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And With Too Much Too Fast Comes…
September 17, 2009 | |
So, last weekend I wrote how I’d walked six miles. Well, at the last minute a friend asked if I wanted to get a little 9-er in before a meeting yesterday. I say, SURE, and gleefully pack my clubs in the back of the Jeep, head to work, and look forward to an afternoon on the course. This was the first time to play golf out of my boot. Yippee, right?
It went great, and then the hitch came back. At my PT appt on Tuesday, she warned me to take it easy, and not to go hog wild this week with golf out of my boot. I really didn’t think playing 9 holes (and carting it) would be that big of a deal.
So, at the 12th hole, my golfing buddy pretty much says, “Dude, I think you should stop. You’re really favoring that leg and you’re limping pretty badly.” So, I listen to the caution of my friend because although it was becoming more uncomfortable, I didn’t really realize how much my gait had changed. Also, my balance wasn’t so great when I used my woods. You certainly don’t realize how many different little things are affected until you try to do things normal again.
So, with plans to hit the driving range tomorrow and play 18 holes on Saturday, my PT tells me to remind myself that until I can get through that one legged toe raise, chill the hell out and understand that my strength is not all back.
I’m seriously going stir crazy. I’m going to up my frequency to the gym so that I can find my cardio rhythm - and my sanity.
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It’s discouraging as hell. We think we know what we can do and then get told by our caretakers and our stupid tendons that, “You’re not ready for prime time yet baby.” I watch the days getting shorter and feel them getting cooler and know that my beautiful banana yellow kayak is going to hang right there on the wall until Spring.
I have to look forward to blowing snow and that doesn’t even come close to making me want to get better. You have Fall in SF. Try to be patient and keep going.
Chuck
Hey why not come to the UK, we have 4 seasons:
Wet;
Wetter:
Wet & Cold; &
Drizzle!
Tell me what flight you are taking & I will meet you at Heathrow!!
Chuck,
Can’t wait to see that kayak pic when you’re providing us with an update in the Spring! Thanks for the encouragement.
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Highflyer, are you gettin’ fresh with me? Haha! If it’s any consolation, this upcoming winter is supposed to be the coldest and wettest in decades here in the Bay Area. So, I’ll get my own version of your season very shortly.
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Take it easy… your whole life is ahead of you!
I re-ruptured at week 18!
Think you’re still doing great on this marathon.
Spam words here are “steady progress”. Guess the emphasis is on steady at the moment.