Okay, I think I've been very patient. Hardly whiny at all.
Mostly.
Ask my wife Suzanne. She will tell you that's one of the first signs of me feeling better.
But now that I can no longer ignore the fact that it is fall - after a full three weeks of summer here in the northwest - it's ticking me off that I can't ride my bike.
I know, I know . . . small price to pay and all that.
But my motorcycle is what keeps me sane. Honestly. Riding is a form of therapy - a zen-like state of machine melded with the forces of physics into a symphony of gravity and acceleration. Punctuated only by teen-age girls on cell phones.
It has now been a little over three months since my posterior graced the saddle, and I'm gettin' a tad twitchy.
I know that I still have a couple of weeks to go before my butt hits the seat. And as I watch the days get shorter and the temps fall, it feels like I'm in a race for those last few magical days of non-rainy riding.
In the meantime I plan to start back on my regular swim schedule. The local pool has been closed for a bit and now that it's all shiny and clean, it's time to get back to my other home - the water. I won't be back to full workouts for a while, but I know swimming will be a boon to my soul as well as my body.
But still, it's not like a few hours riding around Mt. Rainier, or hopping over Chinook pass. Twisting and turning up those hills with Suzanne in the seat behind me, stopping for lunch or a picnic beside a quiet river - that's what's required to make me feel . . . normal.
That's really all the therapy I need.
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Monday, September 12, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Buckle up kids! The fun starts now!
Wow, what an interesting couple of weeks.
First, I turned 50 on Sunday. Yes, I do accept PayPal for gifts. :)
In my family, that's kind of a milestone. Both my older sister, and my mother died at the age of 47 from cancer. Not that I'm terribly concerned about that, but it does play around in my brain from time to time.
And tomorrow I leave for my consultation appointment with the Proton Beam medical team. I'm not expecting anything out of the ordinary, but with cancer . . . you never know. Cancer is a sneaky little bugger.
We'll find out if the artificial hip is going to be a problem. As I've said, early correspondence with the Docs indicate that this is something they can work with. Also, I'll be checking out the area for housing, proximity to the Loma Linda Medical Center, and all the other fun stuff that comes with the possibility of an extended stay.
I think I've said before that if possible I'm going to push my treatment until after Labor Day. Logistically this would make more sense for me. It would give us a little more time to get our stuff in order, and would certainly help with the issues of leaving the house in the middle of the growing season. I have about an acre of land that I maintain - lawns, flowerbeds, etc. - and it requires almost constant attention. At least after Labor Day things have gone dormant or significantly slowed in their growth.
Plus, on a personal level, I did not live through two winters and a crappy summer last year to abandon the warm months to come. It seems like a waste to go to So. Cal. when the weather here is nice. That's like giving up your ice cream so you can have a banana split. I say eat your ice cream, wait a couple of hours, then eat the banana split.
We have the possibility for a good riding season coming up, and I don't want to miss it. Riding in the summer in the Pacific NW is heaven. The snow melts, the mountain passes open, and everything bursts with life. It's glorious.
Damn cancer always ruining my plans. Had I know it would be this much of a pain, I wouldn't have signed on to the program in the first place.
Anyway, I'll keep you posted. :)
David
First, I turned 50 on Sunday. Yes, I do accept PayPal for gifts. :)
In my family, that's kind of a milestone. Both my older sister, and my mother died at the age of 47 from cancer. Not that I'm terribly concerned about that, but it does play around in my brain from time to time.
And tomorrow I leave for my consultation appointment with the Proton Beam medical team. I'm not expecting anything out of the ordinary, but with cancer . . . you never know. Cancer is a sneaky little bugger.
We'll find out if the artificial hip is going to be a problem. As I've said, early correspondence with the Docs indicate that this is something they can work with. Also, I'll be checking out the area for housing, proximity to the Loma Linda Medical Center, and all the other fun stuff that comes with the possibility of an extended stay.
I think I've said before that if possible I'm going to push my treatment until after Labor Day. Logistically this would make more sense for me. It would give us a little more time to get our stuff in order, and would certainly help with the issues of leaving the house in the middle of the growing season. I have about an acre of land that I maintain - lawns, flowerbeds, etc. - and it requires almost constant attention. At least after Labor Day things have gone dormant or significantly slowed in their growth.
Plus, on a personal level, I did not live through two winters and a crappy summer last year to abandon the warm months to come. It seems like a waste to go to So. Cal. when the weather here is nice. That's like giving up your ice cream so you can have a banana split. I say eat your ice cream, wait a couple of hours, then eat the banana split.
We have the possibility for a good riding season coming up, and I don't want to miss it. Riding in the summer in the Pacific NW is heaven. The snow melts, the mountain passes open, and everything bursts with life. It's glorious.
Damn cancer always ruining my plans. Had I know it would be this much of a pain, I wouldn't have signed on to the program in the first place.
Anyway, I'll keep you posted. :)
David
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