What’s a girl to do when she can’t ride her Trikke?
Where does one find inspiration when the muse she rides is grounded, not because of needed repairs but because of an injured arm? It is hard to do.
I’m not even sure how I injured my arm, it just started hurting. It involves the muscle that we use to raise the elbow. In other words my main carving muscle. In diagnosing myself off the internet, it appears I have a strain in the deltoid region.
What other exercise can I participate in that uses all the muscles that I would use on my Trikke? What other exercise can I do around my city under a sunny sky? Roller skating is out; I am just too old for that. Plus I am clumsy, have bad balance, and I need my wheels with handle bars. (Hello Razor?)
Walking will work my legs well enough. That is already my only cross-training pursuit at the moment. Is that enough? Running is too strenuous and hard on the knees. Tennis was never my thing. I can’t stand the gym, I get too competitive.
I’ve got my legs exercising with the walking while my arms are on sabbatical. That leaves my mid-section. Crunches, sit ups or whatever you call that torture is out of the question. Seriously out of the question. Don’t even bring up the subject to me.
I’ve been tossing this around in my head for about two weeks now and I cannot come up with one good cross-training option that even comes close to getting me the workout I need. Dare I say it? There is nothing that comes close to the Trikke in exercise value, fun and calorie burning. There is nothing that keeps my interest and makes me want to get out there again. There is nothing that makes me yearn for bright days and slight breezes.
If you have any ideas that I may have overlooked, please leave a comment. I am really hurting here, and I am not talking about my arm at the moment. At least I have Douguss Amonguss’es videos to remind me of the rhythm and sway that is my heart’s joy.
In the mean time why don’t we take a trip to warmer times — back to August 2011 — and remember some of the posts I created while under the spell of the sun and trail. My favorite post of that month was my tale of a lost lunch on the path up Cherry Hill. It was a warning tale told in a vulnerable time.
Some of my highlights from that month include timely topics for those of us concerned with added pounds during well, the last quarter of the year (you were only bad in December? Amateur!). I explore the myth of portion size in two posts that month, entitled Big Girl Bites and The Reality of Portion Size. What a wake up call for us all, it really is smaller than you think.
I also look at the why as well as the what. Why do some of us eat more than others: could it be emotional eating that is behind our binges (my biggest secret)? One final point to consider, Is It Hunger or Thirst? A good question to ask oneself, as these two feelings can get confused.
Well, that was part of last summer. Carry it with you this week, I think you will need it. I certainly do.