Wednesday, February 18, 2009

PT cruiser

Let the games begin! PT is underway in earnest now and boy, is that a fun way to spend an hour or what. Let's see, how can I describe it? It's like having someone move your arm at an awkward angle, as far as you can possibly stand, then have him move it further, an inch at a time. And when you think it can't possibly go any further without YOUR BRAIN EXPLODING, he moves it an inch further. And then your brain explodes all over his shirt* and ruins his day. And then you begin again. Lather, rinse, repeat for the better part of an hour, after which you are immobilized rewarded by having a giant icepack chilled to approximately seven degrees Kelvin strapped to your shoulder for precisely 15 minutes. Then you get to go to work.

Yeah, it's just like that.

So that's what I will be doing two to three mornings a week for the foreseeable future. I'm sensing that there will be ample quantities of comfort food consumed along the way. I already have a pack of Starbuck's dark chocolate covered grahams loaded and waiting in my desk drawer, just waiting for me to pull the trigger.

This PT thing had better work. I'm just sayin', is all.

* OK, slight exaggeration, but it sounds much more dramatic that way, don't you think?


  1. Ah PT, my favorite. At least your PT wonk didn't do the Ben Hur speech for you like he did me.

    " I see hate in your eyes 41, that's good, hate keeps a man alive, it gives him strength. You are all condemned men. We keep you alive to serve this ship, so row well and live........."

    He was a insufferable little pric* but good at what he did.

  2. Hahaha! Love that.

    My PT tech is a hospital corpsman. I've been lucky to book several appointments in a row with him, but in general I'll get whomever's available. Not a lot of personal connection there, IYKWIM.

    Too bad. I'm sure ion another week or so I could use a good Ben Hur speech.

  3. Oh my! I went to see The Torturer today for the first time in 10 days. He was out of town, my daughter was in town, etc. I am SO hurting tonight! Of couse when I go it's a 2 1/2 hour appointment. I WISH I could get out in an hour. I feel so bad for you though. I wish I could come visit you at PT one day and try to cheer you up. It sucks. I'm sorry.

  4. It's not so bad... yet. I'm still in the honeymoon phase. I haven't yet learned how much work it takes to produce each little inch of gain.

    But check with me in a month. By then I'm sure I'll need a morale boost!

  5. You could exchange PT with sex and the first paragraph would still work.

    "And that's what I'll be doing two or three mornings a week for the foreseeable future." Oh hell yes.

  6. Hey, you're right, and it sure would be a hell of a lot more fun. Although I don't think I can use my sick time for sex. I'll have to check.


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