Today Daisy and I walked thirty five minutes. The entire walk I felt what I would describe as a tweaking feeling in my butt, but I know that won't be a good enough explanation on Saturday morning. That's when I will return to the gym for my next rehab workout and Lisa will ask me to describe the sensation more specifically, maybe even use a scientific body part term like gluteus for butt. Then she's likely to comment, "That's good, that means you worked your glutes on Wednesday."
Yes, readers, I have been absent three months because I have been in rehab. Not the drug and alcohol kind, but the "I really want to walk normally again" kind. And I have been studying anatomy with the renewed interest of somebody with a dog in the fight.
So, if you check back, I'll share some moments of wisdom, pain and humility soon.....maybe even start at the beginning of this sixty year old's fight to walk the dog like a normal person. Gotta go..... gotta stretch.