It’s been raining outside. The summer has been lovely and long but I like my seasons and slowly, slowly the leaves are turning (see pics of local cherry tree under one of the council’s new… and much better…street lamps, plus lovely autumn sunset).
The re-growth of my wasted calf muscle is pains-takingly slow. Feels like it will never grow back. You can most obviously see the difference when my legs are resting on a sofa or bed. I need to be so patient and put the work in…do the physio… (though I’m not at all sure I’m doing everything correctly). Yay! I have inspired Karen the gym manager to resume work on her achilles tendon – she ruptured it 2 years ago and still can only raise the injured leg about 1cm. She is suffering hip problems as a result. When I prick my finger to do a home blood-test for diabetes… the ‘wound’ heals up almost instantly… my body automatically and immediately works towards getting better….it’s absolutely designed that way. Only I can get in the way of it being its best. Even my surgeon admitted that all he does is sew the ends together. I guess that achilles tendon recovery is slow for a reason…i don’t know what the reason is, but I can’t rush it. Slowly, slowly moving in exactly the right direction.
This weekend my fabulous mother put on a feast for a family gathering of around 25, in her 1 bed flat (!). This is feat I cannot match, and this lady is 87. While there, I talked to physical trainer and nephew Mark about my leg and discovered he is an expert in bio-mechanics… he is going to teach me to re-align my body correctly…and since it wasn’t well aligned before the injury I really am thinking that I could come out of this with a better body than I had before!!! Watch this beautiful time-lapse video http://vimeo.com/98276732 … I’m picturing a time-lapse of my leg to the beautiful end result….to it being what it wants to be…stronger, stronger….on tip-toe… slowly, slowly… into a stunning balletic leap!