Like riding a bike
The last time I rode a bike was ten years ago when my brother and I participated in an adventure race. (Yeah, I rode it a couple of times after that, but it was during the race that I rode it the most. I didn’t ride again after that summer.) So I was feeling a little nervous when I climbed on my new bicycle.
A couple of weeks ago, I ran the Lincoln Half Marathon in Nebraska. While I finished strong and felt great doing it, I woke up that night with a very sharp pain in my right heel. All signs pointed to a stress fracture, but there is not much that can be done other than rest it. While I’ve been able to walk better (it was touch and go for a couple of days), I’ve been wanting to get out and jog/run to get ready for the next race.
The pain in the heel came back, so I’ve decided to stay off of it from running/jogging for a while. Since I don’t want to stop completely, I went out and bought a bicycle. It’s not an expensive bike, or a cheap bike. It’s right in between and quite nice. It’s a hybrid bike (somewhere between a mountain bike and a road bike), and it’s very comfortable… At least, it should comfortable once I ride it long enough.
After being off a bike for so long, it was a little awkward at first. My sense of balance had to adjust. All the right messages had to be sent up and down my body, coordinating what I was doing. For example, did you know that you have to turn slightly to one side before you can turn to the other on a bicycle?
And did you know that we really don’t know how exactly bikes stay upright?
Yeah, it’s weird, and anyone who has ever successfully ridden a bike has experienced these effects… Unless you’ve been riding a backwards bike:
So I hope to get on and get around with the bike for a few days a week. But I’ve got to tell you, this new time on the bike felt a lot like the first time. But that’s for another blog post at a later time.
I just thought of an amusing notion; me and a bicycle.
These days, I’m actually having occasional problems properly operating my legs. Complete with spasms that twist my ankle and lower leg around to the point where I wonder that my tibia doesn’t fracture.
I think I need to talk with doctor about getting an MRI. I suspect L4-L5 finally let go…
Oh, geez… But how’s the blood pressure, thyroid, and all that other stuff?
BP’s great, now down to 50 mg of metoprolol, from previously taking 350 mg per day.
Thyroid meds are being tapered back significantly, as that’s responding.
My endocrinologist and I have been openly wondering if I’ve been hyperthyroid since I was 30, when I first became hypertensive. Moot point, just a point of wondering.
My wife is starting to acquire glycemic control, courtesy of an ultra-long lasting insulin. Now, if only I could get her to eat properly…
See? There’s always a silver lining.
Bike riding is how dear hubby kept the diabetes away. The doctor did not like the numbers, so hubby got more serious about riding.
It’s how I hope to keep the bad element away, as well. All my blood tests have been normal, and my blood pressure was 110/60. But, still, I’m hauling around too much Ren.
Yep, it crept up on him. So he had get rid of some weight. As we push sixty we have found we can get by with much less food. We often now share entrees at restaurants.