Last night I rode six miles on my exercise bike. That may not seem like a lot, but considering just folding laundry makes me winded these days, six miles is a marathon. It's recommended that you should exercise throughout chemo so you can feel better and tolerate the treatment. Ha. Maybe if you're a person who goes into chemo loving exercise, you will at least have the motivation to attempt it. Aside from walking and playing golf, exercise is never something I want to do.
Unfortunately I have been plagued with bouts of restless legs syndrome lately. Saturday night I woke up in the middle of the night and had to walk laps around my living room at 1:30am because I could not lay still. Not cool. So in hopes of avoiding a repeat of that performance, I decided to put in some time on the bike. I figured ten minutes was a lofty goal and hopefully enough to send my jumpy legs packing, but for some insane reason I just kept going and going. Maybe it was J playing "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer" on his trombone that kept me energized. Who knows. Whatever the reason, I managed to work up a sweat and maybe work off some of the mint m&ms I've been eating lately. Unfortunately I still had restless legs the minute I laid down in bed. If anyone has a miracle cure, I'm all ears!
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