{"id":9067,"date":"2012-03-24T11:16:37","date_gmt":"2012-03-24T15:16:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/?p=9067"},"modified":"2012-03-24T18:44:41","modified_gmt":"2012-03-24T22:44:41","slug":"two-steps-forward-one-step-back","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/archives\/9067","title":{"rendered":"Two Steps Forward, One Step Back"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In May, it will have been two years since <a href=\"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/archives\/6369\">I broke my ankle<\/a>. I have to say, that was one of the lousiest six week periods of my life: I broke my ankle, Michael&#8217;s Grandmother died, and Grandmom broke her femur. On the other hand, Jules and Lily were born during that period, so perhaps it wasn&#8217;t all horrible.<\/p>\n<p>Last year, I adjusted my walking goal to try to get 8000 steps a day, and often didn&#8217;t make that. This year, I decided that I&#8217;d get back to aiming for a minimum of 10k steps five days a week, and try for more than that. Which I&#8217;ve been doing.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/steps.png?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/steps.png?resize=538%2C197&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" title=\"steps\" width=\"538\" height=\"197\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-9069\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/steps.png?w=538&amp;ssl=1 538w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/steps.png?resize=400%2C146&amp;ssl=1 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 538px) 100vw, 538px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This past week, Michael and I started walking around the stadium area in the evenings, but I noticed that when going down hills, the bones in my ankle were occasionally grinding. So we rearranged our route to walk down the stairs and up the hill.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/IMG_2060stairs.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/IMG_2060stairs.jpg?resize=300%2C400&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" title=\"IMG_2060stairs\" width=\"300\" height=\"400\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-9070\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/IMG_2060stairs.jpg?resize=300%2C400&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/IMG_2060stairs.jpg?w=600&amp;ssl=1 600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Last night as we were walking around town, I realized that the reason my ankle was grinding was because I was walking on the outside of my foot. Then I realized the reason I was walking on the outside of my foot was because walking normally was uncomfortable. Painful even.<\/p>\n<p>Apparently my ankle isn&#8217;t 100% even now, so I&#8217;ll be cutting back on the steep hills, try to pay more attention to how I&#8217;m walking, and get off my damned feet at the end of the day.<\/p>\n<p>Bah humbug.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In May, it will have been two years since I broke my ankle. I have to say, that was one of the lousiest six week periods of my life: I broke my ankle, Michael&#8217;s Grandmother died, and Grandmom broke her femur. On the other hand, Jules and Lily were born during that period, so perhaps [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1001,22],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9067","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-michelle-is-clumsy","category-photos"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pefxA-2mf","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9067","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9067"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9067\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9067"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9067"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/klishis.com\/notreally\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9067"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}