Achilles Blog 62 – 15.11.14. Motion is….healing Lotion

I don’t stand on the golf ball any more (… instead I stand on one leg while putting my make-up on (good thing no mascara involved). This should help proprioception (see blog 46 – The pull on my heel is still causing a little anxiety, and if it persists, it will be back to the consultant…in the meantime, I’m struggling to stay focused. The mass of exercises (heel/calf raises, ankle massage, foot massage, toe exercises, stretchy-band foot exercises plus gym workout and yoga/pilates stretches) is getting to me. I’m slacking. I want to give up and just be normal. Just want to do all the stuff I normally do AND NOT THINK ABOUT MY LEG. Leg won’t let me. It won’t let go.

After my stint at the British Museum, I dropped into the guys at the Vivobarefoot shop (see more here: in Covent Garden and told them what had happened to my tendon. James and all the staff at Vivobarefoot are religious about feet (see pic)….and James confirmed what I already knew…..just walk he said. Put your Vivobarefoot shoes on and go walk on the pavements as much as possible. I knew it. My body is just not the kind that goes well with vehicular transport… but when the weather starts to turn, it’s easy to default to the car. Actually, I just default to the car, full stop. That is NOT what my body wants. Legs are purpose-designed for walking….’Motion is lotion’, as the Vivobarefoot staff say; it’s the salve that oils the joints and strengthens the muscles…use it or lose it. Get off thy butt and walk. Message received James.

There’s a lot of enthusiasm for the up-coming Christmas play and there is no question that if I have the choice between mucking about making something out of nothing and doing some proper work, mucking about wins hands down
(see pic of Wise Men’s gifts and ‘before’ pic in blog 61 – My aim when doing this kind of thing, is that it should be easy, cost next to nothing and use stuff/materials I’ve already got or can get out of the re-cycling bin. When I told them what it was for, the Wise Men’s ‘gold’ chest was donated by 2 lovely Sainsbury’s staff; and the Frankincense bottle was reduced in price (unasked) from £10 to £5 by a flea market stall-holder. While I’ve undoubtedly inherited my mom’s don’t ask/don’t get attitude to haggling… there are some lovely, generous people around. So baby Jesus will have a stash of gold…. and all the necessary healing lotions….


Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh Vivobarefoot (2)


About aintwegotitmade

Who am I?.......well, I'm getting to that age where I have to think about that before I answer... My name is J, I'm married, and my husband and I live in the great city of London. I started this blog as an update to family and friends when I completely ruptured my Achilles tendon a few years ago (see The first post). I am so fortunate in every possible way...and in all honesty, I'm just using this blog to remind myself... Why is it called Ain't we got it made?: this is a line from one of my favourite songs (Sing Baby Sing - Have I got it made? Well - I've got a roof over my head, running water right into my house, a fully-stocked supermarket round the corner, free and readily available healthcare; and I live with my lovely husband in a great city, in a beautiful country, where I feel safe and secure.... I rest my case. Fact or opinion: I am not an expert on anything… but I can confirm that everything in this blog is either fact or opinion. I hope to post regularly, mostly about things I find uplifting, positive, amusing, optimistic, important..or perhaps just about regular daily life...but I won't bother you too much. Thanks for stopping by... jx
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