Day 3, Chores and healing
It's hard to figure out things to do when I'm alone. I know I need my walks if I'm going to heal properly (and not gain too much weight from eating enough for the energy I'm expending to heal).
Yesterday, I went to my favorite Farmer's Market, the one in Penn Quarter. I got two quarts of chocolate milk, a quart of mixed variety cherry/grape tomatoes, a couple of white peaches, baby okra, and fresh lima beans. I should eat well for a few days and I'll hit Eastern Market over the weekend.
The walk was 1.5 miles and I took the bus home. I think I ended up carrying more than ten pounds though, and the suture is hurting a bit today. I also walked a few blocks in the evening to attend a friend's birthday celebration.
This morning, my stress fracture is hurting a bit. I'm doing a load of laundry and may just do a perambulation closer to home later to baby myself. I'll still cover over a mile, but just knowing that I can get back quickly if I need to is helpful.
ETA: The tomatoes and the fresh limas were both awesome. I still have more of both. Didn't walk, but I'll make up for it.
Yesterday, I went to my favorite Farmer's Market, the one in Penn Quarter. I got two quarts of chocolate milk, a quart of mixed variety cherry/grape tomatoes, a couple of white peaches, baby okra, and fresh lima beans. I should eat well for a few days and I'll hit Eastern Market over the weekend.
The walk was 1.5 miles and I took the bus home. I think I ended up carrying more than ten pounds though, and the suture is hurting a bit today. I also walked a few blocks in the evening to attend a friend's birthday celebration.
This morning, my stress fracture is hurting a bit. I'm doing a load of laundry and may just do a perambulation closer to home later to baby myself. I'll still cover over a mile, but just knowing that I can get back quickly if I need to is helpful.
ETA: The tomatoes and the fresh limas were both awesome. I still have more of both. Didn't walk, but I'll make up for it.
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Sounds like a fantastic Friday night date with your love.
Yeah. I know. Stress fractures suck.