Today is October 1, 2016. I am feeling pretty good today. I still have a sore, stiff neck, but I'm planning to take my dog for a walk as soon as I recover from showering and drying my hair.
I downloaded some apps to help me get back on my feet and get the house in order. I found a Spring Cleaning app. I'm pretty sure it will work in the falls too. I also downloaded an app that claims to get you from couch to running a 5K in about three months. I'm guessing that's aimed at couch potatoes and not someone who has been just this side of bed rest for a year. I'm going to give it a go though, even if my milestones will be further apart than the app expects.
Today is Saturday and my husband has gone off geocaching, leaving me home alone. I know he deserves time when he isn't either working or taking care of me, but sometimes I wonder if he'll want to go back to geocaching with me once I'm capable of going. The few times I went with him while I was having the migraines, he would be standing next to a stump with the cache in his hand before I, and my cane, made it around the car. After that happens six times in a row, it's just easier to stay in the car. He doesn't understand why I end up just sitting in the car and when I try to explain it, he gets defensive. He asks if he should just wait by it until I go there so I could be the one who "found" it.
The thing is, I don't blame him. It's not his fault that I move like a slug. It's just that geocaching isn't a spectator sport. If I can't get out there and, maybe, find the cache myself, it's just boring. So I ended up begging off and he's found another geocaching buddy whose wife isn't interested in geocaching and I'm not sure he'll be willing to change back.
It's going to be months of steady work to get strong enough to climb hills or walk down trails that are two miles each way. I can practice the walking part, but the only way I'm going to get strong enough to climb up hills covered with brush or rocky downslopes is to do it. My husband has a buddy who can do all those things without him having to wait patiently for me to manage things. If I can't have geocaching time to strengthen myself, his friend is always going to be more fun and capable.
I don't know if I'll ever really be able to go geocaching again. That saddens me. Especially since it's the only recreation we do.
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