I feel strokiest when I'm trying to jump rope. That's when I'm truly Strokey McStrokington. Jumping rope was always hard for a fat, uncoordinated fool like me, but the stroke didn't make it any easier. Anyway, I'm going to keep at it in the hopes that, maybe one day, I'll actually establish a rhythm and not get my feet tangled in the rope every few repetitions. Keep your fingers and tentacles crossed for me. I'm practicing in the B6 level of my building's parking garage, after midnight when the probability is low that some rando will walk in on me. They say that jumping rope is one of several osteogenic exercises, i.e., it can strengthen your bones by making them grow somewhat, and scientists recently (2019-ish) found a link between osteogenic exercise and the lowering of one's A1c number. See here.
Saturday, February 12, 2022
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I'll just skip the rope, thank you.
ReplyDeleteSeriously though, you hadn't mentioned lingering stroke impacts for a while. I take that as a good sign that you are almost back to full functionality.
I don't feel strokey until I exert myself. Then my brain gets all muddy and foggy and dizzy. It's weird.
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