It felt strange to be at Barwis to TRAIN at Barwis (it had been a week!). A scheduling conflict caused me to have to reschedule my time at Barwis. I was seen earlier in the day (at 11:00) but I was still with Nick Montoni. It was the last time I would train with him before he goes back to school (he has one more semester). I wore my Central shirt for the occasion and I was a little sad to see him go. I waited by the chairs and I heard my name so I turned my head. It was Jon working with Kaitlin. It had been awhile since I saw him and I smiled. Kaitlin is a first stepper and I had never seen her workout.
Megan came over and hugged me and we compared socks because it WAS “Wacky Sock Wednesday” #27. She pushed me over to the blue table and sat on the table as I told her my torn hamstring story. Just as I finished the story, I heard, “Ms. Rios!” I start work tomorrow but I won’t have students until after Labor Day. It was Michael. I smiled and told him that I thought I would see him (because I was at Barwis early in the day). I told him that I did my make-up for the occasion and then laughed and shook my head. I don’t wer make-up in the summer (barely during the school year).
Just then, Nick came over. He began working my calves while I sat in my chair as I snapped this pic:
He asked about my hamstring and I was happy to report that it hadn’t been aching at all really. We were able to REALLY work. I hadn’t done PNFs in SO long and it felt REALLY good to be able to do that again! I knew that this wasn’t the “comeback” I’ve been dreaming about but it was a beginning! When my time was over I hugged Nick and told him that the next time I see him (December) that I will be walking and he will be a graduate. We laughed and he told me to stay positive and to, “keep doing what [I’m] doing.”
As my Mom drove me home, I felt like I was going to throw-up! I said it a couple of times which alarmed my Mom but I told her that it was a GOOD thing. I told her that to work your body THAT hard, to the point of throwing up was applauded. It made me feel good that I DIDN’T feel good because it was proof I was working HARD and it’s been AWHILE since I’ve felt that I worked that hard and that REALLY felt good! (even though it felt like wanting to throw-up!)