In yesterday’s post I mentioned how I saw my surgeon on Wednesday and he finally took my stitches out. It feels SO nice to look down at my legs and not see anything surgical. Sure I have four minor, very thin scars but now my legs look more-or-less normal and I shouldn’t take that for granted.
I’m still not cleared to run but I am cleared to at least do some walking. I know I overdid it in Vegas the day that Adam and I walked 12 miles and again two days later when we walked over 6 miles. I know it was overkill because my leg got really, really swollen.
I’m committed to a really easy (appropriate) re-entry into running. Honestly, I’m not even sure I have a choice in the matter. It’s now been 11 months since I’ve done a run over 8 miles and over 6 months since I’ve done any running at all.
Yesterday the weather was really nice, and with my clearance to walk, Adam and I headed out into the crisp air.
We walked just over half a mile. Even though I didn’t wear my Garmin I know that distance because I still remember all the mileage points around my routes.
My doctor says I should be able to run in about another two weeks. Basically the skin on my stubborn wound is still thin and he’s worried that swelling will make it break open again. After waiting this long I can wait another two weeks, but I can’t deny that during my walk today I thought a lot about running.
The weather was nice, we walked part of one of my favorite routes, and I just wanted to be running sooooo badly. It was one of those days that I knew the run would have felt perfect because the weather was so nice and I felt so good… although a little sore from squats :).
Two weeks to go, I can do this. I hope I don’t cry in the doctor’s office when he finally says the words that I can run again! I’m worried I might because just imagining it makes me teary eyed. Thinking back to the couple runs I had in October gives me so much hope and fills me with excitement for the year ahead.
Until then it’s all about lifting. And taking care of Cecil.
This little boy goes in for his hyperthyroidism treatment next week. I’m really nervous because he actually has to stay at the vet hospital for 3 nights instead of the 2 nights I previously thought. He has never been in a cage before in his life and I’m worried about how he’s going to react to it. Luckily the hospital he’s going to is nice and actually will put him in a large, two-story cage so he’ll have plenty of room.
We’re allowed to leave him with blankets, toys and anything else that will comfort him, we just won’t be able to get any of that stuff back. I’m going to pack him a bag of all his favorite things, and I’ll just replace them while he’s gone. Anything to make him feel as comfortable as possible while he’s at the hospital.
When he comes home he’ll be cured and I’ll be cured too, or at least I’ll be just days away from running clearance. Lots to look forward to over the next couple of weeks!
Anyone have a cat who’s had the radioactive iodine treatment?
Exciting plans for the weekend?!?