Pre-school for the physically inept
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Turns out toddlers aren’t playing stupid games with brightly colored plastic toys. They’re just in PT.
Today I had to stand on a wobble board, not unlike a rocking horse without the horse, and move brightly colored plastic cones from one shelf to another shelf, one cone at a time.
“Move the blue one. Good. Now the yellow one. Bend your knees. Good job!”
That’s a great big piece of humble pie, let me tell ya. It’s suppose to build up the “balancing” muscles in my hips. Although it’s equally likely my physical therapist just has a mean sense of humor.
“Okay, last cone. Good job! Do you need to take a break? Get some water?”
...Only if I can have it in my sippy cup.
Today I had to stand on a wobble board, not unlike a rocking horse without the horse, and move brightly colored plastic cones from one shelf to another shelf, one cone at a time.
“Move the blue one. Good. Now the yellow one. Bend your knees. Good job!”
That’s a great big piece of humble pie, let me tell ya. It’s suppose to build up the “balancing” muscles in my hips. Although it’s equally likely my physical therapist just has a mean sense of humor.
“Okay, last cone. Good job! Do you need to take a break? Get some water?”
...Only if I can have it in my sippy cup.
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