Quote of the Day:
“I think that one doctor’s a quack.”
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Here we are, day 15. Almost done with the 2nd week. Training ends officially on Sunday evening. Tomorrow the medical staff will be doing a dinner at this awesome restaurant in the Springs.
Somehow no matter how much I sleep, I want to sleep more.
Funny thing is…I’m happy it’s almost over…and yet I’m worried about the Games themselves. Medical, I predict, is going to probably staff us at the games, one on duty with a table nearby, and one off duty.
I just worked on one of the Coaches for wheelchair Basketball. He’s been a para-Olympic athlete. He’s had polio. He was telling me how his doctors were saying, “you probably shouldn’t be exercising/competing, because it can make the post-polio syndrome worse.” But as an athlete, he’s been training and competing for something like 17 years already. He’s coaching now, but still very very active. Strong upper body.
Janis worked on him yesterday, so today I did a light lymphatic/swedish flush. Nothing too hard, since he’s still a little sore. He did comment that his range of motion was better…even though the soreness (which I think may be from doing a little too deep work for an initial session, but that’s my opinion) was still there, and made him get up at 4am this morning to take an Advil.
So far it seems the injuries have been light. Mostly grade 1, maybe 2. It does seem that most of the team is not severely injuring themselves, and that the coaches have been doing a good job primarily of pushing fluids and recovery drinks on the team.
And from the glimpses of the other teams, we are looking good. Running, wheelchair sports, sitting volleyball - which we the staff got to try out two days ago. That was awesome - our team is looking fierce, intimidating, and ready to kick ass!!
Unfortuately, I wasn’t able to check out the basketball yesterday due to more people coming in, and needing work. We barely got a 30 minute lunch. After I slept like 2 hours the night before. So last night, I crashed at 930 and slept like a fucking log until 7am.
My 730 I woke up for never showed. But the Rod was so awesome. As most of them are. I honestly think that this team has been amazing - they’ve suffered so much, and are pushing themselves every day to really achieve. I think we’re gonna do it. We’re gonna win the three-peat.
Also my allergies to the Colorado dust seem to be fading. Some sniffles here and there, but so far so good, thanks to generic Claratin-D.
And finally, a day off again. Saturday night we’re partying to the wee hours! :) Funkagenda in Denver! :) Hell ya.
Music is a great part of my life - and being away from the concerts, the shows, and the scene in general - I miss it almost as much as my dance classes and partner.
By the way, can I say something - people that do not know how to learn are the ones that get the most pissed off when they can’t get a step. But do not be crabby at the teacher/instructor when YOU cannot get the step. We do our best to help. Bitching at us is not going to help you learn. Jeez.
Oh, and we also had an awesome lightening storm last night. Not like the South, but it was nice to see the lights. You never see that in So Cal. Barely. Miss it.