Judith Proctor's Journal

Sometimes, I hate recovering almost as much as I hate being ill.

I had flu and the after-effects of that for nearly three weeks, then a chest infection before I had a chance to get back to normal.

The net result is that I'm tired all the time and my muscles ache.  (and I've still got catarrh in my lungs and a nasty cough caused by that)

Still, at least I'm mobile again.

Now I've got to start the long hard slog to getting fit again.  I have a very strong incentive.  If I don't get fit in the next few weeks, my asthma will get worse, my knees will start to hurt and my shoulder trouble will get worse (it's playing up already).

So, gentle swim Tuesday.  Very gentle gym class Wednesday (body balance, which is basically slow stretches and balances).  Walk to Post Office Thursday.  Gentle half-hour walk on the heath today - that's left me feeling totally exhausted. 

Maybe I'll try a short walk tomorrow or another slow swim.  I need to work the shoulder muscles and I'm not yet ready to tackle my normal routine on the stepper and the rowing machine.

I'll get there, but it's going to be a slow process.