Playing Hookey

Boy - I am SO exhausted and I haven't done my PT exercises yesterday or today (Saturday and Sunday).  I have been doing some serious "running around" - and I just don't have the energy or wherewithall to do my exercises.  I know that what I am doing counts for "something" but I'm feeling very naughty that I haven't done even my stretches.  NADA.  I'm not worried, though, that it signals the beginning of the end.  It just signals that if I don't do what I'm supposed to do first thing in the morning it doesn't get done.

I think part of my "laziness" is that my PT session on Friday was glowing.  I have reached 120 degrees range of motion, and my therapist said that my knee looks awesome (minimum of swelling, scar looks good).  ALSO, the icing on the cake is that when she lifted my leg to do her hands-on stretch she asked me if I have lost weight.  I told her I'm am dieting but the scale doesn't show it.  She answered that she can really feel and see that I've firmed up since working with her. 

I also did my belly dance steps again and she assured me that I will be just fine once I can put more weight on my leg, and build up endurance.  My intention was to start on my drills immediately, but action, in my case, lags intention.  I ABSOLUTELY will at least do five minutes of my drills tomorrow morning before I even get dressed, if that's what it takes to make sure I get them done before my day starts.  Actually, as we "speak" my son is bringing up my BOSE from the basement (long packed-away belly dance suitcase) and I might even get them done today.

I had a hard night last night.  Around 4AM I took a Vicodin and two Tylenols.  Considering I didn't do a lick of exercise I was sort of puzzled by the pain - but like I said, I'm so much more active, and I'm sure that is it.  I was still very loopy this morning - even by 10AM.  I sure didn't feel that way at all when I was taking it during my recovery.  I think now that it's out of my system the impact is greater when I take even one.  I did feel better when I got up and I haven't taken anything else today, so it's still a victory in the medication department.

Except for today I have been doing very well on a "uber" plant-based diet.  I was thinking this afternoon about what it would be like to drag a 40 pound box of kitty litter with me all over the place - but especially going upstairs.  I know that when you have 40 pounds on your body it is evenly distributed and not the same as just carrying a box or bag that weighs 40 pounds, but still.. it wouldn't hurt my stair-climbing efforts to not be carrying this extra weight.

I've been toggling between Weight Watchers and counting calories.  I just can't find my comfort zone.  Maybe it's a myth to think I will ever be comfortable.... sigh....  But - I have other people than just my therapist tell me it looks like I have lost weight, so I guess the trick is to just keep trucking along - whichever way I do it!

Enjoy your week!
Miriam
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