Yesterday, Phil stretched me at the table and I did a few leg curls before we headed over to the stander. I wasn’t afraid even though I knew it was going to hurt. I told him to “Do your worst!” in my not-so-good French-English accent and began to laugh. He didn’t get it. I asked him, “Haven’t you seen “The Count of Monte Cristo“?! kind of incredulously. He didn’t. Here is the reason that I kept saying that. (I said it like 20 times)
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He started to crank the machine until I was standing and it was INTENSE and I said, “Do your worst!” AGAIN! Phil cranked it all the way and told me that I was going to stand for 3 minutes. it may as well have been FOR AN HOUR! He put his fingers on my back and told me to squeeze his fingers with my shoulder blades. It was DIFFICULT but I put my shoulders back, held them back, and said, “Do you worst!” AGAIN! I think I stood for a total of 6 minutes and it was CRAZY!!!
Once Phil uncranked the machine fully and my time was up he had to put me in my car because I was SPENT! I drove home tired and went to bed early because I am back to work now for the 14-15 school year.
When I woke up this morning , my back muscles were KILLING ME! I asked Mr. Curl why and he told me the productivity of my work at Barwis. Well, okay then! So, “Do your worst” because I DEFINITELY AM doing mine!!!
You are a fighter Jennifer! You have always had endurance and tenacity! Keep doing your best! – Mom