Thursday, February 28, 2019. I slipped on ice, in the morning, while shoveling snow after a snowstorm. Heard an almighty crack. Left knee was in pain and pretty useless. Did not know what had happened. Eventually got myself to the ER. I had totally busted my Quadricep Tendon. Never heard of it. Didn’t know I had one.
They were all set to operate on me the next day. I was not keen. I had a vacation booked in the Cape and, moreover, wanted some time to get my head around surgery. ONE OF THE BEST DECISIONS I EVER MADE. With a brace, I could walk and the pain wasn’t too bad.
Pain was never too bad, prior to or post surgery. Never took any of the 60 opioid pills that I was given! Most I needed was TWO Aleve.
I walked, sometimes a mile or more, in the week prior to surgery.
Was on crutches for 6-weeks. I walked with the crutches and my Garmin Fenix 5 NEVER COUNTED those steps. So, I really walked MORE MILES! Smile.
The busted knee was a wakeup call. Though I ran most days I had let my weight creep up to 176 lbs. Not good. My blood glucose had also gone up to 103. That was it. I was going to get myself fit. I went on a much stricter low-carb diet (than I had been for the last 6-years) the morning after surgery. Lost 30 lbs. Down to 146. Trying had to get to 142. That would be my lowest adult weight. But, stuck at 146 lbs. Help.
I used to ‘run’ 3.5 miles a day. Now I walk/run 7 miles a day and do 23-minutes on an exercise bike.