A very hot day here in Maine so I took my daughter to our favorite beach which luckily is less than an hour away from our lake home. Temperature there dropped so much that my daughter and I took refuge in our car for forty minutes. Then the sun came back and we walked to a more remote section of the beach where less people venture.
I love walking on the beach and I am so relieved that this exercise doesn't bring any pain in my knee. Wet sand is the best but even the dry deeper sand is fine so at least there is something I like that I can do.
I have, I'm afraid, reached a plateau for the flexion and extension of my knee. It is far better than it was before I got the medication late May and the cortisone shot but I am sure that something will be necessary to give me back my darned knee.
Tomorrow I am taking my daughter for an early run on a local path that we both like and I hope to walk more than the pitiful three miles I did last time.
I don't even want to think of my 20 miles hikes. Will I be able to do it again? Sometimes doubt creeps through my mind. But then I think of the progress I accomplished and believe that it is now only a matter of a little bit more time.
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