Still limping.

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Oh, I am hoping walking will help with the limping.  I have been limping, mostly because of that right foot that went bad for a goodly bit.  Though, then too, now, sometimes, the left foot from being pressed into more service to cover for it's brother foot.  I limped the whole ten minutes.

No, ten minutes isn't the goal.  It is the start.  I was a bit surprised that it didn't exhaust me?  Okay, whatever.  Though, why stop then?  Because my foot hurts.  Pulling along on a foot that stings with every step, the right one today, I did what I could do.  I live on a larger 'block', which is more like a block, block and a half, by two blocks?  Or... so it seems.  I don't mind.  I just wish I felt comfortable enough to go further.  If I am pleased that exhaustion wasn't the limiting factor.

Hopefully the limping will correct?  I don't know, can hope.  I won't walk on the weekends, just weekdays... for now.  As spring approaches, and light is a bit more available, I may attempt to walk both morning and afternoon.  Just the morning, for diabetes.  The afternoon would be to, first, get the foot (feet) back into walking trim for longer distances, then to increase stamina, if possible.

Though, over time, if I can get the morning walk to a mile, two, even three?  I may just do my whole walking excursion all at once.  Though, if I can get to walking even two miles a day, I'll consider getting back to swimming.  Though as a replacement, or addition, I'd have to consider then.  As well, I may begin loading a pack, to take with.  Maybe with gear, but just as likely just with weight.  Carrying twenty, forty, even sixty pounds... even for a bit... would help with... things, life.

I have definitely been crippled this winter, to day.  Just sitting here, typing... reading, watching, listening, and such.  Only getting up, rarely, to feed Sassy, tend her other needs, feed myself when I can, and such.  I am... hoping to dig in.  Besides, if I want to get out of this house, I'll have to do it on my own.  But, if that is the way it goes, I won't worry about offering as much of a gift.  Nothing is free, that's just not how it works.  Not nothing, there has been help.  But... yeah.  Choices.

Though, I have to tell you.  At this time, in life, in my life, in the political events of this nation, it is a difficult time.  What fills most peoples' hearts is hate, for this, or that.  So... if you, or me in particular, are... am... of one side, but supporting the other side?  I have no allies, only enemies.  Worse?  Can't tell why any particular individual hates me?  Name?  Politics?  Health?  Being former .mil?  Or... mixes of those.  Some people oddly hate the name and the politics, which seems illogical.  But... this isn't a time of logic, it is a times of friends, allies, associates, and enemies.

I'll just have to keep certain things in order, and keep an eye on some things.  They really are after us.  Some of it is disorganized organization (such as antifa, blm, etc).  State sponsored, don't you get that wrong.  Some of it is straight out organized, bureaucrats, .int, and some others.  But which list you end up on, and what they can and will do against you?  Just... watch yourself out there.  Understand, even if you can with the fight, that might be losing the battle.  Just ask Derek Chauvin.  I wonder if he is under consideration for a pardon, or the lessor reduction?  If he was a dem, I could why not though.  Bed, make, sleep in.  I have absolutely no sympathy for teh stupid.

If he was going to pardon someone, and I got to pick, it would be Snowden.  I still have some hope.  Maybe something could be done, about that, in the background, when Putin and Trump speak.  Just a... quiet release.  If I was Snowden, and received a pardon, and returned home... I'd... live quietly and mildly.  They'll be looking to murder him for anything.  If his pet dog farts too loud, if he is going five miles an hour over, the deep state, even if president Trump can undo some of it, will remain in the shadows.  I'm honestly surprised they haven't taken me out.  For any, or no, or political reasons.  They just like to kill.  Murder, really, since many of their actions are not sanctioned.  Or are sanctioned under false pretenses, lies, or other such.

I had a few pickled pork hocks and most of the fatted coffee.  Now to heat up half of the leftover steak.  Not terribly hungry, but want to just get some food in.  I... need food.  And I need the right food.  I have been calorie deficient, and probably nutrient deficient, with what I have been eating.  Both too many carbs and two few proteins and fats.  If the winter has put me in a bit of a headlock, I am beginning to try to fight my way out.  Will see.

Oh, and I ordered some balm, for the leg.  The wound, while mostly gone, has become scaly, and with minor itching can bleed.  The stuff feels more like... what... cold cream?  Right.  But it is medicated.  It absorbs well.  Been working on it for a few days now.  Hoping to get some results before long.  I put some on morning as I wake, and as I go to sleep at night.

Doing the best I can.  Hoping to make some improvements.  Will... see.  Later.