Thank goodness it's sunny again.

I had depressing visions of convalescing in the pouring rain. It's going to be bad enough spending the next 6 weeks in a blasted sling, let alone stuck inside, so when the sun came out, so did the Capri's and a pair of ruggedised flip-flops, and I am attempting to turn the school run in to a much longer semi-exercise thing.
The consultant took one look at the MRI of my pathetic shoulder and said 'oh, that doesn't look quite right', and has since been in with a camera and some gadgets, and stuck me back together again ( I even have some pictures). All good progress, but the re-hab is going to take forever, so in a pain-relieved state, and chores in mind, I am determined to keep active. The thing is, what on earth can you do when you are not allowed to move an arm? Walking and squats it seems are about it - any suggestions most gratefully received. Nothing too juddery, nothing too fast. Argh. It's inevitable that my arms are going to turn in to pathetic dinner-lady offerings by the end of this spell. There's no way I can do one arm bicep curls - I'll be all lop-sided - it's bad enough carrying a few groceries back from the shops. Why oh why are all our muscles connected?
Time I believe to reiterate the need for thorough warming-up and warming-down sessions (was some just not enough?), and re-evaluating my desire for trying new sports. I will most definitely be sticking with the old faithfuls when I'm back up and pedalling.
I'm off to find more comfortable uses for my PI and Sugoi kit, as there is no way I can pull on my skins top - boo, hiss. To the garden recliner for me with a painkiller and suduko book - yawn. At least I'll keep my brain active.