I have been doing really well in the beginning stages of
training for January’s half marathon: in
the past two weeks alone, I logged over 28 miles of power-walking after
work. I look forward to quitting time
when I can put away the hot uniform (and I don't mean "hot" in a good way.....), don shorts and t-shirt, lace up my shoes,
do some stretching, plug myself into my iPod, and pump legs and arms with my
three favorite walking partners: Lady
Gaga, Michael Jackson, and Pink. I get
to stride by some of the most beautiful sights in San Diego : Harbor
Island
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| Walking across the the bridge over the channel at Liberty Station. |
After being in an office all day, the freshness of the blowing breeze
and feeling the sun on my face is utterly delicious. I was slowly increasing my distance and starting to
build my stamina and – dare I say it – even beginning to incorporate a teeny
little bit of running into the mix.
Apparently, however, it was time for me to stop for a
while…..
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| The latest in fashionable anklewear..... |
Nothing serious, pretty sure it’s just inflammation, but near
the end of Thursday’s walk, it began to hurt like a motherfucker. Ugh.
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| I shouldn't complain. It could be worse..... |
As far as this cancer thing is concerned, I’m still feeling uber-healthy and whole and very un-sick!
My three-month check-in is this Monday, August
20. It will be the first appointment with
Dr. Hampshire, the new oncologist I recently switched to, and I’m curious to
see where I’m at compared to three months ago.
In those few months, my diet has changed, I’ve incorporated acupuncture and other naturopathic approaches, and I’m exercising far more.
Will it make a difference? Will
bloodwork or scans be better or worse or the same?
All I know for sure is that I’m not fretting or stressing
over it. Whatever the outcome – from
this check-up or from any that follow – I’ll take it as it comes and move forward
from there.
That’s all one can do with anything in their life,
right?
