Fine after a half day today. Back to 8 hours a day for the rest of the week.
Only physical problem tonight is a stiffness in my right ankle. This is the leg and foot with the nerve damage, so anything else going on disturbs me. (It's also the leg that had the radical correction.) I'm not aware of anything I did that would have caused the stiffness. And before someone asks, I wasn't wearing old shoes.
Two conversations in the past two days have given me a lot to think about. One was tonight. As I walked into work, someone I've probably met years ago but forgotten said, "Hey, looking good. I remember you when you were out to here" as he spread his arms wide. We chatted for a minute, and I, perhaps too apologetically, filled him in on my weight struggle and knee replacements. I feel a bit better than I have for a couple months. Yes, my weight is up, but I've still maintained more than half of my 160 pound weight loss for six years. And the rest will come off again as I become active on my new joints.
The second conversation was Monday. A friend is a former Race Across America rider, and has been doing support for them for the past couple of years. This year's race ended in Annapolis MD Sunday, and Bernie drove north to see me before heading back to California. We'd met online and ridden together an afternoon last year in Ohiio. I wrote about the ride here:
http://www.bikeforums.net/showthread.php/748220-I-get-RAAMed-with-Homeybe
At lunch on Monday we talked briefly about my current estrangement from riding...
"I'm not sure what I can do. And I can't tell if my reluctance to ride is legitimate caution or fear."
"I think what's happened is that you've been building yourself into a box. The box got smaller as your legs got worse. And it'll get smaller and smaller. It's your box. You have to push against it to break it."
I think I have some boxes to break in my future.