The holiday was much more fun this year, too. I could run in and out of the waves, and propel myself through the water with a frog kick, too painful to do last year. I could walk for miles and miles sightseeing, without soreness, and even tried a bit of surfing.
Back at home, I'm strengthening and stretching my hips by teaching a Radical Ballet class, and enjoying taking a contemporary class. I can jump again, which is a wonderful feeling. I'm loving taking our new puppy on long walks in the woods. I can get up and down from the floor with ease, am back to teaching yoga, and practicing acroyoga. I'm dancing contact improv, though being a bit cautious when I have an exhuberant partner.
In short, I can feel the pain and limited range of motion I was suffering before surgery becoming a distant memory. I'm doing my best to continue appreciating the physicality I used to take for granted. It is so wonderful to be moving again, to be doing the things I love, to be riding my bike, dancing and doing yoga.
“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”
― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations