My foot is doing great, thanks for (NOT) asking.
Lookit. You can barely see the scar (thanks to blurry photography):
Just a little swelling:
And no more—PRUDENCE!
Anyway, after three long months, my foot is healed and ready for weight-bearing exercise.
Way back in January, during my surgery consult, my only concern was how soon I could get back to my exercise regime. My foot doctor said, “Well, maybe after two months you can ride the bike.”
What the . . . Ride the bike? Two months? THE BIKE??? I was shocked. I thought it would be, like, 2 weeks. Plus, I don’t ride the bike. I do HARD exercise. I rock out on the elliptical. I stomp my feet and shake my butt in Zumba. I freaking WALK!
But for two months, I couldn’t do anything that involved my feet. After that, for at least a month, I could only ride the bike.
The recumbent bike.
I thought the bike would suck. You’re sitting on your butt! How many calories can you possibly work off? And there’s no upper-body movement. Why not just stick me in a wheelchair and tell me to feel the burn?
But as soon as my two months were up, I was ready. I would ride the bike and be a good sport about it.
I found the row of bikes, and all but one were occupied. By old men. Really old men, pedaling very slowly. One of them had a cast on his leg. Was this rehab or the Y? I would show these old men a thing or two. Outta my way. JD is gonna ride the damn bike.
I took my seat and popped on my headphones. Ah . . . movement! Two months of only Pilates and weights had gotten a little boring. Maybe the bike was a stupid baby-ass workout, but at least I could MOVE! And there was certainly no reason to hold onto the handlebars like some old man. I don’t care what my heart rate is. I started pumping my arms. And . . . yes, I can twist from side to side too. And flick my mighty ponytail! And rock back and forth . . .
I LOVE THE BIKE!
The month passed quickly, and now I’m ready for my regular workouts. But for one month, I burned some calories, shaved a few inches off my hips, and finally figured out how to set the program to “Manual.” Most important, I showed up a bunch of old men. Yes, people, I rode the bike.
And I rode it hard.