I can lift my arm all the way up to shoulder level!
Range of Motion is Go!
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I can lift my arm all the way up to shoulder level!
Range of Motion is Go!
Yet, I still don't appear to have external rotation to neutral. But I haven't been working that plane (or the forward arc either, though).
Yet, I still don't appear to have external rotation to neutral. But I haven't been working that plane (or the forward arc either, though).
I'm afraid you won't be ready for spring training then.
buffista spring training... hmmm.
general poll as to what this would involve -
::peeks in::
Buffista Sping Training would be awesome. Measuring for corsets. Proper tiara care. Devising odes to the serial comma. Correct pronunciation (and ingestion!) of Fernet. How to talk like a pirate.
That would probably just be Day One.
Man, it's been in awhile since I peeked in. I will never ever catch up. So I will skip merrily instead.
Buffista Sping Training would be awesome. Measuring for corsets. Proper tiara care. Devising odes to the serial comma. Correct pronunciation (and ingestion!) of Fernet. How to talk like a pirate.
So...normal pre-F2F activities?
Pretty much!
Hey, so, here's a thing. Firefox updated itself...
WHERE ARE MY GODDAMNED BOOKMARKS?
Wow, Emily, that's some update. Mine are all fine after the last FireFox update, so it's not an across-the-board issue.
My weekend seemed really short. I'm not looking forward to this week at work.
However, there was a nice end to the weekend, I went to the Feast of Carols at the church I used to go to as a kid (and was in the Feast of Carols as a kid, and Mom directed it one year). It's like a Christmas pageant, only no dialog. Various hymns are sung by the choir and it's sort of like a Living Nativity thing. The congregation brings canned food wrapped in white paper and then towards the end everyone brings them up to the altar. At the end everyone leaves the sanctuary in silence.