More Recovery

I have been castless again, all weekend, 100% of the time.

Went for a 2.5 km walk to a Starbucks, along the sandy beach at Gyro Park and up and down Ten Mile Point hill, out-and-back, so 5k. Limping all the way except in the sand.

I limp because I half fear doing a full-on normal step and follow-through and partially because I can feel tightness and a little pain also partly because of weakness from wearing said cast, which caused atrophy of area muscles.

But tonight, I accidentally ran 6 steps and it didn't hurt. The fight or flight response mechanism kicked in. The wife was saying, as I was heading out the door, "don't take the bimmer because there is only so much gas left, take the truck." I was thinking, 'take the bimmer', because of the heated seats and it sits in the garage, warm. After all it is only like 5 degrees out.

So I yelled, "I am taking the bimmer," hit the garage door-open button and ran for the truck, laughing all the way. I was laughing because she would have to get up off the cozy couch while all bundled in a warm blanket and half asleep to peer out the window, to witness the crime.

I laughed all the way to the destination. I laughed myself hoarse.

Then I stopped laughing and realized I ran out of the garage and did not feel any pain at the surgery site (in my flip flops).

Progress.