I got to Barwis early and Phil’s 5:00 appointment wasn’t there yet so he started stretching me until his 5:00 got there. My appointment wasn’t until 6:00. We split up my time. He stretched me for 20 minutes and then his 5:00 was there so I sat at the plyo boxes and rested my eyes until I would have the rest of my time. A woman came over and talked to me. She has been working out there for a while. I see her progress but I can’t see my own. We talked about it being a LONG process and how we both get asked, “You’re STILL going there?!” We laughed because we both hear it. She told me that it takes persistence.
The other day, I read the following tweet on Twitter. I favorited and retweeted it:
@kiddemigod: Water cuts through rock not because of its power, but it’s persistence
So I guess I’m the water and walking is the rock. I’m okay with that though. Phil came back and I opted to remain at the boxes. I did some manual leg curls and then my time was up. Phil put me in my car and my legs were kind of bent to get them into my car sort of easily. Phil didn’t have to say his “bends.” He stowed my chair and gave me a good fist bump. I grabbed his fist but couldn’t hold on as I began to shake it. I only got, “Joy-” out before he pulled his fist away.
My legs felt relaxed as I drove away. The road to walking IS long. REALLY long. A LOT longer then I anticipated. I’ve heard that anything worth having takes a long time to get and for me, walking is worth having. I just have to persist until I get it. But, “Little by little…”