Sunday, February 26, 2023
It's almost the end of February and the blog hasn't been touched. It's time to update.
Not much outdoor activity has been going on due to poor health and the weather.
The health is improving and the weather almost seemed like spring for a few days.
Then winter came once again.
Pretty much hanging around the house and not exercising fattens folks up.
One day fumbling around on Google I discovered the benefits of canned fish.
Yeah, I consume a couple of cans of tuna each week but, here's something new.
A can of Saba Misoni is Mackerel simmered in Miso.
What the heck is Miso? It's a paste made by fermenting soybeans in Japan.
Between mackerel and miso, there are all sorts of health benefits.
Like lowering blood pressure and cholesterol while boosting the body's immune system.
Supposedly, canned mackerel is more powerful than tuna.
During warm weather, I BBQ mackerel and think it tastes better than canned fish.
The canned stuff is like the first time you tasted beer. An acquired taste is required.
There won't be any images or videos posted, just use some imagination.
Since early September, I've had to take things easy. No lifting and no long walks.
A broken disk in the back makes life kind of miserable. Things are slowly improving.
For the first few months, a back brace had to be worn, all day long.
No long walks and no heavy lifting were the doctor's orders.
Weekly rehabilitation visits and all sorts of therapy took place.
They even microwaved my bones!
Now that the broken disk has healed, muscles and nerves need some fine-tuning.
The painkillers I was taking (opiates) are no longer required. Amen.
Slowly getting back into an exercise routine, I still have to take it easy.
The left hip seems to malfunction frequently. Sometimes, it locks up.
Range of motion stretches and massage, along with heat therapy seems to help.
Sometimes it's difficult for a therapist to determine what a patient needs to do.
Last Friday the guy says, "Mike walk on your fingers."
That seemed odd but, I bent over and started to kick my feet in the air, to do a handstand.
"No, your foot fingers." He's Japanese. He meant to step with my toes down before my heels.
If he would have said, "Ashi no yubi," I would have understood. Now he knows, "toes."
Can you imagine what an old bearded guy looks like walking on his tip toes?
Well, I like to walk early in the morning. Before sunup, there are not a lot of people around.
Thinking I'd look like a fool, I only walked on the toes of the left foot.
That way, I'd only look like I was half crazy. Don't you think?
Whenever I spotted a car coming or someone walking their dog, I walked normally.
Tiptoes on both feet. Can you picture a ballerina in yellow flip-flops?
Anyhow, this therapy might be working. Let's wait and see.