Wednesday August 29th 2018, 9:59 pm
Filed under: Life

Trying to do my usual treadmill time for a few days after last Thursday’s fall made it increasingly clear that there was some damage that had to be looked at.

I got two tentative steps in last night and went, Nope. (Hopping off.) Too soon.

I set the thing to 1.7 mph tonight and took the tiniest, quickest little baby steps, desperate for more than the doctor’s “take it easy” and to get at least some kind of exercise while that bone’s healing. I was even fine till about five minutes in. I kept going for another two because I’m kind of stupid like that.

It was worth it.

Don’t tell on me. (Oh wait I just did.)

p.s. The fig needed one more day, so I let it have it. Tomorrow!

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When I am afraid to run out of yarn, I knit faster. Did you think that by walking faster you could out-walk the healing process? *smiling*

Let us know that fig tasted after an extra day of sunshine.

Comment by Suzanne in Montreal 08.30.18 @ 6:39 am

Oh, dang, coming home from a trip to find you with a cracked rib. And not behaving.

You know, at our age it takes 6.5 weeks to heal a rib, so take it easy!

Comment by twinsetellen 08.31.18 @ 4:29 pm

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