I ended up arriving early to Barwis because I didn’t have work yesterday. I met Amanda (the young woman who also has MS). I told her that I have heard so much about her and she told me likewise. I asked her how it was going and she kind of nodded and I knew exactly what she meant. I just responded that, “it’s a SLOW process.” To which she also nodded.
My legs didn’t start feeling tight until Phil started stretching me. He stretched me a little more when we got to the Keiser machine and he told me to stand. I tried but it was apparent that that wasn’t happening. I sat all the way back in my chair and shook my head, it was okay, “First is the worst, first is the worst.” I think it’s amazing that it is 3 months later and that STILL rings true. I took a deep breath and tried again. STILL a no go. Phil said as I sat down again, “2nd is STILL kinda sh**ty.” When I fully sat down, I said, “But 3’s a charm!” Well, this time 3 wasn’t a charm and Phil asked me if I wanted to get “harnessed.”
What a question!!! OF COURSE I don’t want to get harnessed!!! I glared and him and stood up fully to a *BINK.* I looked down at Phil and yelled, “Yeah! Yeah!” He told me to keep standing. My Mom always tells me that anger is a great motivator for me. I guess she is right. Or maybe in this instance, fear was the motivator. I REALLY don’t want to get re-harnessed AGAIN!!! I stood until my legs shook about 6 times. Phil asked me if my butt still hurt. “Of course!!! Ever since last week.” He just kind of nodded and told me to do one more and then we’d be done.
I tried but he ended up putting me into my car. He refused to fist bump me and told me that I did a “good job.” I didn’t do a million squats that I could brag about on Twitter but I did get some stands in. I went “to fatigue,” until my legs shook just about every time. I was tired so I knew I worked hard. I told Amanda that it was “a SLOW process” and so it is. “Little by little…”