Fitness

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if you belong to the Paisley Rugby Football Club you will be astounded that I am going near this topic.Well, so am I. I want to suggest to you today that there are many forms fitness can take. When  they first diagnosed my kidney failure and took me off the diabetic medication I have used for twenty some years  I tried to get mentally fit.Any real athlete will tell you the match begins between your ears. You can literally lose the race in your own mind.
I learned to walk again, yes i used a zimmer and then graduated to two  sticks, but i learned. Physio types taught me to sit up and roll over in bed. It almost sounds like i had a stroke doesn't it?
The other women in my room were of a certain age and just wanted to sit in their chair. Not me, when they refused treatment i would beg for their session as well. I knew walking would be one of my criteria for ever going home. You may think i am a nice person, but learning to go up the stair(yes THE stair), i swore like a trooper mostly at myself and the poor physio trying to help me. I do not know if you ever experienced this, but for a time i could not lift my feet from the floor. To this day Jim has to put my shoes on or i am trapped at home.SO many people were a part of my recovery so far.
I could not read well as my eyes were playing tricks, so Jim brought me in talking books and Wilma loaned me a million movies. Many brought flowers and others just sat and visited me a while, and to them i thank them for their patience.
Jackie J, the worlds greatest nurse, didn't work at my particular hospitals, but she stood tall (and damnably firm) whenever i wanted to cut and run. The one thing I will never forget was the look on Marks face when i could actually walk up to him when he visited me. A magic moment.He is a teenager and therefor knows everything, but he is a loyal and good friend and when we bicker i think it is because we are twin sons of other mothers.
If Mark loves you, all is well. He is a good judge of character because he doesn't judge.By God he questions, but he doesn't judge.
My I do wander. Anyhoo for obvious reasons the old man has sat on me about a year now, cause i overdo around the house and then cripple myself. It is so hard though, all my friends play rugby and cross train with kettle-balls and running and martial arts. My discipline is to sit down between every task i try to do.
Rowena runs and is doing a "race for life" with her daughter., plus most of the people work full time , keep a house and raise kids. I walked the sports mile last year and it took almost an hour to do the four minute mile.
Are any of you out there reading this trained in Physical Education? I need a slow ease back into basic fitness. I will never play rugby, but I will not spend the allotted time left sitting on my chair. I will consider anything-i even tried walking in the swimming pool, it would be less stressful I assumed. Sadly that is boring for whomever is my buddy for the day as I cant jump and dive and splash like when I was a tadpole. Awwww the Yerdon pool of my youth, what a blessing.
Anyhoo please feel free to comment if you have any suggestions. It must be low impact as I am less than a beginner now. Maybe a kindergarten fitness for  adults. Well at least that made me smile.
Go mighty men of Paisley.You constantly inspire me to keep trying to achieve your excellence. Throw a kettle ball for me.If Sophie can do it, I will learn how one day.
God bless.