It’s the little things

Now that I challenge my body every day to do more, I am noticing the little things are the things that bother me.

I am fine with the big exercises and finding them hard, that’s natural. I’ve said before that I cried one day because I had to practice bringing my fork to my mouth. Such a seemingly simple task and I have to practice it!

Yesterday, I had another typing challenge where my physio read from a book and I had to type. Now this should be so easy for me, as I have always been a touch typist and quite fast. However, with a combination of arthritis and tired hands from exercises – ‘big’ hands can be tiring – I found it SO HARD! When asked to score out of 10, 10 being the hardest, I gave it a very frustrated 10! I thought this was a bad thing, but my physio was delighted!! Apparently, the harder the better is the rule, as this means my brain is working harder and my neurons are working overtime to try to achieve the task!!

My physio may have reacted with something not far short of glee, but for me it was an OMG moment, that yet another thing is hard. But, I accept the wisdom of my physio and while I won’t necessarily react with joy, maybe the old adage of ‘no pain, no gain!’ is one to remember in these tasks.