So I am feeling pretty low. I worked a solid 18 months to lose the weight, and a solid 6-8 months to tone my body...only to have this full reconstruction, and then some, on this knee and become immobile.
Here I am, 5.75 months out of surgery, hoping for a full release next week (a whopping 3-6 months early) and it is forcing me to face the facts: I'm back to being a tank. Let me elaborate.
I was about a size 20, 224lbs, right after I had Hailee. I worked my ass off to get to 159lbs and a size 8 with 17.1% body fat. I was able to maintain that until this surgery. So, am I a tank in the grand scheme of things? No. But from what I worked my ass off (literally), yes. And its a hard pill to swollow.
I told myself that at the first of the month, I would start introducing parts of my old workouts into my physical therapy. I can't spend my life at the gym, but I still need to do my rehab, so I am added all that I can. Yesterday, I added back and bicep exercises, 6 seperate exercises to be percise, in addition to all leg exercises.
The stationary bike is now my enemy. Yes, it can do wonderful things for me, both for my leg and my body, however, I have been doing the bike since I blew the knee out the first week of December...and I am OVER it. In replacement, I have been making the family go on nightly bike rides. It isn't probably as good, considering I have a beach cruiser without any gears and it isn't tough, but its getting the rehab part done and that is what matters at this point.
Running has been amazing but I am still unable to do it that often. I can't stay on the treadmill that long for obvious reasons. And I refuse to spend time on the track at the high schools since the kids are all practicing football. That is all I need, a bunch of young kids, athletes, who don't know me and what I've been through, to judge me or make fun because I am only allowed to run a short time, then walk, then run, etc.
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