Have you ever heard the saying the higher the hair the closer to God? Well, if there's any truth in it, I can assure you I've been positively holy all week. I signed up for a short course in Corporate Governance that has met everyday since Tuesday in addition to my usual classes and activities, and it was a beast. As is typical when I am stressed out, my hair rose to the heavens in the messiest of messy buns like a prayer for mercy sent up in desperation to whatever powers may be.
The last meeting for the short course was today, and all I want now that it's over is to spend the remainder of my afternoon with a hot cup of tea and the illustrious characters of City of Glass.
There is a small chance that I will do mildly important things like a load of laundry and the dishes since I'm out of clean bowls, but at this point I wouldn't hold my breath.
The publishers of Tamara Grand's Ultimate Booty Workouts was nice enough to send me a copy to review! I'm looking forward to flipping through the book in the next few weeks and picking out a few of the exercises to help me tone up back there.
Since I've had to stay off my ankle for the better part of a month, I've noticed a little bit of weight gain. It's not entirely unexpected since I couldn't run, but maybe I can ease my way back into working out with some of the exercises that don't involve my ankle.
Speaking of my ankle, it is doing better. I'm still wearing a brace when I'm out and about, but I'm walking a little more normally everyday. You know what else? I did ten minutes on the elliptical yesterday!
I made sure to wear my brace and I stopped as soon as I felt a twinge of discomfort, but ten minutes is better than nothing. I also made an appointment with a sports medicine doctor for next week to follow up after my ER visit and the clinic visit before that. I want to make sure that there's nothing else I should be doing to make the sprain heal more quickly. After all, I would like this to be a running blog again sometime soon.
I have learned some important lessons about how difficult life can be with limited mobility and appreciating the good things in my life. For the past month, everything has been a thousand times harder than it was when I had two healthy ankles. Getting around the grocery store and getting your groceries out of the car when you get home? Huge struggle fest. Walking to class because it's faster than driving in traffic? Not happening. Taking public transportation to a part of town with no free parking? Super hard. Giving up working out while your sprained ankle heals? Something I hope I won't have to do again.
I used to worry that one day I would get tired of running and going to the gym and that I would slide back into the habits I had before I lost weight. After this experience, I don't think that's going to happen anymore. I've learned in the past month that I don't like the way my body feels when I'm sedentary. I feel puffy and lethargic and I miss the sense of satisfaction I get when I conquer a distance I didn't think I could run or I run one of my favorite routes faster than I have before. In the future when I'm feeling lazy and don't want to drag myself out of bed for my morning run, I'm going to remind myself of this experience because being active is a part of who I am now and I don't want to give that up, even temporarily, ever again.