Jog On Fatty does physio…

So today was my first ankle class at the physio department at the local community hospital.

It was amazing they have a gym with bouncy balls and trampolines, bikes and treadmills and I now have to go every Tuesday and Thursday mornings to learn how to not be a dick and hurt my ankle anymore.

They took me through how to walk up and down stairs, squatting, and leg raises. I now have my own personal plan with a workout specifically for my fat ankle.

Today I feel like I’ve woken up a little. I feel a little bit like I’ve turned a corner, a little corner like one of those shitty painted roundabouts people usually drive over but never the less it’s got me over a little bump in the road.

Now don’t get me wrong, it hurt like hell and it’s killing me now but I feel like today was the first step to recovery. I think it might also be because both me and hubbys job situations are getting better (although we could do with a bit more time to get back on our feet both metaphorically and literally) it kinda feels like we are getting somewhere.

I had a really weird dream the other night that involved friends weddings and pregnancy announcements and the feeling of things that were broken suddenly becoming fixed again. It all felt a bit like a whole new start is happening and I can feel myself getting back into the place I was when I first became determined to start being healthy again.

All future plans are currently still on pause as I don’t know how long this will take to heal and I also figure that all the times I seem to pressure myself into doing something I never end up doing it and then become disheartened or disappointed and that puts me back mentally. So going forward I now have no current plans….. what happens will happen. I’m stopping trying to put things in place and I’m going with the flow for a while.

I’m putting my big girl pants on and taking time for me and making some long hard descriptions that have been bugging me for a while now.

All this time resting has made me start thinking and I’m sure it’s not good for you ya know.

Anyways, I’ll keep you posted on how the physio goes and what the result is on Thursday.

I’m off to rest a bit more because you know, I’ve not done enough of that apparently.

Signing off

Xxxxxx

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