Dear Logbook, forty-eighth day of a new life.
My Diary, few news today have happened. Perhaps if I wanted to emphasize that I have jogged 3.5 km, nothing more. Trying to follow the advice of my friend Eli to go little by little.
My Diary, yes, I confess that I am not in my best mood, several things come together that make today was not my best day in time. I know that in terms of recovery I will have better and worse days, but that I only physically see myself worse than 2 months ago, for example, is something I have to learn to mature and assume that it is so. That I want to run longer and faster and I can not, is something that as I said yesterday to the therapist, it causes me some frustration. I know that I must see that it is more important to have defeated my friend Hodgkin for now. And that this could be considered something secondary. But not looking better than two months ago, but worse, does not help me. I must learn to cope with it and be patient. I have not other option.
From today’s training, which has been short, for now I can say that only my heel has bothered me, especially the left. I don’t know if it will be due to the potions received on the high seas (chemotherapy) to the taking for almost six months of antibiotic, or to what. I hope I can have rehabilitation and there help me with this.
And my Diary, for today I think it’s fine.