Monday afternoon I met Edward. He's got a great personality, totally fit body, and he's easy on the eyes. Sadly he is married and perhaps a bit sadistic. He's my F.I.T. (Feel In Tune) Trainer and he did my evaluation and wrote me a prescription for exercise.
Seriously? Yes, I have a prescription for exercise. He's really not sadistic but some of the things he wanted me to do hurt. I'm sure it will get better over time like he says, but right now, it hurts. He was very cautious of my knee and back problems and has set me up with Therabands and exercises I can do to stretch and stengthen without putting additional pressure in these areas.
I loved working with him. I hope Matt will be home soon to exercise with me. Andrew doesn't care too. He'd like me to better at Call of Duty, that's not going to happen. Although Call of Duty would be easy on the back and knee, it requires skills of coordination I clearly don't posses.
I worked with Edward for 90 minutes on Monday and he told me to take Tuesday off. Good thing, since I could barely move anyway. I followed my prescription again on Wednesday, as instructed, and felt pretty good. Looking forward to seeing how quickly I can improve my ability to stretch. It will also be exciting to climb a flight of stairs without needing oxygen or a lung transplant.
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