Hello Fellow Travelers!
As you undoubtedly (and correctly) surmised, I've spent a lot of rehab time in a local gym. It's clean and quiet and even has a nice view for me to look at while I walk or spin to noplace every day for hours but at the end of the day it's still a gym and therefore by definition is pretty gross! At some point I want to walk along the shore,or in the woods. As I rejuvenate my way into year #4 of this post-tumor adventure I feel the need to put some speed on my recovery, and the first thing I'm doing is getting off the "Not-So-Underground-Cookie-Railroad".
PS got off the train years ago. But my mom and dad still send me a variety of sweets and round foods that for some reason are at the forefront of my thoughts since 2011. In that time I've worked every day to stimulate muscle memory and neuroplasticity. My fat and muscles are separating - which has the sum total effect of making me resemble a very old chicken or possibly Madonna, minus the desperation.
The problem is that since 2011 I've developed an unrelenting craving for high quality round foods. I had to see the dentist on more than one occasion. I waste valuable time waxing poetic about round foods I dream up that involve molasses and brown sugar. Time I need for anything more relevant than food! And everything is more relevant than food! This puts me at odds with my plan for neuroplasticity. Since I want this brain cancer recovery to speed up and not slow down I've decided to get off the cookie train! ( And possibly contract with a personal trainer.) Small as it sounds, it may greatly impact my life! So get ready for a lot of whining and complaining, I'm going cold turkey Pun totally intended! Unless I get something fantastic delivered. From Beverly Hills, or Prescott, AZ!
I'm hungry all the time anyway, so what's a little more? Is it cancer? No? Then, who cares?
As you undoubtedly (and correctly) surmised, I've spent a lot of rehab time in a local gym. It's clean and quiet and even has a nice view for me to look at while I walk or spin to noplace every day for hours but at the end of the day it's still a gym and therefore by definition is pretty gross! At some point I want to walk along the shore,or in the woods. As I rejuvenate my way into year #4 of this post-tumor adventure I feel the need to put some speed on my recovery, and the first thing I'm doing is getting off the "Not-So-Underground-Cookie-Railroad".
PS got off the train years ago. But my mom and dad still send me a variety of sweets and round foods that for some reason are at the forefront of my thoughts since 2011. In that time I've worked every day to stimulate muscle memory and neuroplasticity. My fat and muscles are separating - which has the sum total effect of making me resemble a very old chicken or possibly Madonna, minus the desperation.
The problem is that since 2011 I've developed an unrelenting craving for high quality round foods. I had to see the dentist on more than one occasion. I waste valuable time waxing poetic about round foods I dream up that involve molasses and brown sugar. Time I need for anything more relevant than food! And everything is more relevant than food! This puts me at odds with my plan for neuroplasticity. Since I want this brain cancer recovery to speed up and not slow down I've decided to get off the cookie train! ( And possibly contract with a personal trainer.) Small as it sounds, it may greatly impact my life! So get ready for a lot of whining and complaining, I'm going cold turkey Pun totally intended! Unless I get something fantastic delivered. From Beverly Hills, or Prescott, AZ!
I'm hungry all the time anyway, so what's a little more? Is it cancer? No? Then, who cares?
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