OK I Have the Pain, Where is the Gain???

When I woke in the wee hours of the morning because my bladder insisted on it, I came to the quick and certain conclusion that I knew what a nail feels like (if a nail had feelings) after it has been pounded into a piece of hard wood. From my waist to my toes everything hurt. That burning fiery hurt that makes you wish you could be anywhere else but in your body. Oiy, all this fun from walking. All this joy and bliss from trying to get fit. ACK!! I am better once I get moving and get things loosened up but until that happens I am not a happy bunny. I do not know what it is, if its all from the walking, old age, arthritis, a symptom of something else, fibro mialga??? ( how ever its spelled) I do not know. What I do know is I want it to stop. I want it to go away. I want to move pain free. Oh yes, pity party.....table for one. Blech!!

Moving on from the sniveling portion of this blog to the Scarlette O'Hara portion. This is where I raise my fist to the sky and declare that as God is my witness I will not stop. I have to keep reminding myself that while I have pain, I have improved. I am building stamina. I have increased the walking from 3 trips round the track to 14 now. See there is progress. I state this more for myself than for anyone who may happen to read this. If I don't keep telling myself this I will curl up in a corner with a gallon of ice cream and snivel for the rest of the month.

In my hot pursuit of getting some of this tonnage off of me poor old bones, and in getting more mobile, I also have Ireland looming in the future. I need to keep myself moving for that if nothing else. Ok, I am done with this. I needed to get it out because its getting to me. The pain in my lower limbs combined with hot flashes that are grown in frequency and duration and HEAT!! Makes a girl glad to be alive!! I find I am getting frustrated and I needed to do a little venting.

Speaking of Ireland, we not only have the tickets purchased, we booked a bed and breakfast in Belfast for the first two nights of our stay. PROGRESS!! Sweet!!. The Banker and I had an Ireland planning session last night at her house. Its a dream come true!! I get all giddy at the thought of it.

Not much else new on the home front. At least not much that I can think of now. I think I just needed to vent a little. Play the Oh Poor Pitiful me card. I think I will go and watch some TV then get to bed early.

Toodles,

Linda