Three weeks since I started walking feebly on crutches, and I now walk with a slight limp and the use of a cane. Each day, then until now, there has been discomfort as I reclaim the mobility of my ankle and foot as the scar tissue breaks up from the wound and the surgery. Each day the mobility gets greater. I have returned to the gym for spin classes the last two weeks, although all I did was just a slow pedal, reconfiguring my range of motion.
This week I returned to work full time with my corporate gig. Which has been nice. At the beginning of the week, I slowly made my way up and down single flights of stairs. I was slower and far shakier on the downward flights. In just a few of days, my strength, confidence and endurance have returned.
I was amazed as to how quickly my thigh and calf muscles atrophied. My trainer and doctor assured me that they would grow back quickly. I am COMPLETELY amazed as to how fast that actually has happened.
It has been a whole reconditioning of mind and body to work on walking with gait, getting my confidence of my stride.
I am back mixing up my workout supplement drinks, but adjusting the recipes to cater more to the muscle growth.
The last few weeks, I have been suffering some major situational depression. I could feel it, but just kind of “ran with it.” bitchy, irritable, cranky…more than my usual. I wasn’t sleeping well. A slight loss of appetite. And was consumed with a certain darkness.
Returning to a somewhat “normal” schedule has been helping my outlook. By moving and walking, even though miles less than what was my average before the injury, I am getting a better attitude. I am extremely tired at the end of the day and am sleeping mostly through the night. My appetite is returning. There is still the gnawing crankiness, but it it’s diminishing.
The difficult thing is for me to remember to keep take it slow. But I am learning. I am grateful to have the background in physical fitness that I do. This is just another work out routine, and I feel my self getting stronger and improving, reaching a new goal that was once a standard.
Hard to believe that the injury occurred 8.5 weeks ago. I am slowly getting back to where I once was…day at a time.