Yesterday was 3 weeks since my fusion surgery! The surgeon had said it would take 4 weeks for me to stop wishing I hadn't done it. And he has been right so far! I am focused on Thursday the 24th when I will hit that 4 week mark. I am hoping for the pain to be down and mobility to start going up around then. Mobility. The basic ability to move around. This is one thing that 8 years of back pain has made me appreciate. In the first week of recovery the pain was so high I would plan trips around the bedroom. If I wanted to put a movie in I would think about anything that I would need to bring with me or if there was something else that needed to be done in that area of the room. For example, there may be a load of laundry that needs to be folded and it is by the DVD player. Well, take 2 birds out during the trip to put a movie in. Plan on folding clothes when I put in the movie. No trip out of bed and across the room wasted, right? To improve my mobility I have been walking 5 to...
fit a race into painting a kids room last weekend. got to Mankato at 12:30 and switched things up by warming up. strange sensation to spin a bit before the race. this was the first race with signs marking the waves so i had to find something else to be confused about. after call ups i rolled up to the start line while Wyatt was sticking his head into the starting chute, pumping his fist, and yelling "Daaaaaaddyyyyy!!!" again and again. gave him and Henry high fives and waited for the countdown. very small wave took off up the climb. i thought i would be feeling good right off because of a short warm-up. i was wrong. i felt pretty bad, unusually bad. i'm still curious why. i think it was painting all day the day before and the morning right up to when we left. that and a lot of pepsi all week before are the only thing i can think of to create the sluggishness. i kept at it hoping to break out of it. at the end of lap 1 my seat broke. i'm thinking, "ok...
so i went to a bike race that pitted WI riders vs. MN riders. does it get any better than that? forces were against everything happening pretty and perfect as usual. it had been rainy days approaching race day. once again my body threw a monkey wrench in and work is by no means a bowl of cherries or even a can of peaches. i have done a few of these races now and one thing that stands out is that there will almost always be something to overcome. circumstances will not be perfect and the wind will not always be at my back but if i keep going, keep trying, the wind will shift, the trail will turn, or the hill will crest and the view will make it worth the climb. i went to the race in River Falls, WI prepared for a mud fest but also hopeful for the sun to come out. the sun did come out and it was a beautiful day. B and the boys were at the race for the first time in a few races. W had been telling me to "go fast daddy" all week while twirling his little arm around and standing i...
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