Perpetual Motion Advance

Another acronym for PMA aka Positive Mental Attitude.
I have been commended on my increase in speed on my sticks and confess that once I get the rhythm right, there’s no stopping me (apart from the Ow word).
Basically I have been clomping to the tune of Jake The Peg, a novelty hit in 1980 for the now disgraced entertainer Rolf Harris.

Rather than three legs though, I have four, using two to support the bad knee. It works anyway, and I am getting about quite well really.
When Hubby first had his problems, we used to set target distances and I remember the great sense of achievement he felt when he reached the wall at the end of the beach huts down at Hamworthy Park.
hamworthy 2 The footpath runs adjacent to the beach here.

Yesterday, I set myself a similar challenge when we went to Gloucester and walked along the canal path from the supermarket. It was all practically flat and I set my sights at the end of the path by the lifting bridge.
Maggie was allowed off lead and made the most of it, smelling everything possible but coming to heel when we called her to keep out of the way of cyclists.
I made it, but of course there is the return journey and I had to stop for a breather.
Back at the car, Hubby got the painkillers out and I didn’t argue.
Saying Ow didn’t help much.
owToday I have walked up to the car park three times (the fourth will be for Maggie’s final wee) and done a little bit of shopping with Hubby.
maggie and marina 9 5Our boat is along the furthest pontoon right at the other end (not in this picture).

No painkillers at all today, so I’m getting there, but I’m not daft enough to try and run before I’m ready!

Note:
Hubby is still calling me Hop-a-long to my calling him Speedy!

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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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