Notes
Started physical therapy up today amidst a storm of anger, sadness, frustration, and just generally wanting to punch someone. Thank God for the punching bag. Sarah kept her word, and I boxed. It was quite fun. But anyway.
Started out with a heating pad on my hips for about 10 minutes, then I went 10 minutes on the elliptical, then I stretched, then I did leg lifts with weights, then leg adductions with weights, then straight leg kick backs with weights, then sidestepping with weights and one of those stretchy resistance band thingies, then sideways crunches (they don't deserve a description other than that), and I can't really think of too much else. Then I got to lay into the punching bag, which is actually a pretty good cardio workout, and very tiring. Then I got ultrasound on both hips, then <insert a multitude of colorful adjectives here> deep tissue massage, then assisted stretching, and then I was OUTTA THERE.
It was kind of funny, because I left more in pain than when I got there. Imagine that.