I've hesitated to post this because I fear the repercussions (Lori, you should listen to your doctor!) should I screw up my fankle again, but I'm walking again.

I'm back up to 2+ miles a day, but I'm talking it much slower and gentler (is that really a word? More gentle, is weird too.. So I'm sticking with gentler!)

I'm still in pain, but not NEARLY as much as when I re-injured the tendon. It's down to a level 3 or so from a 6-7. I'm stretching before and after and I think that's the trick. No real need to warm up at this point since I'm not walking very fast. For example, Einstein and I walked for almost 90 minutes and only covered 2.5 miles.

I stop walking when the pain level starts to go up (or try to... Sometimes I'm kind of far from my car). When it hits 5 or so, I stop. The pain never goes fully away, which is a drag. I'm learning to live with it, just like my face pain. It is what it is, and I just need to grin and bear it (or become an opioid addict, which I can NOT do AND run a successful business.) Maybe I'll save that for retirement. Ha ha ha ha ha.

Anyway, this was meant to be a happy post! I've lost two pant sizes, and that makes me crazy happy. I went through my closet and rearranged the 20+ pair of jeans into sizes... Smaller in the bottom, larger on top, so I can continue to pack up the jeans as I get smaller and have "new" jeans to wear at my fingertips.

Einstein has lost 2 lbs! I weighed him at the vet on our way home from the White River walk. I've taken him off the low fat food and put him back on regular food. I think he's pretty happy to be off that stuff!

I hope I never ever take walking for granted again.