I had my second session with Lorenzo, my personal trainer this morning. He’s a pleasant
man with a nice smile and positive coaching style but he finds the most challenging things for me to do! So far his most effective means of torture has been this elastic band that I have to step into and strap around my ankles and then walk sideways up and back the length of the gym, all the while maintaining tension on the band. Sounds easy enough huh? It is a killer! About one quarter of the way through my paces, my legs begin to burn. It’s difficult to say just where it hurts the most because the pain is almost everywhere from my waist down.
This morning, as I was “feeling the burn” I thought of my Mom. She had her second knee replacement surgery yesterday. I spoke to her a bit this morning. She was groggy and in pain. We chatted for a short time and she compared the pain to what she experienced last year when she had her first surgery and remarked that it seemed much worse. When I thought about the pain she is currently experiencing and the kind of PT she’ll be dealing with in the next four weeks or so, I thought that maybe during my next few weeks with Lorenzo as exercising with Mom. Maybe I can’t take on her pain for her, but I can certainly stop the whine on mine.