Yesterday I made it to the YMCA for a swim. It was heaven to be in the water. I took it easy, doing about half my usual laps. I am torn between "it hurts to move" and "I must keep moving to heal this." I had to talk to myself ("just a few more steps") to make it back to my vehicle afterwards. I think I will swim again this morning, but have my husband drop me off at the door to save steps.
Wanna know how I really feel?!?!?!?
I HATE THIS FUCKING PAIN!!!!!
Leta
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| Somewhere in Australia |
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