December 25 marked the first time since November 15 that i was actually able to exercise. I probably wouldn’t have done it without the gentle urgings of Maya. I have grown stagnant in my king-sized bed these days, allowing the astonishing fatigue and persistent pain to quell my otherwise incessant need to stay in shape. Maya must have had enough because today was the day she got me out of bed for something other than an appointment or a quick trip to a retail store for some minor item that i couldn’t manage to find on Amazon.
We went to Estrella Mountain. Had someone taken me to this mountain a year ago, i would have laughed at the sheer lack of challenge these trails provide … but today, it was just what my (naturopathic) doctor ordered. For 1.25 hours, I hiked an easy trail at a moderate pace, stopping occasionally to hold my face out into the sun and inhale deeply – partly to account for a couple of my chemo side effects (shortness of breath; unexpected coordination problems), but mostly just to take a moment to feel GRATEFUL. I’m outside. I’m walking. On a mountain. With my re-girlfriend and a dog i already love as much as my own pets. We get to have Chinese food after we’re finished. Today rejuvenated my spirits a bit, and the magnitude of that is *not* lost on me.