Mike pulled me in to Barwis when I got there after I got out of the car by myself. I was a bit early and I wiped the snow off of my wheels as I waited. I talked with Connor a little and he was excited for me as I told him of my little victories of my trifecta of pain, the charley horses I’ve had in my right foot, and my tub being cold the other day as I got in. I could ACTUALLY feel it!!! It was pretty cool! All the guys here can appreciate the small things that won’t impress able-bodied people. I REALLY dig that!!! Mike came over to get me and I told him as he pushed me to the blue table that he HAD to take my shoes off so I could show Megan my socks because it was “Wacky Sock Wednesday!” He told me that he wouldn’t and that if Megan wanted to see my socks, she would have to take my shoes off herself. I told Megan this and she ran over (she was working with Garret) and pulled one of my shoes off.
Mike told me that I would have to be stretched with one shoe on and one shoe off. I told him that he was, “Bumming me out!” so he is pictured here taking my other shoe off. He told me that my socks weren’t wacky and I told him that I didn’t really have wacky socks and I had just ordered a few so they’re on their way. Then he said that me and Megan are the ONLY two people who do this. I told him that I didn’t care but I tweeted this pic so wouldn’t it be great to start a movement?! EVERYONE wear wacky socks EVERY WEDNESDAY!!!
He stretched me like crazy!!! He told me that we’re in “Maintenance Mode” right now because of the weather and the constriction of my blood vessels or something but I understood what he meant. This winter has been SO much better than last! I don’t know if it’s because last winter was ABSOLUTELY horrible or because I have 19 months of work under my belt. This time, I again refused to say “Ooh Doggie!” Even though the stretch was INSANE! When I got home, I talked to my Mom and told her she that my butt was KILLING me! (It still is this morning) and she suggested that I don’t challenge Mike any more. But, I kind of dig challenging him with the raise of one eyebrow and the assertion that, “I can take it!” through gritted teeth even though it IS pretty tough at times! In my refusal to submit and say, “Ooh Doggie!”, I tell him to “Do your worst!” I think he did do his worst this time but I’m okay with it because I KNOW that it HAS to hurt if it’s to heal! All signs point to walking… Eventually.