I’ve bought two tracksuit bottoms on the advice of the rehab team. A friend and I went on a special trackie-buying trip to town. It felt like a rite of passage. I’ve yet to try them on, fearing that the lure of the sofa, Jeremy Kyle and a tube of Pringles will be impossible to resist and that, if I put them on, I might never take them off. The very kind physiotherapist who described the immediate post-operative phase of the amputation seemed slightly taken aback at my expression of horror. I’d been looking forward to catching up with the 4751 songs on my i-pod, the box set of Glee and the complete Sex in the City, not struggling to the gym. It’ll be worth it in the end, she says. Yeah, right.
April 12, 2010
The slippery slopePosted by sueeckstein under Uncategorized
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