I hate that the damage I did to my body at 385 lbs continues to plague me and will always plague me as long as I have this body. Oh well. The alternative is death. I'll take the plague. Today I refer to the damage to my left knee. I have blogged about the damage before. I will not bore you with a rehash. You can look at my post from May.
I have been very careful with my knee time yet it is still bothering me almost daily. I usually do not take any OTC or other pain meds for it because the being aware of the pain helps me not to overuse or misuse my knee. This cuts back on my exercise - even walking ~and I resent it.
Today I am taking the OTC meds just so I can walk (slowly) for an hour. I need to move. I can't sit all day. I had to refrain from my Curves workout all week. I had to stay off the treadmill. Strangely enough, staircases do not cause any problem. I wish I had a stairmaster.
As someone who often took the elevator to go up ONE floor, I never thought the words "I wish I had a stairmaster" would come out of my mouth.