Well the little puppy makes life coordination much more difficult. Now on school days if I want to workout alarm is set for 5:45. Daughter gets puppy from that time until 6:30. I get 45 minutes to myself to workout, brush teeth, get coffee and pee basically. Then I take puppy so she can finish getting ready for school. Yes I could put her back in her crate, I know that. The reason I don’t is because most of my activities are in the morning and I leave the house. She has to be in her crate when I leave. I’d rather her have some playtime. Plus I’m happy to say she is doing really well with potty training. She has had minimal accidents so things are going much smoother. Plus she’s so cute…
So I finally started working out again. Zumba still. I am a little worried about weights because of the tendinitis in my arm. It is soooooooooooo much better since I got the cortisone shot but I’m scared to activate it again. Must say just taking off the 2 weeks did a number on me. I’ve been winded doing Zumba and I’m mostly bopping around in a chair, just moving my arms. I am back to my full schedule with physical therapy and that’s today at 8:30am. The more I go, the more exercises they add. I usually get home and I’m beyond fatigued. I need to rest up to because I have the fitness trainer today. She comes and does MS exercises strengthening and toning muscles that neither my workouts or physical therapy does. This is my hardest day of the week. When the trainer leaves, I lay like broccoli on the couch. It will be a challenge with the puppy this time. Puppy seems to have a 6-8 witching hour. My daughter should be home for part of it, I hope.
Tomorrow starts senior citizens tai chi and fit and fab. These are low impact classes that are great for people with MS because we can sit during them. I go with a few people from my MS support group I’ve met. It’s part exercise part social but definitely fun. Then puppy goes to vet and later Marshmellow goes to vet. Another full day.
It feels better to be out and about again. I love the holidays normally but I hate the disruption to my routine. Boomer’s urn arrived yesterday and his ashes arrive today. I think part of me needs life back to normal because I miss his presence at home. Like a normal life will make it better. I still spend most of my time home, even with my activities. I’m still in my four walls and he’s still not here. I’m grateful for what I have and what I’ve been given. I’m grateful I had him and I need to remember that. Other than that life goes on.