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Quote du jour: I'm fine, and my hips are fine. My false knee is fine. My false hips are fine. Everything's cooking.
- Liza Minnelli
Recap: I keep bitching about Damn Knee. If you missed the saga, here's the 10-second recap:
- Two months ago, a vicious garden hose leapt up and caught my right ankle, causing me to land with all my considerable weight on my left knee and left hand.
- My left elbow (Damn Elbow) was so swollen I couldn't bend it more than 90 degrees for a week.
- Damn Knee was swollen, and a lot of pretty colors, but I could walk on it, so I didn't worry.
- Until a month went by, and I still couldn't walk without pain, or kneel down without agony, or...
- Anyway, the doctor said things like "Bone bruise" and "patience" and "exercise anyway."
- So I did, in a limited fashion, for another month.
- Which brings us up to now.
What's really weird is that it is much, much easier to spend an hour on the elliptical working up a sweat than it is to spend ten minutes doing yoga. Downward facing dog? I last maybe 90 seconds. I can't fully straighten Damn Elbow, and it can't take the weight. Child's pose? Damn Knee throws a tantrum.
A saner woman would say "screw yoga" and stick to the elliptical, but I want to stretch myself in both senses of the word. So I'm compromising by aiming for 10-minute yoga sessions and lots of pilates or belly dancing DVDs mixed in with the ellipticalling.
Exercise du jour:
Morning - 1 hour elliptical
Noon - 1 hour core-strengthening drills
Done... well, if you call 1/2 hour elliptical and 1/2 hour raking exercise.
Night - 1/2 hour elliptical, 1/2 hour mixture of what yoga poses I can manage and pilates.
Done. Except for the yoga and pilates part. 1 hour elliptical. However, I reduced the resistance to make it much less of a workout.