Sheesh …
Today was a powerful kick in the rear end about what a number surgery and the recovery therefrom can do to you, and I hated it! I’d planned to clean out the veggie garden (normally about a 2-day job, but the above prevented me from planting much to start with), stake up the wisteria that blew half-way over in the heavy winds we got from Ernesto, and move 3 of the big tomato cages around my blueberry plants to protect them from the rabbits that’ve moved in.
The last item was the only one I actually completed. That area and maybe a third of the garden got done, and even that required a ridiculous number of breaks. I’ll grant you that the temp was in the low 90s, which gives me problems at the best of times, but even so, I’m not at all happy with my performance … or rather, lack thereof.
I’m not terribly enthused about the idea, but it looks like I really ought to start strength training. Weights — yuck! But I hate being this horribly out of shape, too, so it looks like I’m going to be stuck with it. At least it has the advantage of being done inside, which is pretty important with winter rapidly approaching. (Note that it’s not the work that bugs me, it’s that exercise programs are so deadly boring! Want me to dig a pond, for example, or dig up and plant a garden? No problem. [Well, didn’t used to be.] Want me to do some sort of repetitive exercise program with no immediate accomplishment o be seen? Big problem. But I don’t seem to have a choice, so I’m trying to find one that’s not too awful.)
And it has to be a program that doesn’t take a lot of space-grabbing equipment, because we simply don’t have that kind of room.
UPDATE: Okay, I’ve tried the exercise set in Dr. Miriam Nelson’s Strong Women Stay Young (yeah, I went to the library today, and I could improvise the necessities from stuff here at home). Seems like it may be doable, though I’d like to use a couple of the optional ones in addition to the basic program, things to work on the abdomen. There’s a bit of a problem with that, though; the abdominal things require getting down on the floor, and the dogs are of the firm opinion that human-on-floor equates to PLAYTIME! Have to work out some way around that.
