Saturday, July 28, 2012
walking.
Day #1. Everyone needs to start somewhere. For me, today is that day. I know that we have all had our series of "day #1's" followed by a relapse into the abyss that we originally came from.....but hopefully with this blog and my support group of positive, inspirational friends, this Day #1 won't have to be repeated in roughly 6 months.
With that being said....
I started out today with a long walk. For me, I "walk" all day at work....but walking up and down the hills of Btown is quite different from selling the clothing and shoes that people typically wear while they themselves do these things. I noticed that once I get to the top of the "hill", life takes a pleasant spin. It is quite the journey for me to get up this hill, and normally by the top (which isnt really that far...) my legs are already cursing me. Which I am now taking as their sign of rebellion, and I am telling them to SHHHHHH!
Once my new morning hill walk routine was finished, I had the amazing idea to (why not!!) venture downtown (walking of course) to the Burlington Farmers Market with my lovely and highly motivating (even though she doesn't know it) best friend, Angie. I understand that "normal" people walk around Btown often and without problem, however for me, and my rebelling legs, this turned into quite a feat, I however, walked on, and what once could have been quite the negative and grueling experience, turned into quite the day maker.
Upon returning from my glorious outing, and of course purchasing SO many local and delicious looking veggies, bread and cheese for tonight's dinner, my legs literally cried when I embarked on the journey up the 3 flights of stairs to my humble abode. Ahhhh the joys. They can now rest.
Day #1 lesson/idea/inspiration:
I have learned that, and just today on my first day, that it seems people take walking for granted! What a novel idea. Walking. But for me, that simple word holds so much anxiety.
Upon returning from my glorious outing, and of course purchasing SO much local and delicious looking veggies, bread and cheese for tonights dinner, my legs literally cried when I embarked on the journey up the 3 flights of stairs to my humble abode. Ahhhh the joys. They can now rest.
Day #1. Success.
With that being said....
I started out today with a long walk. For me, I "walk" all day at work....but walking up and down the hills of Btown is quite different from selling the clothing and shoes that people typically wear while they themselves do these things. I noticed that once I get to the top of the "hill", life takes a pleasant spin. It is quite the journey for me to get up this hill, and normally by the top (which isnt really that far...) my legs are already cursing me. Which I am now taking as their sign of rebellion, and I am telling them to SHHHHHH!
Once my new morning hill walk routine was finished, I had the amazing idea to (why not!!) venture downtown (walking of course) to the Burlington Farmers Market with my lovely and highly motivating (even though she doesn't know it) best friend, Angie. I understand that "normal" people walk around Btown often and without problem, however for me, and my rebelling legs, this turned into quite a feat, I however, walked on, and what once could have been quite the negative and grueling experience, turned into quite the day maker.
Upon returning from my glorious outing, and of course purchasing SO many local and delicious looking veggies, bread and cheese for tonight's dinner, my legs literally cried when I embarked on the journey up the 3 flights of stairs to my humble abode. Ahhhh the joys. They can now rest.
Day #1 lesson/idea/inspiration:
I have learned that, and just today on my first day, that it seems people take walking for granted! What a novel idea. Walking. But for me, that simple word holds so much anxiety.
Upon returning from my glorious outing, and of course purchasing SO much local and delicious looking veggies, bread and cheese for tonights dinner, my legs literally cried when I embarked on the journey up the 3 flights of stairs to my humble abode. Ahhhh the joys. They can now rest.
Day #1. Success.
Done with it.
I have lived the past 28 years (or so) "walking" around with Cerebral Palsy as many of you know. Some days I am so painfree that I can fly, other days I drown in pain so bad I can barely walk. (CP side note: Cerebral palsy is a group of disorders that can involve brain and
nervous system functions such as movement, learning, hearing, seeing,
and thinking. I am lucky enough to have very little symptoms..)
I have lived my entire mobile life in pain. Walking hurts, jogging hurts, running....slightly out of the question if i want to be able to move tomorrow...same with the dreaded Zumba...eeek! Standing hurts, moving hurts, lalala... life hurts. I have tried everything that I can possibly think of to make this pain stop, even back off for a bit : yoga...chiropractic...acupuncture...massage....stretching...breathing..Pilates...nutritionist....you get the idea.
Nothing tends to help/work for the long run. But I still do all the above in attempts that for atleast one day I can move freely.
Now don't get me wrong, I am not sad, depressed, mad, or any other negative emotion about my CP and what I have to live with...I am actually quite happy and enlightened by the chance that I get to go above my CP and learn to live with it.
I am going on a "journey" like so many others...a journey to find what really makes my body tick and how after all these years, I can come to terms with myself and learn to live life with my CP.
Please join me. Everyday will be a struggle...a battle...but in the end....I'll be just a smidge more knowledgeable and a smidge more flexible. In turn, I'll be able to do a handstand. :) Pictures to (totally) follow.
I have lived my entire mobile life in pain. Walking hurts, jogging hurts, running....slightly out of the question if i want to be able to move tomorrow...same with the dreaded Zumba...eeek! Standing hurts, moving hurts, lalala... life hurts. I have tried everything that I can possibly think of to make this pain stop, even back off for a bit : yoga...chiropractic...acupuncture...massage....stretching...breathing..Pilates...nutritionist....you get the idea.
Nothing tends to help/work for the long run. But I still do all the above in attempts that for atleast one day I can move freely.
Now don't get me wrong, I am not sad, depressed, mad, or any other negative emotion about my CP and what I have to live with...I am actually quite happy and enlightened by the chance that I get to go above my CP and learn to live with it.
I am going on a "journey" like so many others...a journey to find what really makes my body tick and how after all these years, I can come to terms with myself and learn to live life with my CP.
Please join me. Everyday will be a struggle...a battle...but in the end....I'll be just a smidge more knowledgeable and a smidge more flexible. In turn, I'll be able to do a handstand. :) Pictures to (totally) follow.
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