So it looks like all system are go for next Monday. In fact, physical therapy went so well this week that my PT asked me today if I wanted to run on the treadmill for a bit. And I almost, almost did it, but truth be told, I was a scaredy-cat. I just wanted to get through this week of increased complexity in my drills, and see where I was at, before I threw anything hard in, like running.
So I am still planning to make my triumphant return to the pool on Monday. All said, it's been just over five months since this whole injury began. I remember about four weeks into it, and I was still planning my race schedule for this summer. Wow. Now a couple of squats and some balance ball rotations make me work up a sweat.
Well, on the positive side, there's nowhere left to go but up, right?
So onward I march.
I never thought I would be so happy to put a bathing suit on as I am right now.