Rest more, to do more.

The weather, in the North East, continues in it’s awful, autumal fashion. Meanwhile, down south it’s baking…

While we have grey skies, three days of continuous rain and temperatures topping out at 12c, the South of the country enjoys glorious blue skies, summer sunshine and 30c plus. 

I haven’t been able to get swimming, this week. Monday I had meeting to attend, Tuesday and Wednesday, Brownies and Guides. On Thursday, my lungs were awful, tight, grumpy anf frankly fIling in their job. Walking through the town hall, for a meeting was hard enough, never nimd swim. 

Today was better…but then things went very wrong at work. I’m not in a job, where I can close the door, at 5pm amd that’s it, done. Consequently, I finally headed out the door, at 7pm. One pool, shuts at 8pm…the other pool, 9pm.  The problem is, the one that shuts at 9, is absolutely heaving on a Friday  

I decided to head that way, irrespective. As I was preparing to turn right, towards the pool, my work mobile rang and then rang again. Thinking this was something serious, I turned my car round, drove over a mile to a quiet spot and  checked my phone..it was a no win no fee, sales call. As my mobile number is protected and not used for any other purpose, than work, no one should have this number. There nearly was as an accident, as I was tempted to throw my phone and punch my steering wheel in pure frustration…

It sounds ridiculous, reflecting on it, but I just couldn’t be bothered to turn my car round, to go to a crowded pool and struggle to swim, amongst social swimmers, who prefer to natter than swim. The other day, I over heard a 15 minute conversation discussing the relative merits of gas fires…

The “knit and natter movement” is a popular one, perhaps it could be moved to swimming pools, for an allotted period of time, though given tbe conversations I’ve heard, maybe it should be renamed “bitch and stitch”. 

What I have tried to do though, is walk more. I love walking, as I’ve referred to before. I can walk for miles, a love I’ve inherited from my nana. 

In doing so though I’m discovering, to my frustration, that the distance I can physically walk, particularly given my increase in fitness resulting from regularly swimming, is restricted considerably by pain resulting from my arthritis. Walking is weight bearing, swimming is no. 

A reasonablely slow, 2 and half mile walk is probably the furthest I can comfortably manage, with the aid of my stick. This still causes me discomfort, but with codiene and paracetamol, it’s easily bearable. After this, my hip becomes increasingly painful, once I reach three and half/four miles, it’s close to unbearable. The pain will then continue, for many hours, impacting on my sleep and quality of life. 

So, I’m having to rethink my plan, my vivoactive watch sets me a distance to walk each day, I do aim for that distance, but I also aim for 5000 steps over a day. This is always less than what my watch, sets me, but it’s what I judge myself to be able to do, on a good day. Also, instead of marching down the park and doing the whole walk, at once, I try to keep to relatively short distances, before resting. The more I rest, the more I can comfortably, do. 

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