As I type these words, Rex is at a testing site in Grand Rapids getting ready to take his board exam. Eeeeeeek! One little (okay, major) test is standing between him and his physical therapy license (and also his job offer). I'm sure he'll be fine, but it's hard not to be nervous for him, especially when he is so nervous. He thought he was going to puke from nerves this morning, and he looked like it too. Poor guy. He's been studying for weeks, and I've never seen him work so hard at anything.
He doesn't need to be nervous, though, because this guy is MADE to be a PT. If you don't believe me, just look at what happened last night:
Rex and I were sitting on the porch (on his five minute study break), and he said that his nerves were getting to him so he wanted to go for a run. He asked if I wanted to go too, and I said okay. We ran about two miles through the neighborhood, and I stuck with him the whole time until he sprinted the last hundred meters and I practically limped it, ha ha. When we got back inside and I stopped breathing like a gasping fish, I leaned against the entertainment center, sipped my water nonchalantly, and said, "Running is fun, but I've been really wanting work on my upper body strength, specifically my arms. It's tough without going to the gym, though, which takes a lot of time..." His face lit up, which was a bad sign. He said, "No way! You don't have to go to the gym! There's a bunch of stuff you can do here! Okay. I'm going to need a gallon of milk and some oven mitts..."
A gallon of milk and some oven mitts? What is he, the workout MacGuyver? He could write a book: Building Biceps with Stuff in Your Kitchen. What happened to good old fashioned push-ups? I suggested that to him, and he said, "Nope. Push ups focus on your pecs, and you said arms. This will be way more helpful." He then proceeded to teach me a bunch of ways to work on arm strength with kitchen items. He had way too much fun with it, ha ha, but I guess it's good that I can support him in his passion. I hope none of our neighbors were looking in the windows - they would have thought we were freaks. Here are a few of the exercises, in case you'd like to try them at home:
1. Milk Jug Curls - Hold a full milk jug in your hand, and raise it up to your mouth. Kiss the top as if you were going to drink the milk. Then slowly lower the milk jug back down. Repeat fifteen times, and do three sets on each side. WARNING: Keep your wrist firm and unbending throughout the process, or else Rex will tell you that you're going to wreck some random wrist tendon and that you're working the wrong muscles.
2. Oven Mitt Slide - This one is...special. Put the oven mitts on your feet in order to decrease friction between your feet and the floor. Get down into a push-up position, but instead of doing push-ups just walk yourself around the room on your hands, dragging your feet behind you. It's harder than you think.
3. Coffee Table Reverse Push-ups - Sit on the coffee table with your hands holding the edge of it and your feet on the couch. Lift your butt off of the coffee table and lower it into the space between the coffee table and the couch. Then lift and lower...then lift and lower... till you have huge muscles.
Those are only three of the exercises. He had about a zillion. Looks like I have no excuse to ever get fat. Blast. I'd better go eat some brownies before he gets home!
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