I just got back from physical therapy. I had it in the pool today. Wow! I’m so much more sore after being in the pool than being in the gym! I didn’t expect that at all!
I had a blast, though. I love being in the pool. I need to get a gym membership to a gym with a pool so I can work on these exercises on my own.
Ok, so it wasn’t technically breakfast because I wasn’t technically eating.
I came out to the living area this morning and saw the box of Cheerios on top of the fridge and suddenly REALLY wanted some. However, since this isn’t my day to eat, that obviously wasn’t happening. However, I remembered an old habit of mine, chewing and spitting, that could help in this situation. I poured myself a bowl and proceeded to chew and spit those delicious Cheerios. It was quite satisfying.
Unfortunately, my dad came out partway through. He, luckily, didn’t notice the second bowl of regurgitated food. However, his presence interfered with my plans. I sneakily grabbed both bowls and took them to the bathroom, dumped them out, and rinsed them. I was very disappointed I didn’t get to finish.
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