Yesterday was really great! I spent the afternoon in Champaign caching with niece Courtney (our third annual caching day). The first cache we went to required a 1/4 mile walk (and back) and it was totally pain free! I am still so amazed by that. In all, we were out about five hours and did 14 caches. One was down a creek embankment with weeds and vines and uneven, sloping ground and it didn't make me cry. It didn't even hurt! Remember when downhill slants/ramps were my worst thing, guaranteed to induce bone-grinding agony? No more! But five hours of driving and walking yesterday didn't bode well for therapy this morning.
I'm tired, and my measurement is still 112. Oh well. We do a lot of talking about things, pretty much confirming what I have been wondering about, like the quad taking so long to stretch because the knee was so bad for so long that it is really tight, and that it makes sense that my ankle flexibility is better now that my knee is better. You know, that old "foot bone connected to the ankle bone, the ankle bone connected to the leg bone" thing. Everything affects everything else.
Hamstring machine was at 50, leg press was 75. He was pleased that I had been doing stairs yesterday, too (no choice - Courtney lives on the 3rd floor), with no problems. In my head, I would like to be done with therapy before election day (the end of my current schedule).
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