So, for all of you Nashville fans, I'm not "buried under," as the song indicates, but I am on a new path. Along with the new job and other new things, I have had to adjust my perspective on working out and dieting, both because of my schedule and because of my lingering hip issues. Still, I am hopeful. Last Friday, I was allowed to jog on the treadmill, and I managed to maintain my pace, albeit a slow one, for my full warm-up time. Even my physical therapist said, "For someone who hasn't run in almost a year, looked great out there!" Of course, I didn't feel wonderful after it, but, inside, I felt a modest sense of accomplishment. There's obviously a long road ahead, and I remain in doubt as to whether the surgery worked. However, I'm not letting it get me down...at least, not today. This weekend I worked out on my own, and I didn't feel any different afterwards than before--so that's something. Today, I welcome the soreness in my abs that tells me that I did more than just stretch and other silly small things. While not intending to overdo it, I am planning on going home tonight to see if this running thing is causing me to actually feel better or, at least, the same as when I don't exercise. Here's hoping...
At the same time, I've decided to give up caffeine unless it comes from tea or unless I absolutely have to have it (e.g., after a long night at the office). I'm not sure how long or if this will last, but it was helpful the last time I began the process of slimming down, so we'll see.
In any case, just thought I might share this small stream-of-consciousness post with y'all before I leave for India on Friday. If I don't post again before I depart, happy holidays, and best wishes for a happy new year.
See you on the flipside!
Beso,
A
