new tennis shoes.
laying out.
popcorn.
worked.
band-aid tan line.
ryleigh.
spoke in church.
Recovering Charles.
exercise.
laughed.
give away clothes.
slept.
not too shabby of a weekend.
8 days.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Life, Just Life
I past two times I've gone to Physical Therapy these two conversations have happened with guys who are probably around the age 50-65. One is a die-hard Chicago Cubs fan with a thick Chicago accent, and the other is a black business man with an earring in his ear. Both are friends I've made this time around in Physical Therapy:
Monday (just finished running and ab workout, sweaty and red-faced, ready for ice)
J: Natalie, Come here for a second...
N: I probably smell...
J: No problem, Are you training for the Olympic team or something?
N: (laughing) No!
J: What are you working out so hard for then?
N: Life, just life
J: You work out harder than any girl I've ever seen, I thought you for sure would have to be training for something
N: oh no, just recovering from surgery
Thursday (doing the agility ladder)
H: (Walks over to me) Are you a professional athlete?
N: hahaha NO!
H: oh man, I thought I needed to get your autograph or something
N: Nope, not a professional athlete at all
H: It looks like you could be one with how you do the ladder and your exercises
N: Well, if you want my autograph i'll give it to you anyways
H: (laughs) So what are you training for?
N: Life
H: Wow, that's good. Keep it up kid.
I hear him in the distance talking to my therapist
H: She is SO good
Therapist: Yeah, She's a Pro.
I guess hard work always pays off in the end.. eh?
Monday, July 27, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
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