When the alarm went off at 6 something this morning I groaned. I was stiff everywhere and my back was so painful I must have looked like a 90 year old getting out of bed. I couldn't bend over properly and found getting dressed very painful, but still, I decided that I would go to the gym anyway in the hope that a swim might loosen me up a bit.
This is now week 4 back at the gym after a break of several months due to bad health. I used to do weights, had just started running again and doing classes, then that all stopped when I flared. Then I remembered swimming and after a few weeks of thinking about it, I finally did it.
Week 1 swam twice
Week 2 I swam three times
Week 4 I swam four times (2.2 miles in total)
Week 5 - who knows?
Fast breast stroke doesn't seem challenging enough already as my fitness has shot up again in such a short time, i'm not great at swimming, I admire the human dolphins in the fast lane with their heads under water doing a graceful non stop front crawl, but today, I decided for the first time in months, that i'd start mixing in some lengths of front crawl too.
It's nowhere near the level of activity I used to do, but i'm comfortable and happy with what i'm doing and already feeling able to push. It's done wonders for my sense of wellbeing and has halted my decline into depression.
If you think you can't do something you can't.
If you think you can, then you can.
Within reason of course, i'm not talking about climbing a mountain, though metaphorically even swimming a few days a week can feel like that with RA!
Swimming is awesome for your cardio vascular health, the warmth of the water is soothing and my body has quickly adapted to it.
Even on a high pain day, i've learned that I can do it and that's a good feeling! xxx