We were running a little late for my time at Barwis and I contemplated cancelling but my Mom told me that “some stretch was better than NO stretch.” She was completely correct so we ended up being about 20 minutes late. Nick and I get right into what is our normal routine and he loosened my legs before I got on the table. I didn’t feel as tight as I have before but I still felt like I had MS. (I don’t even remember what a “normal” body would feel like, it’s been so long).
Nick had me lay on my stomach again. He said that my quads felt kind of tight so we were going to work my “hammies.” I was okay with that, whatever he thinks. I laid on my stomach and propped myself on my elbows. I placed my hands flat on the table and got ready to hear the first, “push” from Nick. Well, it’s true. Three’s a charm. I did well with the PNFs. I “pushed” and “pulled” when I was told to and that felt good!
When we were finished with the two sets on each leg, my time was up. I rolled over onto my back and I was tired but my legs felt loose. They were warm and relaxed. I kept my head on the table and waited a moment and took a deep breath in an out. As Nick grabbed my ankles to pull me to the edge of the table, he asked how I felt. I replied, Good.” Then I amended that by saying, “Really good.” He pulled my ankles and asked, Really good or really, REALLY good?” I responded, Really, really good.” To which he laughed and said ‘F*** yeah!” He’s a potty mouth like Phil.