I have since put the notification on my phone to be alerted when @BarwisMethods tweets something. I watched this video in Mike’s tweet about #MiracleMonday once the notification came through. I watched it a number of times and was quiet. I was and am EXTREMELY happy for everyone on that video and KNOW how hard it is but I selfishly thought. “Where is MY #MiracleMonday?!” I thought about that for the rest of my time at work and I thought about it on my way to Barwis.
I drank my IGNITE (which is DELICIOUS!) and hoped for the best. It was Monday and I wanted my body to obey me. Mike pushed me to the blue table which was positioned where the white table usually is. This time, I was able to stand and Mike grabbed my sides and guided me to sit on the table. He kneaded and knuckled me and it kind of hurt. He told me to lay back but I told him that I didn’t like laying with my arms on the big side of the table so I told him to grab my feet and move me facing the other way. He told me that if I wanted to change directions, I’d have to do it myself. Okay. Challenge accepted. I did and Mike was impressed. He stretched me out and had me lay on my stomach to stretch me out some more. There was a mirror on the wall beside where the blue table was and I got to see how far of a stretch it was to bend my feet back. It’s PRETTY far!!!
Mike told me we were going to stand and asked where I wanted to; I shrugged given that my attempts to stand at the Keiser machine were pitiful and let him chose. He told me that we would stand right there. He called over two interns (I didn’t find out their names). He told a girl (with nice tennis shoes) to hold my feet and had the other intern (a big burly guy) stand at my right side. He grabbed my arm and demonstrated what the guy was supposed to do. Mike put his am under mine and grabbed my hand and interlaced his fingers. The intern did the same. On 3 they lifted me up. I tried to get my feet flat on the floor but my heels would not cooperate! I got some pushes up to straighten out my knees which the intern encouraged which made me feel good. We tried until my time was up. No dice.
Mike put me in the car easily (I guess he’s good in the rain) and as I turned out of Barwis, Bastille came on the radio. I remember talking about this song before in a post referencing when he asks, “How am I going to be an optimist about this?” Well, that is what I am choosing to ask myself now. I didn’t fully stand but there WAS progress. I felt it. I feel it. It’s coming. I washed my “Standing Shirt” to wear on Wednesday and we will see. I slept horribly last night – that was the first time in a long time but it was rainy and I had A LOT on my mind.