Stir Freakin Crazy

As of tomorrow I will be 3 weeks post surgery and I'm going crazy. I know that patience is a virtue that I need to work on and maybe this is God's way of helping work on it, but I'm not sure I'm going to pass this test.

3 more weeks until I get to put my foot down. I'm watching my upper thigh atrophy and I haven't broken a real sweat in 2 months. I know it's only temporary, but I can't wait until this is behind me. I think the physical therapist said that I get to start soft pedaling a bike next week. If that is the case, I am going to type a huge "Yahoo!" when that happens. I have my bike on the trainer in the garage and the minute that I can start using it, I will. I'll never take working out for granted again.

Yesterday, I worked out in the garage. I did 3 sets of bench press and some crunches. Since, I haven't done any working out in the last couple of weeks, I stopped there knowing that I'd be sore. I was right. Sure enough, I woke up this morning hurting. That would normally be ok, but now that I am using my arms to walk around on crutches, it just plain stinks. And the best part, tomorrow should be more sore. I am considering working out tomorrow night again, but can't figure out which body part won't be too bothered by the crutches.