1. running outside (even in the deathly heat and humidity)
2. sleeping
3. drinking
4. getting an Italian lemonade from Mario’s
5. watching paint dry
6. drinking
7. chewing glass
8. running into a sharp spike
9. did I say drinking…?
Yep, it’s that bad people.
Also, thanks to DK for ideas 4, 6 and 7…

paloma herrera(’s feet)
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I love ballet feet. They are my favorite feet to work on (ok…more like observe some other genius working on). Especially because when I say things like “Ohh… I see how you have shifted your weight to the 4th and 5th mets and now your tib. anterior is way over-compensating.” the dancers attached to these feet know exactly what I am talking about. Smarties.
Oh gate control and central biasing, I thought I was done with you for at least a little while!!!
PT school: where massages are free and clothing is optional
- Maggie S.
…should totally be against the rules. Not only is it accelerated because it’s crammed into 8 weeks, but it is also impossible to study when its 94 and sunny!!
Also, we are doing goniometry right now, which is a fancy way to say “I am learning how to measure the angles of the joints of your body.”

Yep. Not that fun. I think it actually would be fun if it wasn’t being taught at a million miles an hour. And maybe if I could skip the shoulder. Dude, I hate the shoulder. You just don’t know. Give me messed up ballerina feet any day.
On an up note- we did get to play with ultrasound, which is relatively easy and feels good too. Neat! I’m learning so much. (sortof).
I have checkoffs tomorrow, so keep your fingers crossed for me. I need all the luck I can get… (stupid shoulder).
xoxo,
S
I’m lying. It’s so great. And I am seriously lacking. So busy.
Sometimes I hate when people say that. Oh you’re busy? So is the rest of the world. I feel especially hypocritical as I sit here blogging at 2:30am. But my brain needs a break. I honestly have been studying so much I think my brain might just commit suicide. See ya, I’m out. You are working me to death!! I know, dramatic right?
Somehow I must get through the next 2 weeks. One more final (from neuro-hell) this week. Cardio lab practicals next week, plus a TON of studying for the week after. 3 written exams and a lower extremity palpation practical. and then… spring break! If I make it through all that, I am so golden- I’ll be like a freaking pot at the end of the rainbow. yeah. I don’t know either…
I bet you didn’t know that PT school was so glam now did ya?! All I know is that mama is getting some crazy sparkly new shoes and a massage the second spring break arrives. If I survive, of course. I can do anything for just two weeks right?!