Friday, May 24, 2013

In the Running

Ten minutes. Yeah, buddy. I ran and sweated and smiled through my breathlessness. 

Progress at PT. 

Next to me, a girl in pain complained and whined with a sour face about the heaviness of her arm weights. Her trainer successfully encouraged her through multiple sets. Trust, girl. They won't make you do more than your body can handle. Give intelligent feedback so you and your therapist can be a team.  Best wishes. 

Ten minutes flew by like the dragonfly I am.