2.4.15 “Wacky Sock Wednesday” #2

My Mom drove me to Barwis AGAIN yesterday. I had ANOTHER snow day even though Sean had school.  With the traffic and snow, I was late to Barwis.  I FINALLY get in there and Mike thought I wasn’t coming.  He wiped the table down and put me on it.  He didn’t put me in the “Ooh Doggie!” stretch but they were hard-core stretches just the same.  They were familiar stretches but familiarity did not make them hurt any less!

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During this one, I think that an, “Ooh Do-” slipped out involuntarily but I told Mike that it didn’t count because I didn’t say the whole thing.  I STILL won’t give him the satisfaction of saying it again but it was CRAZY!  Instead, I told him to do his worst.

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We ended with this one and I think it was proof that this might be his worst… at least that is how it felt!  I like this picture because you can see my socks.  It WAS “Wacky Sock Wednesday #2” and these socks were my FAVORITE shade of purple!

He talked with my Mom about the cold weather causing my muscles to constrict.  And it is COLD now!   I fell in and out of sleep on the drive home because my Mom was driving.  I was SO tired so I went to bed early.  It was 8:55 when I laid on my stomach and I woke up at 10:55 to check my phone to see if we would have ANOTHER snow day.  We didn’t.  When I woke up to get ready for work, the trifecta of pain was in FULL EFFECT!!!  My butt, quads, and hamstrings were killing me!!!

I texted Jesse about how cold it was here and I began to doubt walking.  If the cold makes my muscles constrict, am I going to be like this EVERY winter?!  He calmed me down by saying that it’s better this year than it was last year (which is SO true!).  Then he texted, “Yes U will still walk for sure.”  I responded, “Okay.  Sometimes I waiver.”  To which he replied simply, “Dont”. Those two texts gave me the reassurance I needed.  He’s been constant in his belief of me walking since I came to Barwis.  From literally day one.  Since I couldn’t stand up from my chair and had to be harnessed at the Keiser machine.  I responded, “Thanks!  I won’t!”  I just wish he could say something to make my butt stop hurting so much!!!