Miss Kitty, I hobbled the 5K. Hubby wasn't even able to attempt it. I took me over an hour, whereas the winner did it in 17 minutes. I took pain meds in advance. I did it because I am so tired of being disabled. I am frustrated that my knees and feet are so damaged from too much running in the past. My doctor is furious at me for doing the 5K. But the course is flat, so I did it. It's the stairs that really kill my knees. I have been on crutches on and off since I did the 5K. Most mornings I have to crawl from the bedroom to the kitchen to make my coffee. I have a torn meniscus in my left knee and a bone spur the size of a marble on my right heel. The surgeon at Emory wants to delay surgery until my knee starts clicking, catching, or locking. The pain was so bad this AM in class that I thought I was going to pass out and was very nauseated. I wrote my husband's cell phone number on the board and told my students that if I passed out from the pain, please call my husband.
Yes, I used poor judgement. In the future will hire a beach chair service whenever we spend more than a weekend at the beach.
Actually our beach walkover is private, so we are allowed to leave our chairs under the walkover because our small neighborhood paid for it. There are only 5 homes in the neighborhood. One of the owners doesn't rent, ansd another is a permanent resident. So even if we all took beach chairs and left them under the stairs, it wouldn't be an eyesore. And if renters leave chairs under the walkover, I pay someone to remove them because I am physically unable to do that anymore.