Got to the gym this afternoon for the first time since I was hospitalised last year. Quite surprised to find I could manage 40 minutes on my machine of choice (one with pedals, so not exactly a treadmill, despite the heading above) without undue strain. Couldn't help but think of how difficult it had been to walk a single round of the hospital ward when I was first out of the ICU - and that with Noi at my side in case I fell over. So quite some progress there.
I was intending to get back to real exercise gently, just a couple of sessions a week at first, but if there are no obvious ill-effects on this old body of mine on the morrow I might just try and get back to my previous routine. Funnily enough by the end of today's session I'd got back a feeling of familiarity suggestive of routine whereas on arrival at the gym everything seemed that little bit novel. It's good to sense an adjustment of sorts has been made.
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