November 29, 2006

Seriously. Ow.

Last night I was exponentially more sore (sorer?) than I was after Monday’s bootcamp session.

I sat on the couch last night with my feet on the coffee table. It was comfortable. Comfortable, that is, until I had to get up. When the urge hit, I had to place my hands behind my knees and pull my knees slightly toward me, to remove my feet from the table. Then I dropped my feet to the floor, and try to stand. To do this, I placed my hands on either side of my hips, and used my upper body to hoist myself off the cushion. Then I tried to straighten my legs to walk, but I needed to use the coffee table for support and to help launch me to a straight, standing position. My thighs and calves were so tight, I walked like I was 85 years old. Actually, more like an 85-year old Tin Man from The Wizard of Oz. But this 85 year-old Tin Man waddles like waterfowl a little bit.

Yesterday at work I had to use the large bathroom stall so I could support myself with the helpful bars on the walls. It’s a good thing I have a filter that kept me from yelling “OW!” outloud each time I had to use the facilities.

To get out of my car, I had to grab onto the roof with my right hand and the door with my left, to lift myself out of the seat. I made the mistake of going to lunch in a coworker’s Audi TT yesterday, and almost had to spend the rest of the day in the car because I was stuck.

I kept dropping things too. And I could not pick them up like a normal person, because I was unable to squat. Instead, I had to bend at the waist to reach. And since my hamstrings were so tight, I had to spread my legs a little bit in order to grab what I dropped. I had to perform this in front of someone’s desk when a piece of cantaloupe fell off my plate as I walked by. I would have left it there on the floor, but the dude saw me drop it and heard me say dammit. I didn’t say dammit because I dropped something, but because I had to attempt to get it up off the floor.

Today is a long run. At least jogging will help loosen things up. I think. I hope. I’ll probably look ridiculous, like a running penguin. But everyone loves penguins.

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  • meredith says:

    I am so with you, sistah. I have always been able to bend over with straight legs and put my hands flat on the floor. Yesterday my finger tips were a good 4 inches from touching the carpet, due to very, very tight hamstrings.

    I remember that chair my grandma had that had hydrolics and pushed her ass out of the chair. I need one for the couch, the car and the toilet.

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  • (e) says:

    I think the funniest part of last night was when you DID finally get to an upright position, you kinda wobbled a little. Like a Weeble. I wasn’t quite sure if you would fall back down.

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