Bikram Yoga class this morning. But my donor and I went, four weeks post op. What an amazingly exciting day this has been for me!!!!!!!
Whenever I think about the knee graft donor, I always envision this young, vibrant, athletic person. Someone who can run, jump, stretch, you know, the next Kobe Bryant.
One of my dear, lovely, talented blogger buddies, Ulyana who is also a Bikram Yoga enthusiast, had an allograft six months ago on her ankle. When I read her posts right after surgery, that she was back in that 105 degree, 90 minute, kick butt yoga studio, on crutches, I was amazed, amused and incredulous. Studdette of the Year!
After four weeks of not being able to sweat with these wimpy PT exercises I'm doing, I just couldn't take it anymore. I can only put 50% max weight on the left leg, but heck, I've still got 100% on my right leg. (Yes, I'm 'all right' now) Kerry and I went to the studio, set up my crutches and walker in the back of the room and it was a-friggin-mazing how great it felt. Ah, to be able to sweat, get my heart rate up, and feel the endorphins surging through my system again.
The class was crowded, as it usually is on Saturday. One of the students had dragged her reluctant twelve year old daughter into class. The young girl kept sitting down on her mat cuz she just couldn't take the heat. Youth really is wasted on the young. It made me realize how much of our motivation in life is mental. Her twelve year old body is in perfect shape, will do anything she asks it to do, and mine? I'm very proud to say that I didn't sit down once. Motivated am I!
Okay guys, we need to come up with a name for my donor. The name Kobe Bryant is already taken. Interestingly, Kobe Bryant and I share the exact same birthday; August 23rd, twenty years apart to the day. All star athletes were born on August 23rd! Ha!