Our Covid episode is over, with Tuk
and I ending our self-quarantines. And her
parents did not catch it from us, so things are back to normal. Tuk has been going in to work most days
again.
I am slowly working my way back to strength
after over ten days of being couch-bound.
Before getting Covid, I had been walking regularly, and, because I was
using my THC workout regimen, I was relying on my cane less and less each time
out walking. I had been lifting
dumbbells too, but that also came to a halt when I tested positive – my reasoning
being that I needed rest more than anything.
Getting started again with an exercise program after a lapse is
frustrating and painful.
The THC-regimen is the surest way
to get me on my feet again and out the door.
Micro-dosing on just a few tokes of robust Cannabis sativa gets me immediately
high, and makes me want to move. I
launch into the few Tai Chi forms I remember from decades ago, and it starts to
loosen me up and get the breath moving. I
then add to this with light warm-up calisthenics bends and stretches, routines
learned from Kempo and from USMC boot camp PT warm-ups – from over half a
century ago.
The cannabis, by itself, does not
stop my pain. It actually makes me
acutely aware of all the areas of my body that are painful, tight and weak, so
then I can carefully and mindfully move to stretch and work those muscles and
joints without causing further injuries. Strong C. sativa has a profound physical
effect on me that way – it makes me move.
A morning micro-dose, and the movement routines it inspires, will find
me at the end of the day with very little pain at all.
My program of exercise re-start is
pathetically feeble right now, after my Covid lockdown and also from my back
injury and the debilitating hip pain that has plagued me for the last half-year. My longest marching routes in the
neighborhood have been abandoned a long time ago, and I have been focusing on
my short 3km loop by the river.
This morning, after two tokes of
sativa, I did this loop while leaving my cane at home – for the first time in
recent memory. There were many moments
on my march where the pain in my hip and leg flared up, so I immediately
adjusted my pace and posture, experimenting with the use of alternative muscle
combinations and strides. Thus, finding
comfortable movement again, I would find myself marching along at a fairly
respectable rate. I am not yet at the
level of walking I was at a year ago, but I am slowly gaining back strength.
The herb is wonderfully therapeutic
for me. Just the medicine I needed.
-Zenwind.
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