That’s what my body is doing. C’mon. It sounds better than decaying, doesn’t it? I have a bump on my finger. I don’t know what it is. And I finally made an appointment with the doctor so hopefully she can look at it and tell me, “Oh, that’s just one of those things that crop up with old age.” Only she’ll disguise ‘old age’ with some other more politically correct term. But that’s what she’ll mean. Just like the neurologist who diagnosed my back, and when I pressed him about how/when/what happened, he said something vague like ‘oh, well, um, could be, you know, ummm….age.’
And now that I have everyone’s rapt attention with that riveting first paragraph…on to the main subject: sports injuries vs. arthritis. Hey, ain’t this blog a thrill a minute? If you don’t like this post, just scroll back through the last couple and you can read all about how tired I am or how much I enjoy it when all of my dogs are sleeping. Anyway, back to the important topic: ME.
So, ever since I wrote this blog about ‘I’m Runnning’ (read like Forrest Gump) I have noticed a little pattern. I amp up the running. That decreases the time I spend in the gym. Followed by ankle/knee/hip aching. I pretty much stop running, but continue to walk very hard/fast. I increase my time in the gym. One morning I get up and I notice my hip/knee/ankle doesn’t ache, so I start running again. That makes me happy, and I increase the frequency and distance of my running. Followed by….you get the picture.
And honestly, I don’t think there’s anyone in the whole world who can tell me EXACTLY which exercise is the cause. I’m pretty sure it is not a sports injury, because of the obvious–joint aching–I’m pretty sure I have mild arthritis. And obviously, running is traditionally hard on your joints. But I noticed today that the raised leg lunges I was doing were making my ankle hurt. And maybe the reclining leg presses are hard on my hips and knees.
I don’t think I need to change much of what I am doing. I am not one to press on through pain. I think just paying attention to my body, and moderation will be the key. I know stopping is NOT the answer. (I have one friend whose arthritis doctor tells her NOT to exercise. I think he should be shot sued for malpractice.) I can’t stop the march of time. But I can take the best care of this crumbling body that I know how to.*
That’s what I did today. Took Noah for a 2 mile WALK in a new neighborhood this morning. It was just beautiful and very invigorating. This afternoon I went to the gym, did a really great workout, tried a new exercise (face pulls, which I came home to discover I had done incorrectly.) and then got in the pool for 20 minutes of lap swimming. Followed by a very nice session at Starbuck’s with an iced coffee and a couple of Vicky’s healthy bars, along with some inspirational reading.
Here is the Noah shot of the night. It is so nice to sit and read and write with him laying quietly by my side.
Here’s a little something I cooked up called “Open the refrigerator door and cook what’s inside.” Quite tasty, IMO.
And here’s a bloom from the garden. Some kind of hydrangea. I’ve waited at least three years for this plant to bloom. It was worth the wait!
* My brother the weight lifter swears by taking multi-mega minerals. Anybody got an opinion on taking these? I couldn’t find them at the pharmacy, so I decided to give glucosamine another try. I didn’t think it really helped me back when I was so overweight. But I know for a fact that glucosamine worked wonders for an older Bouvier (dog) that I had.