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  • DaithiMeyer
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    Saturday's 'game' ended and I'd seen "the gang" to their cars.
    Time to go up that flight of stairs to our 'apartment'.
    It was maybe 10PM, but I'd had a lot of caffeine to fight off the 'drowsies' ... and there was that flight of stairs.
    I did try to step in so my toes were near the risers, but ... not so good.
    I had to stop after a bit to re-arrange my feet - that last 'step' had just barely placed the balls of my foot on the step!
    Have you ever even tried to climb stairs on just your toes? Now there is an exercise!
    Stronger concentration, from there on up. Hardly 'optimal', good enough.

    Just noticed cat-fur on my keyboard. The 'new' cat is always worried about me as I'm walking about: will I fall/step/trip on him? His previous owner/servent moved into a 'retirement' home that would not allow pets so this jumbo feline needed to find new owners/servents to see to his needs. My wife, her he trusts. Me? I'm just that 'drunken' bumbler who sometimes feeds him.

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  • DaithiMeyer
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    Stairs

    Some of you may remember my previous deal with stairs.
    Going down, I'd push back against the gravity - taking it slow as seemed reasonable.
    Going up, man ... as fast as possible. Close to running.
    PD has changed it all down the line.
    Going down, the more dangerous direction, becomes a bit safer. My shorter strides place my heels all the way back against the risers.
    Up, which used to be as hard as I could make it, got harder - in a different way. Those shorter strides ... only my toes generally land on the step.
    This puts a lot of stress, a lot of strain, on my calves. In order to reduce said strain, I need to slow my pace - far from my previous method.
    So I'm busy working on stretching my strides and speeding my pace.

    I used to run up multiple flights of stairs just to take advantage of the gravity. Now I need to concentrate fully, just to Walk. Up. One. Flight!
    Did I get the right emoji to indicate my rage and frustration?

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  • TopNotch
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    Well done for persisting.

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  • CaptainCanuck
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    This is inspiring, thanks for including us.

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  • DaithiMeyer
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    I started today off with Level 1 (three Sets) of the Walk It Off workout.
    About as easy as it can get.
    I had tried the 30-Minute Walk workout and ... that wasn't going to work. Legs got wonky during the second minute of 'walking'.
    Then, yesterday, I tried the Walker workout. Legs good right up to the last 20 steps of the third Set.
    Hoped I'd get further with the Walk It Off workout.
    Didn't.
    The fifth set of 10 steps on both the second and third Sets started badly. It took me several preliminary "steps" before I felt I could start counting.
    It took some concentration to get my legs moving as they must for acceptable "March Steps".
    Eventually DID so, yay me, but the frustration was there.
    Will. Not. Accept. These. Limits.

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  • DaithiMeyer
    started a topic ... because I MUST

    ... because I MUST

    I said I might, and here I am!
    Telling a bunch of wonderful 'strangers' about my experiences with Parkinson's Disease ... "PD".
    Because they have encouraged me to 'share', because sharing may (may) keep me honest in following my goals.
    What goals, you may ask?
    Well, to start with - re-start with? - getting back into a semi-regular program of "exercise".
    When I was stung with the diagnosis of "PD", my first impulse was to do a bit of minor 'research'. Then, got a bit depressed.
    You know the bit - Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, and Acceptance.
    Except they don't always come in that order and they often over-lap.
    Denial ... I'm pretty much past this one.
    Anger ... not even close to past this one. But it no longer rules my life.
    Bargaining ... got past this one quickly. Straight on to ...
    Depression. Working on this one. This 'diary' is part of that effort.
    Acceptance? The heck, you say! Oh, I accept that it is a part of my life. But I stubbornly refuse to accept that it gets to dictate the terms of my life.
    Even as I shuffle during my mile-long walks.
    Trying to figure ways to limit said shuffle. Extend my strides. Not look like an old drunk, staggering home.
    Drinking and laughing can be hard. Can lead to 'choking'. Damned scary/embarrassing such episodes can be, too.
    But!
    That isn't really what I hope to discuss, here.
    I hope to form some goals as to how DareBee can help, and my efforts to get it done.
    So ... I'll close this post, tell you all about it, then post about what happened today (Walk It Off ).
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