Month: May 2014

Tuesday, I had somewhat of a fail in getting into my car after work.  I undershot sitting in the driver’s seat and was on the ledge of the door instead.  I tried hoisting myself up into the seat to no avail.  I ended up calling the school to have someone help me out.  I told Mrs. Berrocal to preferably sent out a “strapping man.”  Mr. Wright came outside and we both started laughing.  He told me that he would help me but was going to take pictures first.  We laughed even more.  I told him how he could best help me and he did.  After he got me fully into the car, he asked if I was hurt.  I responded, “only my pride.  It’s shattered right now.”  He waved his hand dismissively and shook his head.  I then was all set to drive home.

I thought that this was NOT a good sign if I was expected to walk on Wednesday.  So much so that on Wednesday after work, I asked Mr. Curl to put me into my car.  It’s already been established that he can lift me with ease so I was not THAT uncomfortable.  I refreshed his memory on how best to put me into the (like Phil does).  He lifted me out of my chair and did 2 squats while holding me before he put me into my car.  We talked some football and then I left.  My time at Barwis was pushed back until 7 so I stopped home to drop off my things from work and to see my son. It rained on and off and my body was tight.  I thought that was another NOT good sign regarding “Walking Wednesday.”

As I drove to Barwis, I could feel my body relaxing and that made me hopeful.  I got in and Phil stretched me at the Keiser machine.  He wanted me to stand and set my feet.  First is ALWAYS the worst but I hoped that the second would be better.  It TOTALLY was!  Phil even had me do two squats with which I *BINK*ed afterward.  He told me to head over to the turf.  I asked him somewhat in disbelief, “Really?!” and he told me to stand again.  I stood wonderfully with a *BINK* and he told me to stand on the turf the exact same way.

My first down I could NOT get any steps off.  I sat down again.  Phil told me to put my crutches on the ground and I slipped my arms out of them and threw them.  He meant for us to go again immediately but I misunderstood him.  He gathered my crutches and I stood.  I got 8 yards.  My 3rd down, I got 5 more yards.  I told Phil that it was, “T minus 4” until we take our #DaisyandPhil Take 2 selfie.  (We are taking a picture at 300 yards).  He disagreed and told me to go.  I got 4 yards. We tried one more down but I was too tired to get any yards off.

Phil didn’t want to take a picture but I didn’t have my phone with  and he is my official Barwis Methods photog.  I guilted him into taking it.

Here it is:

#DaisyandPhil Take 2  (I’ve tweeted this pic A BUNCH!!!)

Phil made me get into my own car which I ended up doing.  We did our fist bump thing and he forced my hand into a fist to “joystick” me.  When I got home, I checked to see if he sent me the picture and was happy to see that he had.  I asked him how many times he “joystick”ed me and he responded “6.” It was more like two.

My butt STILL hurts A LOT and Jesse is happy that it does.  I am too though!  I haven’t felt this in SO LONG!!!  It’s amazing to me how INVOLVED walking is but yesterday was the first time I consciously was able to squeeze all of the muscles Phil told me to to get steps off.  I couldn’t squeeze them for consecutive steps yet so I was trading off right and left (Who wants uneven butt muscles?!!!)  Not me.  I got 17 yards yesterday.  Phil told me that that was two weeks with double digits.  (I think it’s 3 but I didn’t argue).

TOTAL YARDAGE = 300 & 2 STEPS