7.18.14 Truth

Phil came out to my car to get me because it was already 5:00 as I was getting out of my car.  What can I say?!  There were some GOOD tunes on the radio AND it was air-conditioned.  Phil pushed me just inside the door and he stretched me in my chair on the turf.  My legs were STILL extremely tight.  It’s a ROUGH week for me to have MS.  All I can say is that even this week will pass.  After Phil stretched me on the turf we headed over to the plyo boxes.  There were 3 boxes against the wall under the clock and the picture of Brock.  They were 3 different sizes.  I told Phil that I wanted to sit on the “Papa Bear” block but Phil put me on the “Mama Bear” block.  I told him about my first day at Barwis before I worked with him and before he was “Phil” and the first time I sat on the block.  I talked about Larry Foote fist bumping me after the first time I did leg curls with the resistance machine and feeling like I was going to fall on my face off of the block if I let go of the side of the block; but I knew that I couldn’t leave Larry Foote hanging.  So I didn’t and by some miracle, I didn’t even fall.

We we did manual leg curls and extensions and Phil dug at my quads and hamstrings.  I asked him if he could feel it when I extended my leg.  He kind of smiled and said, “A little bit.”  I replied, “Well, a little bit is better than nothing.”  Phil nodded, and said, “Truth.”  I thought we were done after the block but then Phil had me get back into my chair and we went over to the Keiser machine for some stands.

I didn’t get fully up but my legs burned and shook each time I tried.  SOME progress is BETTER than NO progress.  Phil put his fist out and I grabbed it and held it tight.  Before he could pull his fist away, I yelled, “Joystick!”  Yay!  FINALLY!  I got him back! Ha!  Phil took me out to my car and I was able to stand tall to transfer.  I told myself “more push than pull” again.  I was tired as I drove home but I was happy that at least that was the most productive that I’ve felt all week!  “Little by little…”