I called my doctor today to ask him again about working out... I'm already going crazy and it's only been two weeks. I know this might seem pretty obsessive to you... but after working out as much as I did to train for my triathlon, I think my brain chemistry got used to regular endorphin washings...
JOHN: "Can I bike?"
DOC: "Yes. But don't put any weight on your hand."
JOHN: "Can I swim?"
DOC: "No."
JOHN: "Can I do core workouts?"
DOC: "Sure. If they don't use your hand."
JOHN:"Can I lift weights?"
DOC: "What are you... an idiot? NO."
JOHN: "Can I run?"
DOC: "Yes. But if you trip and fall, you're going back to surgery, and it will be very, very bad. Don't trip and fall."
I couldn't believe it... I can run! Woo hoo! I immediately went out and ran. Just one, slow lap around Wash Park. It felt awesome... Then I went inside to their little rec center and biked for a while... Oh my God... it felt so good.
I've been buzzing all night.
I know this is a boring entry... Sorry for that. But I'm totally geeked out to be able to run and bike!
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Yeah John, boooooring!
Just kidding. Good to hear you can exercise again! My roommate recently sprained his ankle and it made him miserable for a good few weeks but he's back to ultimate frisbee.
AWESOME! No stopping you now :)
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