arthritic golf gloves

I had vowed to take one sport at a time, every month, the whole of this year so as to improve on my health, cut on my weight as well as keep fit. But things were not going to be that simple. Not with the onset of rheumatoid arthritis. Now for those who do not know, rheumatoid arthritis is a disease that affects the joints on your hands as well as the legs causing untold pain as well as stiffness such that you are literally unable to hold onto anything heavy. When my doctor diagnosed me with arthritis, I almost told him to shut up. Because I thought that arthritis is just another old people’s problems, just like dementia or Parkinson’s. How wrong I was. The doctor told me that arthritis, and to be specific rheumatoid arthritis which is the disease that I was suffering from can develop at any age whether you are an infant or an old geezer.

Needless to say, the damn rheumatoid arthritis saw me abruptly stop my exercise regimen. I could also hold no sports equipment. And that had to include my lovely golf stick which was a Father’s day gift from my lovely eight year old daughter, dumbbells and bike. I had to ditch all of them and I can tell you for sure that this was pretty painful to do.

You see my first month had to do with biking. And I did exceedingly well. In the matter of one month, I had cut down on my weight from 80kgs to 70kgs; a sheer and cool 10 kgs down. I was ready for the task and was going to continue doing so. My legs were also well toned and shapely with my muscles protruding for everyone to see the fruit of my labour. For the first time in my life, I felt that I was well ripped.

The second month, I did some weight lifting. And since I did not have an insane amount to spend at the gym, I opted for buying home equipment such as dumbbells and ab rollers to use. And that way, I ended up with some good abs; perfectly chiseled, I dare say.

The third month, I was to do golfing. The truth of the matter is that I was no expert. And neither had I ever tried it out. My friends were also new to the sport. And so we were sure to have a rough time doing it. But there was no way that we were going to show it. We would laugh it off. And then the morning stiffness when we were to do the golfing started. And there was no way that I was going to play golf. The morning stiffness was coupled with a fever and fatigue and for sometimes, I thought I had malaria. Little did I know that it was rheumatoid arthritis that was peeking its ugly face into my system.

My friends would not hear that I was not going to play golf. After the diagnosis that showed that I truly had RA, they started looking for solutions. And luckily, they found some great wrist wraps arthritic golf gloves that have aided me a big deal in curbing the problem.

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