Coming Back... from the Semi-Dead

Greetings,

I have been feeling like garbage of late, and every time I go and see a doctor, they seem to have either "situation not changed" or bad news to tell me. Needless to say I have been going through a bit of a bout of depression and it has been affecting things, well, a lot really. I had been finding convenient excuses not to do things, or putting things off, or just not doing things at all. So I had been coasting, doing only what I really needed to survive. In my books this is being semi-dead.

Yesterday I got back on the treadmill after an absence from it for about five months. So I decided a casual stroll would do the trick to warm things up again. So I did 20 minutes at 4.5 kph, this results in 1.49 kilometers or thereabouts. Sorry about the metric measurements, its what I mostly use. This is about where I like to start with the exercise thing. That was it.

The plan is that any night that I am at home, 6pm will roll around and my alarm on my phone will go off and I will go and get on the treadmill again. This is to get some of my long-lost endurance back again and also some fitness in my legs as well. Needless to say, as I progress the time and speed will increase, more than likely it will be the speed that increases first.

Sounds simple right, yes, it is. That is the point. You have to start simple and then work up to things. At some point in time I am hoping to advance things to a stage where I can even do the treadmill on nights when I have training and not have the threat of being too stuffed to teach of train. More to the point I started, and that is the bigger thing.

I had not started because sometime in the next year I am going to get my knee operated on which is going to put me out for some weeks at least. Next there was a threat that I might have a brain tumour, turned out to be a false alarm, YAY! My neck is still a mess so off to a neurosurgeon I go to see what can happen about that, or at least a referral will get written and I will go on a waiting list. You get the idea, things just kept piling up higher and higher (this is just the short version by the way).

Only way out of this one was to stand up and decide it was not going to run it all for me. Yes, I will end up off my feet for a while, but until then I can get back doing things and the fitness will help my recovery. Sure my neck is going to be irritating, but there are ways for coping with that. It was simply time I got off my butt and did something that I could do about it all, not wait until some medical professional said I could. There will be more training ahead for me, and more fencing too, because I can do it.

So, what can you do?

Cheers,

Henry.