– the logistical hell of last week,
– seriously overdoing my training,
– and a phenomenally complicated iteration of the well-worn drive North…
Well, I arrived at my NoCal home at 9 Monday night, and am only just coherent enough to post.
I’m taking both the resting and activity seriously. This is the great juggling act of being a Type A (-ish) with CRPS: taking rest seriously without going too far into it, and taking activity seriously without getting too far into it.
“Pacing” is the term, but when it consists of sitting down for 20 minutes after a leisurely 15 minute walk, it’s hard to give it such a dense-sounding word.
But I am learning.
Pardon the shouting up ahead. Sometimes it’s the most apt way to express a thought. And with that said, let me be perfectly clear:
NO MORE OVERDOING. This desperately slow recovery is NOT BLOODY NORMAL and I can’t afford many more like this. I’m NOT GOING TO LET CRPS OUTSMART ME.
Even though I can be reeeeeally thick at times.