boo... but yay!
Oct. 17th, 2008 11:06 amBoo: my knees are sore and creaky after my second hour-long session on the bike last night. I wasn't exhausted, but apparently I overdid it. It didn't hurt at the time. I actually felt when I got off the bike that maybe I'd finally worked hard enough that my thighs would be sore, which I was sort of looking forward to because in my world, sore muscles = it was a good workout, and I haven't had a whole lot of that lately. But this morning, no sore muscles. Just sore knees. Bleah!
I should take today off.
I don't want to. I had planned on taking tomorrow off.
I am spending the morning sitting in various positions that make my knees feel good. If they feel better after lunchtime, then I'll happily go spend an hour on the bike. Maybe I'll cut it down to 45 minutes.
At least, last night proved that I can ride the bike, noisy as it is, while Z is home; he's been at the office all week, so I've done all my previous riding while he's been gone. The buzz of the tire on the resistor is audible from upstairs, but not annoying; he wasn't paying attention when I said I'd be riding, so he thought I was using power tools or something. ("Are you into power-crafting now?" "I don't know what power-crafting is but it sounds awesome.")
But all of this falls away into nothingness in the face of the yay news:
Baby Nephew David has had the drainage tube removed from his incision, is alert enough to recognize his parents and play with them a little, and now is on his way home! It's a drive of several hours from Atlanta to Savannah, but he should be home, back in his own house with his parents, by early afternoon. He'll still have a long recovery, and they had to take a class on how to care for his incision, which runs the entire length of his sternum. But he's home, which means he's ready to move on and be a healthy little boy with a whole heart.
I should take today off.
I don't want to. I had planned on taking tomorrow off.
I am spending the morning sitting in various positions that make my knees feel good. If they feel better after lunchtime, then I'll happily go spend an hour on the bike. Maybe I'll cut it down to 45 minutes.
At least, last night proved that I can ride the bike, noisy as it is, while Z is home; he's been at the office all week, so I've done all my previous riding while he's been gone. The buzz of the tire on the resistor is audible from upstairs, but not annoying; he wasn't paying attention when I said I'd be riding, so he thought I was using power tools or something. ("Are you into power-crafting now?" "I don't know what power-crafting is but it sounds awesome.")
But all of this falls away into nothingness in the face of the yay news:
Baby Nephew David has had the drainage tube removed from his incision, is alert enough to recognize his parents and play with them a little, and now is on his way home! It's a drive of several hours from Atlanta to Savannah, but he should be home, back in his own house with his parents, by early afternoon. He'll still have a long recovery, and they had to take a class on how to care for his incision, which runs the entire length of his sternum. But he's home, which means he's ready to move on and be a healthy little boy with a whole heart.
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