March 22 to 27

I'm not dying literally, but I'm dying literally.

I saw the National Championships over the weekend in St Catherines, Ontario ... it's about an hour's drive from where I live, and I had a bunch of guys I really wanted to just catch up with and make sure they were ok and the like ... and I just couldn't go.

It was the same thing all the time, man. I usually take a few hours to mark, didn't happen. I tried to write every day. Nope. I tried to get up early and get my son out of the house. Nope. Kettlebell workouts or walks at a reasonable time, nope. eLearning, not really.

Just no after no after no after no. Things just kept getting clouded.

I did get more than a few walks in the pool with my wife; it was the only thing that I got to do was walk.

Shame, really.

Need to make sure my stuff gets done in addition to all the other stuff I need to get done.

tl:dr

Walks.

March 15 to 21

I'm being overwhelmed y a number of different factors at this moment in time.

seems I just can't keep my head above it all, to be frank.

At least I'm getting some training in, but nothing that would hurt my recovery.

I did get two kettlebell workouts done in addition to a 20-minute session on the elliptical during this time period.

I've also hit every weekday with a walk outside or in the pool at my fitness club.

I have to leave this post at this, as I'm late for a meeting.

Man, I hope this does go better for me than this blogging at the moment...

I'll just write "something inspirational" here

March 1 to March 14

Nothing too exciting.

Actually, nothing exciting happened. Seriously.

Nothing.

I went back to work, perhaps a little early, but I was getting antsy staying at home. I went back to work and didn't do anything nearly resembling lifting anything heavier than 5 pounds.

I did start back into the water, walking once or twice a week. Ok, maybe three times a week. Lots of walking, though.

I did meet with the surgeon on March 13th and she gave me the go-ahead to start training again, as long as I kept my brains about me. I was pretty happy about that.

So ... woo!

Monday and Tuesday Feb 28

Man, I made it through my first two days back to work without too many hitches ... at work.

My home life, well, not so much.

I did get back to walking in the water at my local gym, though. Monday was a bit of a shocker in that I found a guy naked in the change room hot tub, chatting on his phone. Taken separately, I wouldn't care. Talk all you want on your phone. Be naked in the change room. Don't do both together.

Talk about scary, especially with all the idiots out there, taking pictures of naked people in changerooms.

In any case, I went and spoke to the staff on duty, went home and took notes for myself. I'll check up with the manager sometime this week.

Tuesday was the same. People messing with me at my house, but work was awesomely boring. I love boring. Boring works for me. Uneventful. Fluid. Graceful, but not overly meteoric. Just plain well done and good. I did do some stretching in the pool - some floating cross knee to elbow, nice and slow, just to see if anything didn't like doing that. Nothing did.

Water walking and soaking in the hot tub was also just nice and boring. Yes, I showered for about 15 seconds, and then ran away to the parking lot and home. Just did not need that level of stress around me.

At least everything in my stomach is healing nicely as well. I think I'm ready for training to recommence in about a week. I do have a follow-up appointment set up for next week. I'm hoping that meeting is equally as boring.

Fri, Sat and Sunday Feb 26

Friday was the last day off of work. I spent in standing and walking. I almost got caught up on work, on assignments and on cleaning my house. Well, maybe not cleaning my house.

I did get a walk in, though. And I was pretty happy about that.

Saturday I got up and did a bit of stretching and got my walk in early, as I knew it was going to be lousy out later on in the day. Glad to have that out of the way.

Sunday, same thing. Got walking early and planned out my week, almost.