Little Stretches


My sister Rosie, the rockstar talented physical therapist, gave me some little stretch and ab exercises last time I went to visit her and her family.  I did them for a while, not three times a week like she told me to, but once in a while.  Like maybe three times one week, once the next, five the week after that, none the next.  Even so, I felt better.  They were working to get me over the year-plus of foot and back-related sedentary-ness.

So, feeling better, what I did was set my sights on getting “in shape”.  I asked her to give me more exercises, which she did. I shopped for a gym.  But meanwhile, I stopped doing the little stretches completely.  I became focused on developing a grander workout plan.

Bad idea.  Everything got worse.

I mentioned this to Rosie, “Hey what the eff, everything is hurting again!”

“What did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything!”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I was doing the little stretches but then you sent me the big routine and I got kinda overwhelmed and I stopped doing everything and now I hurt.”

“Well I sent you that stuff when you said you were going to hire a PT out there.  It wasn’t supposed to be all for you.”

“Oh, right.”  I’d forgotten that part.  “So, should I just keep doing the little stretches?”

“Yes! Keep going. Little stretches, three times a week.”

“Ok ok.  I got it.”

“And you could hire a PT in Cali.”

“I’ll think about it.”

And so, today I did my little stretches, and tiny abdominal moves, and I feel better.  Amazing.

I’m gonna keep going.

Thank you.

Sascha LiebowitzComment