Ya’ll know I love working out, whether it be running, swimming, biking, walking, etc. I love how my body feels after a good workout, tired and invigorated at the same time. Since my surgery I’ve had to redefine working out. My physical therapist has given me six different exercises to do twice a day, plus I’m riding a stationary bike 20 minutes at a time twice a day. The exercises include strengthening, isometric, and stretching. I’ve added in crunches since I’m already laying down to do the exercises. This is a lot, as in, it takes up a lot of time, but it isn’t the same as going for a run, or a long bike ride and that exhaustion that comes with a good workout.
Side note: Whenever I ride the bike, I turn on Pandora and sing at the top of my lungs to make the time go by faster. 20 minutes zips by when you are belting out some fist-pumping songs. I’ve been biking in the garage on a bike stand, and have to close the garage door to try to keep the heat it – it’s been so cold lately. Our two dogs always get trapped in the garage with me on these singing bike rides, and the poor things. I swear they huddle together in the corner wondering when the deafening noise will end. I feel like we are bonding out there, I doubt they agree. They are so excited that they sprint out the door as the garage door rises.
My body wants to go and do more. I have to keep reminding myself it isn’t time yet but it is really hard waiting. Patience is something I have to practice, and right now I’m having to work double time on this stupid patience thing. I’m having to hold myself back from doing more, and continue icing my hip at several points during the day. I’m going to be at four weeks post-surgery this coming week – potentially getting to walk on my own and drive (!!!). In the meantime, back to the bike stand, and exercises, and more waiting.