Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Treadmill Time

Just a quick update on Pat's walking.  Monday evening he walked 8 minutes on the treadmill, which may not sound like much but he kept an incredibly even gate the entire time he walked, even though he did take a few breaks for 10 or 20 seconds.  We figured out that at the rate he is going, he is currently walking a two hour mile.  Unless he wants to get run over by the Forth Of July Parade, he's going to have to step it up.  He walked about 0.07 miles.  Not bad after a few weeks (months) hiatus.  He also let me convince him to get into the pool afterward and do a little walking, not much, but enough to help his muscles loosen up a bit.

Now the part I am really proud of.  He got on the treadmill all by himself!  I was on an elliptical a few machines back and I was so impressed at the initiative he showed.  He didn't tell me he was going to do it, I just looked over and saw him halfway on.  It took a lot of self control not to run over to be his spotter and I had to close my eyes a few times when it got dicey but he managed to do it all himself.  In fact I had to yell over to him and ask him to wait to start walking until I got done with the elliptical.  It just goes to show how much progress he is making because usually it takes both of us to get him on, and usually there is at least one point where we both almost fall over.  Good thing our gym has nice wide aisles, right?

5 comments:

Alanna said...

Dear Melissa and Pat!

So awesome to hear about your progress!! good luck with all of that!!

EIGHT MINUTES IS AWESOME!!!!!

Do you guys use skype? I would so love to talk to both of you. :) Please call or text 801-691-4737


Love,
Alanna

Nana Renee said...

Heh, Pat. That is amazing!!!!!! We are SO proud of you. I bet your Mom and Dad and bros are too. What a way to go! I'm so impressed, esp that you got on it by YOURSELF.
Love,
Mama Spud

Nana Renee said...

Something fitting for Easter. You are loved and watched over.
Love,
mom

Behold the wounds in Jesus' hands,
The Marks upon His side.
Then ponder who He meant to save
when on the cross He died.
We cannot see the love of God
Which saves us from the fall,
Yet know that Christ from wood and nails
built mansions for us all.

We cannot see the love of God
Which saves us from the fall,
Yet know that Christ from wood and nails
built mansions for us all.

Behold the outstreched hands of Christ,
Our God, who came to save,
Whose love and grace redeems our souls
And lifts us from the grave.
Though bruised and battered as we stray
His loving hands caress,
He washes and annoints with oil
Then in His arms we rest.

Behold the wounds in Jesus' hands,
Look to your Lord and live
He yearns to bless you with His love
And all your sins forgive.
Oh empty is the heart of man
When it is filled with sin.
Come open wide your broken heart
And let your Savior in!

Behold His wounded hands and feet!
Come touch and see and feel
The wounds and marks that you may know
His love for you is real.
Then as you fall to worship Him
And wash His feet in tears,
Your Savior takes you in His arms
And quiets all your fears.

words by John V. Pearson

Alanna said...

That's so awesome. Great job Pat. BTW, it was so nice to have you all over for Easter.

Tina said...

Way to go Pat!