Hi there you lovely people
It's been a while so I thought I'd better fill you all in with what's been going on in my world.
I went to the physio on Tuesday. First visit in 10wks. Very nice girl. She looked about 14. Anyway I told her about my fears and worries re my sore and aching muscles and she didn't seem worried at all.
I basically have very weak muscles that have deteriorated over the past 5/6 yrs and therefore need to give myself at least 6mths of gentle rehab before I'll start feeling stronger. No bike and no elliptical trainer for 6wks. Just a few gentle exercises for my posterior which I can increase slowly over the next few weeks. I'm not sure if that's good advice or wether I should get a 2nd opinion. One never really knows does one?
So there you have it...........My rump is bootilicious, not because its tight and toned, but because its fat!
I'm struggling with walking as the pain from my muscles kicks in after half a mile even after necking some meds beforehand. I just have to face facts that its going to take a while to get back on track. Slowly slowly catchy primate and all that. I'm just finding it all a bit frustrating. I never realised the pain that muscles can produce would be so intense. It's almost as bad as the pre op bone pain. I guess for that reason it's understandable that I should feel sorry for myself.
I'm so envious when I read stories
hiphiphorray of your escapades on and around the ice. You are a fit bird, as they say here in Devon. I bet you haven't got bingo wings or wobbly bits! Although I'm not over weight I really wish that I had made more efforts in the fitness dept because now I've got a long road ahead of me. My daughters will benefit from the lessons I've learnt as I'm determined to drum into them the numerous benefits of keeping fit and healthy.
On a lighter note its my birthday next week(1st day of Spring don't you know........yes......Spring is bursting out all over Devon as I type), where was I? Oh yes.......so I have some yummy girlfriends coming over to celebrate tonight seeing as hubby is away watching the rugby in Cardiff...........The lucky blighter is being treated to some corporate at The Millennium Stadium with plenty of after match shenanigans thrown in for good measure.........Watch out Wales it's going to be messy! I digress again. Yes, lovely friends here for nibbles and celebratory drinks. Unlike my husbands weekend, it won't be getting messy.
I also have to help pack my youngest daughters bag for a school trip to France next week. If I don't offer some guidance then the dear girl will turn up with the most inappropriate clothing and it wouldn't be fair to let her walk down the streets of Normandy looking like a reject from a Vivienne Westwood cat walk show. I'm sure some of you mums out there know exactly where I'm coming from on that one!
Life has pretty much returned to normal for me. Driving kids to school, walking dog, grocery shopping, errands for husband(I am a 1950's styles housewife after all), housework etc. I even did some gardening last week. I weeded one of our raised vegetable patches but then had to take to the sofa with some ice(and some ginger biscuits) for a few hours. Slowly slowly..........
On a final note although I absolutely adore Wales and the Welsh I'd just like to say................COME ON ENGLAND!!!!!!!!
Keep on keepin' on Warriors.
Lotsa Lurve.
Queenie xxx