Its been a year of a lot of change - too much for a quick before-work post - so today will be about today, and I'll catch up later.
Today was my first day back at the gym in 7 weeks. I had a laparoscopic bilateral salpingo-oophorectomy on October 1, because I was diagnosed with Lynch Syndrome a few months earlier, and since there are no reliable tests for ovarian and uterine cancers, which my genetics predispose me to, I got everything taken out. The whole process was much easier than expected, other than a few hours of discomfort in the recovery room, I felt surprisingly good. Uncharacteristically, I listened to my doctor and didn't go jumping back into my normal level of activity once I felt good. I waited the full, proscribed 6 weeks (and more since my dr. was on vacation week 6 and I couldn't get my all-clear appointment until yesterday) to start hard workouts and weight lifting. And since I don't belong to a regular gym anymore I was limited to running outside and minibands. Which I was not great about.
I learned or reconfirmed that I'm best when exercise is an appointment that I go somewhere to do. I do not push myself enough when I'm just running outside. I'm also really dependent on my usual level of exercise for weight control. I gained 6-8 pounds during recovery. I do not look or feel my best.
Mostly I felt disconnected from my physical self. I love what my body can do. I love being strong and pushing myself and I really missed that.
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