Overdoing It
I forgot to mention that on Saturday we watched the end of the Stars playoff game which went into two overtime periods, then thirteen innings of a Rangers game. I felt like I watched sports all day. I ended up going outside to weed the garden, just so I wasn’t shut up in the house the entire weekend.
Also over the weekend, I realized I might be doing an incorrect number of one of my physical therapy exercises. At the end of my first PT appointment on the 13th, the therapist went over the three daily exercises she wanted me to do. These were all stretches. For the first two stretch exercises, there were a number sets, each consisting of a number of reps. For each rep, I was to hold the stretch for a certain number of seconds. So for the first one, it was 3 sets of 10 reps, holding each one for 5 seconds. So I should perform the action a total of thirty times.
I didn’t notice the third exercise was a little different. It was ten reps for ten seconds. I thought there were ten sets. So I was doing a hundred stretches, when I only needed to do ten! I suddenly realized this might be the case the fourth night (which was Friday evening after they were closed). I was on my second set (about the twentieth stretch), when I stopped. For the rest of the weekend, I just did ten a day till I confirmed on Monday that I had been doing it wrong at first. They therapist I had that morning said I wasn’t the first person who’d gotten it wrong! I had been wondering why it was so dang hard. Oof!
Watched The Big Lebowski tonight since there was no Rangers or Stars. I’m finally hip on in jokes from twenty-five years ago. I now know the context of the line, "The Dude abides."
Also over the weekend, I realized I might be doing an incorrect number of one of my physical therapy exercises. At the end of my first PT appointment on the 13th, the therapist went over the three daily exercises she wanted me to do. These were all stretches. For the first two stretch exercises, there were a number sets, each consisting of a number of reps. For each rep, I was to hold the stretch for a certain number of seconds. So for the first one, it was 3 sets of 10 reps, holding each one for 5 seconds. So I should perform the action a total of thirty times.
I didn’t notice the third exercise was a little different. It was ten reps for ten seconds. I thought there were ten sets. So I was doing a hundred stretches, when I only needed to do ten! I suddenly realized this might be the case the fourth night (which was Friday evening after they were closed). I was on my second set (about the twentieth stretch), when I stopped. For the rest of the weekend, I just did ten a day till I confirmed on Monday that I had been doing it wrong at first. They therapist I had that morning said I wasn’t the first person who’d gotten it wrong! I had been wondering why it was so dang hard. Oof!
Watched The Big Lebowski tonight since there was no Rangers or Stars. I’m finally hip on in jokes from twenty-five years ago. I now know the context of the line, "The Dude abides."