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Jan. 29th, 2017 02:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dariaphoebeFolks seem to be flabbergasted with how well I'm recovering. I drove myself across Somerville a couple times today, and made a grocery run. I'm basically back to living my life. How?
Best guess, three things.
1) accident of genetics. I'm a healthy, able-bodied adult. That's outside my, or anybody's, control. Many folks aren't nearly so lucky.
2) in the best shape of my life. Lots of biking, and several months with nothing but the bike as a vehicle. Up hills, even in the snow. Got my resting heart rate below 60.
3) love. There's definite value to the peace of mind that comes from other people holding you up, holding you together, keeping you moving... even just hugging you when the world is horrible and you can do naught but cry.
The only thing I did was exercise, and that was at least in part possible because I had the privilege of time, and the advantage of health.
Best guess, three things.
1) accident of genetics. I'm a healthy, able-bodied adult. That's outside my, or anybody's, control. Many folks aren't nearly so lucky.
2) in the best shape of my life. Lots of biking, and several months with nothing but the bike as a vehicle. Up hills, even in the snow. Got my resting heart rate below 60.
3) love. There's definite value to the peace of mind that comes from other people holding you up, holding you together, keeping you moving... even just hugging you when the world is horrible and you can do naught but cry.
The only thing I did was exercise, and that was at least in part possible because I had the privilege of time, and the advantage of health.
