The last few weeks have been jam packed with work, family visits and many birthday celebrations. Thank goodness I was so distracted since this has been a very long 5 weeks without exercise!
|Special Birthday visitors.|
|Story time with MoMo|
|Birthday dinner with my guy.|
|More birthday celebration...|
My follow up appointment with Dr DP was Wednesday and I was cleared to stop wearing my compression strap and am now free to start exercising. There is still a tiny bit of fluid on my left side but nothing that should not absorb into my body-I hope.
You would think that I would have jumped right on the bike but that did not happen.
Both my road and my mountain bike are in the shop getting tuned up. I should have at least one of them back by the weekend. While there is always my single speed- it currently has a flat tire and I was not quite ready to jump on the single speed, just yet.
It was 8 degrees Thursday morning so I opted to head to the gym to try my turn on one of the many cardio machines since the spin class was full. It was probably better for me to start off slow. I sort of enjoyed eating my way through the holidays so there is a lot of work to be done on my part.
I won’t bore you with the details of a gym workout but I do want to share something about that morning.
I was digging through my draw looking for clothes to wear to the gym. I put on one of my old sports bras mostly for comfort to protect my scars. The scars are still sensitive and probably will be for a while. I put a shirt over the bra and looked down. I had a moment. Not the “Oh, what have I done moment” but more of, “You got this, woman!”. This was my first time really showing off my flat chest openly where nobody knows me. Funny thing was I don’t think anyone really noticed and if they did, I really do not care. I actually felt so much freer while I was exercising. The implants never felt totally comfortable and I always knew they were there. This all comes back around to – this is all me!
I have been noticing some strange things happening with my left arm. The cording is still there but it does seem less tight than before. I know that when I get back in the Pilates studio, I can work on stretching that out some more. The strange and somewhat disturbing part is the swelling. It is in my hand, half my wrist and elbow area but my arm just looks bigger than the right one. I have scheduled an appointment to go back to physical therapy to get reevaluated for lymphedema. My unprofessional opinion is I already have it ad the compression band around my chest may have just restricted my lymph drainage. It probably was a bad combination with surgery already being a high risk for developing lymphedema. But, there was no choice. I am still hopeful that I can get this sorted out before it gets out of hand. It is manageable but pretty uncomfortable and my compression sleeve just makes the cording hurt more.
I have most of my race schedule on the calendar for this season and registrations have already started to open for some of the more popular races that I want to enter. I have a long way to go and a shorter time to get back into shape. I want to attempt to actually be competitive this year so we will see. Regardless, I have a full schedule of races planned. The race season starts as early as April so it should be interesting. I am sure to get my butt kicked but that is okay. It will not be the first time. I just have to do the work to build myself back up again. There is something more rewarding in that than the actual race.
Thank you for all the nice messages and support. It is nice to know people are still following along.
|Walk in the woods with my guy.|