There is nothing more humbling than being able-bodied then not. One day you hop skip and jump along… the next one-foot hop aided by a walker!
My silly ankle injury introduced me to all sorts of new wonders in traveling – including checking out the airport wheelchair services in Mumbai, Singapore, Jakarta, Tokyo, Shanghai, Manila, Kuala Lumpur… navigating obstacle courses on crutches… and realising that all that yummy food comes with an extra price beyond dollars and cents alone!
Yup you got it – between hotel and restaurant food for many months, the mad marriage marathons of December, our usual social whirl, there was a ripe recipe for some serious weight gain.
Yeah… us gals in our mid-40s don’t exactly bounce back from an enforced sedentary life-style and do have a slower metabolism.
And let’s face it… I got lazy. Inertia is a terribly seductive thing!
However, one of the best things about being between work projects is the TIME and opportunity to start my own project – “Get Fit!”
My operation began simply:
- Survive physio and get the basics of walking back!
- Start slow with a bit of splish splashing in a pool until the winter cool made it too brrrr!
Then after all the season’s festivities subsided, it was time to crank it up a notch:
- Pick a convenient gym that doesn’t cost a bomb with a month of personal training thrown in for good measure
- Check-in with a doc to guide trainer on the “Do’s” n “Don’ts” to work around the ankle (and then knee!) injuries and hopefully avoid further mishaps
- Even more gaaakh! Add sensible meal-plans to the mix… Ugh!
I definitely do have my work cut out for me! I figure if it took 9 months to… ahem… go from fuller-figured to flat-out fat, will take about the same time and triple dedication to get back to some semblance of fitness… groan…
More than anything else – my minor injury has instilled a very deep respect for any and all who manage and can even thrive with a disability.
I am lucky to have a choice and it is time to get my lazy ass in gear!!
Wish me well! And all the best to any others embarking on similar groan, moan, arghhh ‘get fit’ journeys!