I am already near to a year after my surgery. Recovery been good. There are, of course, ups and downs with my recovery progress.
At Month 9 of my recovery, my therapists had got me started to run on the treadmill. I started with speed 3.5 and gradually increase the speed and now I am slowly jogging and limping (yes, I limp) and walking, all at the same time at speed 5.3 (this is my maximum speed so far).
I cannot jog for too long. And when I said long, the duration is like about 2 minutes. The jogging regime is pretty frustrating at times because I want to jog the longest possible time like at least for 2 minutes before I stop for brisk walking. To this very point, it has yet to materialized.
The goal is there still and I am not giving up. The goal I laid out to my orthopedic doctor was to gain mobility that a normal person has. That was basically the idea of this long ordeal I need to go through.
My weight has been going up and down pretty much like a yoyo. I tried my best to keep my weight below 64 kg. This is the maximum weight that my knees can take and nothing more. The best record I have with my weight is 61.2 kg. That was before Christmas last year. Last Saturday, I was standing at 61.8kg. The week before was the bad one where I stood at 62.8 kg. It was bad and I need not need to stand on the weighing scale to know I had put on weight because my calves were tight and my knees were aching a little bit.
Should I say I have the best weight trigger of all time? Maybe. Looking at the bright side of it is that I need not need a weighing scale to tell me that I put on weight.
Now is payback time. Drink more water. Much lesser carb intake. And yes, more sweating need to be done.
