Last October, on one of our old standard hikes above our little hamlet of Pine I did a face plant.
Broke my wrist.
Six months later, we're back up in Pine and did this hike again.
And I did another face plant....in almost the same place on the trail.
I'm sore in several places, but I don't think I broke anything.
We had decided that after my first fall I should use hiking poles. So, I was using hiking poles this time, and I think they broke my fall just enough. All I got was a swollen lip and a sore wrist and ribs.
Sheesh.
I have to admit, mom, that I used some bad language. I'm sorry.
The good news is that we can see steady improvement in my speed and stamina since my heart attack a year ago January. We enjoyed the two-hour 3.5 mile hike with 400 feet of elevation gain. Even my fall didn't stop us from enjoying it. We weren't tired at all at the end of it.
I've got to keep working at it. Otherwise, my body will deteriorate and we will not be able to keep ourselves as healthy as we want to keep ourselves so we can enjoy many more years together.
So, tomorrow, we're dancing. Do something every day. That's our philosophy.
No comments:
Post a Comment