I had my first visit with the physical therapist. His name is Remco and comes highly recommended. The paperworked asked, ” What do you hope to achieve from physical therapy?”. I wrote, “Climb Kilimanjaro in June and run a marathon this fall”. After reviewing the paperwork he asked, “Are you joking about Kilimanjaro?”. Maybe I just dream big or perhaps I’ve just been wanting it so badly for so long that I’ve forgotten how extradordinary it is to fly to Africa and climb it’s tallest mountain but I find it kind of strange that people seem so shocked by my goal. It seems perfectly reasonable to me. I digress…
Remco analyzed my leg from every imaginable angle and had me do a billion and one things which seemed silly but I suppose it gave him valuable data about my knee. His conclusion: It’s my IT band. *smh* Scroll back to December and see what I thought it was. I said IT band. I won’t bore you with the details but he seems to think that my knee isn’t tracking the way it should which puts strain on the IT band and is causing issues. I have to see him 2x a week and do some home exercises.
In other news, I’ve been limiting carbs. I am a carb junkie. Seriously, I am the Nancy (ie. Sid and Nancy) of carbs. It’s terrible! I’ve been trying to up my protein and I’ve lost 4 pounds since Valentine’s Day. Yah! I also bought some whey protein and I’m taking that now. I have difficulty meeting my protein goal so hopefully this will help. I like the way it tastes so it shouldn’t be a problem! Speaking of weight, the other day someone asked me if I have an eating disorder. I think it’s strange that in the United States where everyone and their mother is borderline obese or just obese, people get hysterical if you’re body conscious and want to stay thin. Really, think about this: If I say I need to lose 10 pounds, people get worked up and demand to know what is wrong with me and question my mental well being yet, no one EVER does that when I’m jamming Krispy Kreme’s and Dr. Pepper down my throat. NO ONE has EVER stopped me and said, “Rhonda, I’m really concerned by the vast quantities of “Chicken in a Biscuit” you’re eating every day and I think you might have an eating disorder.” Yet, if I say, “Hey, I notice I’m looking less lean and little more pudgy and I want to convert fat into muscle and drop a few lbs”, I suddenly have body dysmorphia, an eating disorder, and probably some sort of self esteem issues. Ridiculous! No, the reality is this people: The key to not being fat is to constantly keep your weight and health in check by exercising, eating well,and NOT allowing yourself to reach obesity before you do something about it. I hate to sound harsh but truly, I’m sick of people questioning me. Is our society really that lopsided that it sees “skinny” as a problem but gives obesity (and it’s little sister Chunky) a pass….or are these people just haters? I dunno…..
Annnnnnnywaaaaaaaay, I’m almost at the three month mark. I have most of my gear. The only think I really need at this point is: bag liner, another pair of pants(convertible), a duffel bag, and some Nuun. Hakuna Matata, no worries.