You're bound and determined to get out so far ahead of me that I can't catch up, aren't you?
And now you finally understand the genius of my eeeeevil plan! Mwahaha!
Except I really can't dance. I mean, I can, in the sense that it makes my wife laugh, especially when I'm, um, lightly clothed, but that's a whole other thing. (Parents, this might be a good time to put the kids to bed.) No, I like repetitive, endurance exercise - bike a loooong time, or walk for miles. It's like knitting - it completely clears my head. I'm not a racer - competition messes with my zen - but I do like to get out a little farther every time! Hence: ODIC. (I was a member long before I had surgery - I just didn't know what it was called.)
I don't have an inner Mojo and wear earplugs when necessary!
Psssst! She's standing behind you!
I learned here that freezing water bottles instead of adding ice made for fewer accidents!
I've heard that for months and this is the first time I figured out what that means! Duh! Yeah, if I can get the clog/leak/whatever worked out, that's OBVIOUSLY the way to go! Thanks for the reminder!
I suspect (assuming you indulge occasionally) that you'll very much enjoy that first glass of wine, beer or a cocktail--I know I sure did.
I do like a good drink every now and then, although my taste is far from sophisticated. Basically, I like my drinks frozen, and sweet enough to require an insulin booster.
I hope you're hailing from home today and not the ODIC.
Yes, thank you! I'm
loving the freedom I have from ditching PT! I can go walk when I want, and most importantly, stop when I want! And who knew lunch could be considered PT? Currently the only after effects I'm feeling from yesterday are courtesy of the single Norco I took last night - it takes about 18 hours to clear that stuff from my system. Blargh.
Frozen custard. There's a Goodberry's in an outdoor shopping center about 5 minutes from here, where the perimeter is almost exactly 1 mile, so we use it for walking laps at night. For the purposes of rehab, I roll down to the end of one block and come back - then I get a sweet icy reward. Yes, I am basically an ancient 12-year-old.