Over the past week many some things have happened. Let's start with skiing on Sunday.
By now you'd think I would know better than to go skiing on a long weekend. Even going late in the day provides no relief from the Jerry congestion on every run. Honestly, if you're just going to stand around, why waste money on a lift ticket?
Next morning bright and early, it was time to get stretched out in a well intentioned but somewhat over-eager attempt to heal my shoulder and arm in the shortest time possible. Is it working? Who the fuck knows. All I know is that I can now reach the shower head with my right hand without thinking about it. I guess that's progress.
Tuesday was another trip to the physical therapist and this time it hurt. Different routine and definitely premature. Wednesday resulted in significant swelling to my shoulder and arm; my first actual setback. Solution? Ice and oxy.
Thursday came and went with me making amends for my nasty Wednesday temperament and attitude by leaving work early, going to another PT session, and swinging by the florist for some apology flowers for my girlfriend. She puts up with a lot of shit from me and to her great credit, has never once laid a beating on me.
Which brings me to today. Friday. At lunchtime, another trip to get stretched out. And tonight, some time on the indoor trainer while I watch the first half of rugby game and pretend that my low gear pedaling is sending me up a mountain pass at tremendous speed.
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