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Death by exercise
Wednesday, 4 February 2009 14:21
ZOMG. My *THIGHS*.
I asked my sister to send me any weightlifting exercise she might know of that would be helpful to me. Since my sister has a degree in exercise science and is going for her PhD in physical therapy, I figured she'd be the person who would know.
So I did them, on Monday. And rested on Tuesday, like she said - which I kind of *had* to because my legs hurt so much I couldn't walk straight. Ask Andrew about the penguin waddle I've been doing because bending my knees is kind of a no-no right now.
My legs are now so sore that I can barely get up or down to sit somewhere and they hurt so much the last two nights that I've hard time sleeping.
Last night was one of the worst I've ever had. I didn't even begin nodding off until 12 and then I woke up again at 2:45ish and didn't nod off again until after Andrew had left for work at 6:30 and then I woke once more at 7:15 and figured there was no use trying.
My legs got better after I did some walking around today and worked through the stiffness and the pain. What nobody ever tells you about pain is how terribly tedious it is.
All I know is nobody's going to have to rock me to sleep tonight, because I am dog tired.
I asked my sister to send me any weightlifting exercise she might know of that would be helpful to me. Since my sister has a degree in exercise science and is going for her PhD in physical therapy, I figured she'd be the person who would know.
So I did them, on Monday. And rested on Tuesday, like she said - which I kind of *had* to because my legs hurt so much I couldn't walk straight. Ask Andrew about the penguin waddle I've been doing because bending my knees is kind of a no-no right now.
My legs are now so sore that I can barely get up or down to sit somewhere and they hurt so much the last two nights that I've hard time sleeping.
Last night was one of the worst I've ever had. I didn't even begin nodding off until 12 and then I woke up again at 2:45ish and didn't nod off again until after Andrew had left for work at 6:30 and then I woke once more at 7:15 and figured there was no use trying.
My legs got better after I did some walking around today and worked through the stiffness and the pain. What nobody ever tells you about pain is how terribly tedious it is.
All I know is nobody's going to have to rock me to sleep tonight, because I am dog tired.