Knees are ugly. You don't really realize it until you look at them constantly hoping for change. But right now, 7 weeks after my partial knee replacement, I am looking at one of the most beautiful pictures of my knee I have ever seen.
Last week I was given the go ahead to begin swimming and doing light lifting. I am finding out how out of shape I got in the past 7 weeks even after how out of shape I was before. But hitting the pool has been so unbelievably cathartic. I have only swam 4 days since last Friday as I have been quite exhausted but already I am feeling an exuberant difference in my health. (I also jammed a huge hole in my hand using pliers trying to repair a He-Man figure because I am a 48 year old man-child, apparently, which made me take a day off from swimming as well.)
Moreover, this is the best my knee has looked in a year and a half. I have an outside chance at running a half marathon in Montana on June 7th. It will be slow. Likely my slowest ever. But even having that be a potential, possible, maybe could happen goal is lifting my spirits immensely. I truly wasn't aware of how well I was holding back the tide of emotions from the past two years. Not being able to ambulate properly let alone run, let alone challenge myself. But now that I can start to, the flood gates are opening.
Weight is down to 205 lbs and I think I can get my semi-racing weight (183) by the time that Montana half marathon comes around. That means I have already lost about 25 lbs which puts me right at the halfway point.
Part of my speech I give is to talk about how you don't have to, but rather you GET to. I said this long before I was forced to take a break. It rings true so much more now. And I will continue to never take for granted how fortunate I am to be able to do what I can.
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