Last week, I asked for opinions about whether I was doing the right thing to force myself to walk a “challenging” distance, or whether it might even be counter-productive.
I’ve been walking daily since the New Year - except for Saturdays, when I reckon I get enough exercise doing the shopping. Usually I do about a mile, occasionally more.
But I was getting a bit depressed with the lack of results - my left leg still protesting at the exact same point of every walk, with no sign my range was improving at all.
BUT, I’m happy to report that yesterday and today, the leg has been a lot less whingey! Yesterday, I managed a mile-and-a-half, and today, two miles.
Of course, there’s more than one possible explanation for this. Could it be that the last couple of weeks, I was having an unacknowledged relapse, and that’s what was causing the problem?
Or is it that my leg is finally - after more than a fortnight of repetition - understanding what’s expected?
Anyway, I know it’s early days, and I’m not yet in a position to say the improvement is long-term. But two days in a row of not as much grumbling and complaint has definitely given me hope my efforts are not all in vain.
Yes, I did still find my walk tiring - more so than a “normie” would, I’m sure. But I didn’t find myself cussing and swearing at the same place as usual, and didn’t come home feeling depressed it’s all pointless. I know I’ve definitely gone further than recently, and my muscles didn’t make as much hoo-ha.
So at the moment, frustratingly slow though it is, I feel as if I do eventually get some payback if I tax myself. I think I’ve probably been comparing it to the old days, before I got ill, when it was so much easier to improve! I have to accept it’s a lot slower and harder now. But still not bad. It’s only just over a fortnight since I began making a conscious effort.
Don’t quit!
Tina
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