Yesterday I went for my longest walk in almost a year, maybe longer. I set off around noon and walked not only down to the soccer fields, but eastward all the way to the Bell Road trailhead at 104th street. I can't remember the last time I went that far. About five miles out and back, taking over two hours.
The recovery from last spring has been slow and gradual, from what was apparently a virus-driven bout with BPPV. It hit me very hard at first, and then lingered throughout the hot summer. It was very bothersome, especially walking in the full sun while getting coffee at work. By August I began to wonder if maybe my job was killing me. In Hawaii I felt few symptoms---only up at the top of the volcano due to altitude, and I began to wonder if I'd rounded the corner.
They laid me off on the Friday after I came back from Maui. It was inconvenient to be sure, but in many ways I am quite relieved. It gives me a chance to get out on my feet again, and I can feel myself getting slowly stronger again, and being able to go farther. The physical is important.
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