I was a totally different person before my knee injury. After the accident, which appeared to be minor at the time, led me to live a life full of hurdles because I was unable to walk, run, or even jump properly. I used to get swelling in my left knee whenever I ran, which required bed rest for 3-4 days, and this situation persisted for 2 years. I was almost depressed and couldn’t talk to anyone about it. No one knows about it to this day, but it was extremely hard time and situation in my life. I was living in China at the time, living a fucked-up life with no routines and no commitments. However, the last line is a little exaggerated. I am an active person, but I am a lazy slob when it comes to workouts and intense activities. I couldn’t do those things on a daily basis. I would set challenges for myself, but they would just get side kicked as other priorities took precedence, such as partying, having fun, and more partying, as well as a little bit of work.
Now, let me just get to the main point, which is that I was in an accident but didn’t go to the doctor, but a lucky incident occurred which made me to return to my home country. I met with a doctor and underwent a series of tests. I was in poor shape, and the doctor was perplexed when he saw my MRI reports, much like my father how he used to give me looks when he saw my school test results. He told me you are brave but careless. I was like, I’m not sure whether I should be happy or sad about that statement. Anyway, I had ACL and meniscus tear and needed surgery right away. I’m not sure why, but doctors always seem to be in a rush to operate on their patients. Btw, the main reason for not visiting the doctor was: 1. I expected my knee to heal on its own sooner or later.2. It would hurt my ego as I thought I was very healthy and rarely went to see the doctor 3. Hospital bills can be pretty expensive if you don’t have health insurance in China.
Moving on to the story, I had a successful surgery. The doctor informed me that his part of the work was completed, and it was now up to me to decide how seriously I undertake therapies. Damn, those therapies. After 3 days, I had my first therapy session, and just getting down to the first floor from the fourth was like completing a mission impossible. That’s when it hit me hard. I thought I fucked up myself pretty bad. I told myself in my head, “Let’s just fix this whole thing”. I dedicatedly undertook all the therapy sessions whole heartedly. It was very tough, but I had a strong willpower. I was recovering quick. There were exercises as simple as lifting your leg, but completing them felt like a major accomplishment at the time. Life took me back to when I was a toddler, and I was learning to walk again. I was taking baby steps and progressing slowly and steadily. It took me 3 months to be able to walk normally again. And then I went back to China. While all of this was going on, another problem started to pop up like a balloon in my life. The problem was that my stomach and body weight was literally expanding like the balloon and the nature of problem was such that I couldn’t pierce, inflate and solve it. I’ve was never a skinny guy; I was just born that way. However, for a guy of average height, 85 kilograms was way too much. I realized that my weight was putting additional pressure on my knees, similar to how society and family put pressure on us. After doing some research, I discovered that swimming was the best form of exercise for someone who had knee injuries. Now funny thing is many times in my life, people came to teach me swimming but they left the pool with disappointment and frustration.
This time, however, things were very different. Why is that? I had my love of my life supporting, caring and pushing me hard. Now this part is where I introduce my life partner, best friend, lover, wife and much more than those above-mentioned words. If it was not her, then I wouldn’t have had surgery at that time. I am very thankful and blessed to have her in my life. Let’s get back to swimming now. I started watching swimming videos on YouTube. I used to watch 1-2 hours swimming lessons in the beginning and spent a lot of time in pool like 2 hours daily. I gradually gained confidence, and I had no choice but to learn it. Within 1 month, I was swimming and now I can proudly say at least I won’t die of drowning. This is one of the biggest achievement in life. I lost few kilograms and then got them back. So, it was fluctuating here and there. Within a year and a half, I was walking perfectly, dancing, jogging, and enjoying my life once again.
I came back in Nepal and we decided to get married. That’s when I made the decision to get rid of that tire that was wrapped around my stomach. For my wedding, I wanted to look flawless. I knew I didn’t want to look at my wedding photos and wished I had lost weight during that time period. I lost around 11-12 kilograms during that period of time before our wedding. There was a lot of free time because it was the peak of COVID. I will write a different story about marriage in COVID time. I was involved in a variety of activities, including running, walking, yoga, meditation, jogging, hiking, working in the field, and so on. However, proper nutrition, positivity, and motivation were the game changers. I was checking my calorie sheets every hour. And every week, I would treat myself with chicken and beer 2-3 times per week. Followed by two days of rigorous fasting.
I slacked a little after getting married. I wasn’t too strict with my diet, but I did keep track every now and then. I promised myself I wouldn’t let the weighing machine’s meter go above 70, but it eventually went up to 73 kilograms. That served me as a wake-up call, and I told myself, “You’ve crossed your limit, son; now return to where you came from. “Now I have challenged myself to reach 65 kilograms before our next travel trip which is going to be almost 10-12 days and for which we are very excited. I’ve been on my weight-loss program for ten days and have already lost 2.5 kilograms. Slowly and steadily, I will reach there. But that is just a small part of it. I have challenged myself to run a marathon this year before my birthday i.e., August 16. After I finish the marathon, I will share my success story. Very much confident about it.
Stories like these happens to each individual. We fall and we rise. That period of time, when I was undergoing surgery, provided me with enough time to reflect on my life and how to be happy. I am grateful to all of my friends, family and loved ones who supported me during this difficult time. Now that I’ve dealt with all of my problems, it’s time to rock. Born to run. Run the life and Run the system. Peace.