So, I've been off for the past 6 months sick and, on days I have had energy, I have drawn stuff as well as do a little creative wise. I have gained about 2 and a half stone on steroids and the change over to another drug yokeymebob has knocked the energy levels. There was a time there a few months back I found it hard to walk about the place. Still do to be honest. Now I thought I felt like I was getting better and I could do a little bit of energetic moving. So...
I decided to test this theory. I got my skipping rope out and decided to test meself to see if I could manage a few minutes of skipping as I want to go back to normal. I need to lose these extra 2 and a half stones (35lbs for those in the States and Canada).
I have sarcoidosis of the lungs and, apparently, the heart too so was getting worked up just thinking about it. I did it though. I skipped for 2 minutes. Towards the end of the two minutes I sounded like a broke concertina. I was also leaking fluid like a sieve. Sweaty and wheezy, not a great image. Stopped for two minutes. Skipped for a minute. Stopped for a minute. Skipped for 35 seconds. Stopped and swore blind for a minute. Skipped for 20 seconds, swore and gave up. My body feels like I have just pounded it into submission, my chest is wheezy and I'm sorry I didn't just listen to me brain going 'Are you sure about this?' Just have to admit am still not right.
I am just having a little moan. It's a balls being sick the past few months. There are people worse off. But will look at the the up side on days I have had energy I have been able to draw bits and bobs. The book I am working on to go along with Rírá 4 this year is taking shape and I think I am going to take out the skipping rope again later.