I went to the gym this morning, despite intermittent shortness of breath. That seems to be largely an allergic reaction, and not as bad in Midtown as up here.
While I was doing my first weight exercise--for the calves--my right shoulder was twingeing a little, so I decided to do no upper-body stuff: lower-body and core only, and use my left hand for unloading the weight plates from the calf machine. Leg curls, hip adduction and abduction, then over to the mat for crunches and back arches.
It was a good theory. My shoulder went out, painfully, during my third set of crunches. Sitting up after them hurt. Clearly, that was the end of the workout. I made my way, cautiously, back to the locker room, swallowed 400 mg. of ibuprofen, and took a shower, pouring lots of hot water over my shoulder.
I had lunch (pad thai and jasmine tea), came home via the supermarket (today's essentials only, to minimize carrying), and lay down on the couch with a book. Julian was most helpful--for the first time since he's lived with us, he settled in on my chest to purr and be stroked. That turned into a nap, which was ended by a wrong number phone call.
I'm reading email, making tea, will put up chicken soup in a bit, and try to be careful about my shoulder, which means much less online stuff than I'd otherwise do. And will make playing with Julian tricky as well.
While I was doing my first weight exercise--for the calves--my right shoulder was twingeing a little, so I decided to do no upper-body stuff: lower-body and core only, and use my left hand for unloading the weight plates from the calf machine. Leg curls, hip adduction and abduction, then over to the mat for crunches and back arches.
It was a good theory. My shoulder went out, painfully, during my third set of crunches. Sitting up after them hurt. Clearly, that was the end of the workout. I made my way, cautiously, back to the locker room, swallowed 400 mg. of ibuprofen, and took a shower, pouring lots of hot water over my shoulder.
I had lunch (pad thai and jasmine tea), came home via the supermarket (today's essentials only, to minimize carrying), and lay down on the couch with a book. Julian was most helpful--for the first time since he's lived with us, he settled in on my chest to purr and be stroked. That turned into a nap, which was ended by a wrong number phone call.
I'm reading email, making tea, will put up chicken soup in a bit, and try to be careful about my shoulder, which means much less online stuff than I'd otherwise do. And will make playing with Julian tricky as well.