Vanity isn't the only reason I didn't bring my walker to lunch today, but it was a part of it. I feel like I look so much older and sicker with my walker. Then there's convenience. I would rather use the stairs and escalator than go around to the ramp and elevator. There is another reason. My back. I hurt it the other day (ignoring my limits) and didn't think I should lift the walker in and out of the trunk.
So I went to lunch downtown with my cane and had a great visit with my friends from work. After lunch, I stopped to chat with most of them in their offices. I didn't sit down often enough. That's why I should have had the walker, for the seat as much as the handholds.
Before I even got back to my car, I was wiped out and had to stop and sit down. I called my Sweetie on my way home and asked if he wanted me to pick up any groceries for dinner. Then I begged him to say no. I just couldn't face the grocery store. Accelerating and braking were painful. Sigh. By the time I got home I needed to drag myself inside. Straight for the couch.
I suppose that it made matters worse to have taken the dog for a walk, again with cane not walker, this morning. I'm not very bright, am I?
Honestly, There is a bright side to my foolishness. I won't shut myself in the house and wither. My nature is to regularly forget or ignore my limits. I just like to know where they are.