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Irish cream in my coffee

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It’s different,
It’s exciting,
It’s delicious,
It’s a little risky,
But oh so wonderful.
Can’t get enough!!!

Song: Oasis (A Great Big World)


Contents written: May 19 2016  | Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


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Mad dash…

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Image source: Google images (leaderchat.org)

I ran a marathon last week!
Well, no I didn’t,  but it certainly felt like it! Sunday was the birthday party, Monday to Thursday was busy, busy, busy! I was on fire and operating at maximum output, #Push.

However, I woke up Friday morning, thinking it was Saturday, only to discover a half hour later it was indeed Friday! Color me screwed!!!!

It went something like this…

5:30 wake up

I’m already an hour behind schedule. I’m gonna have to skip a few things

6:15 showered, dressed, and making breakfast

Nothing fancy, just whatever’s fast. Coffee, bread with peanut butter, few spoons of Oatmeal (no time to finish the whole cup), vitamins.

6:45 wake munchkin, get her to the table

Chocolate milk, vitamins (her real breakfast is at school, 8am, before class starts )

7:10 Done with dishes, get munchkin rinsed and dressed, fast.

Munchkin not cooperating. SHE ALWAYS DOES THIS WHEN WE’RE LATE. ARRGGG!!!

7:35 Dash down the stairs to walk the dog.

We’re really supposed to be heading to the bus stop. Cutting it way too close (bus to the train = two-fare zone)

7:42 Dash to the bus stop

There’s only one person. Seems we’ve already missed the 7:45. No sign of the 7:50 bus in the distance. Gonna have to take a cab or munchkin will be late.

8:07 Only 3 mins before the class door closes. Yes, we made it!

8:15 At the gym.

Only have time for a 30 min. workout. (10 mins abs, 20 mins high intensity [level 12] on the elliptical machine, 10 mins to change, 5 mins to run back to munchkin’s school )

9:00 Dashing back to munchkin’s school. Seated by 9:06

100 Days of School celebration, Black History Month celebration, Family Friday, Read to munchkin’s class… I volunteer for this once per month (celebrations ran long, decided to cancel the story reading, her teacher agreed, kids were tired)

11:30 Grocery shopping

1:30 Back home. Starving! Unpack groceries. Quick lunch.

2:00 pm Exhausted. Need a nap.

4:30 Cooking dinner

5:45 Dishes washed, kitchen cleaned, dog fed.

6:00 Dashing out the door to pickup munchkin from daycare (afterschool). Take trash and recycling on the way out.

7:30 pm Back home, dog walked, dinner, dishes.

9:30 pm showered and in bed, a bit of reading.

Had I not napped I’d be in dreamland instead of reading (and writing this post). Tomorrow, Saturday, I rest ALL DAY. It’s my ritual. (Six days shall I labor but rest on the seventh as per God’s instructions in Genesis Chap 1)

So, you good folks, that was my Mad Dash week in review, how was yours? Thanks as always for reading.

Hugs,
A.


Contents written: February 26 2016  |  Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


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Physical Therapy: Mr. S vs Mr. K

Earlier this year I was plagued with severe back pain and I wasn’t certain why. A series of tests including 2 MRIs and a biopsy finally revealed the cause of my discomfort.

I’m right-handed and as a result my left side is excellent at load-bearing but the downside to that is muscle damage along my left side — mainly my back. Add to that 17 yrs at a physically demanding job,  and my resistance to use a backpack instead of a shoulder bag (backpacks make me feel like a school kid) and the issue has compounded over time significantly.

Now that we (me and my doctor)  know what’s causing the pain, our plan of action is physical therapy  and making changes which include:

  • heat-assisted massages (muscle stimulation and tension release)
  • muscle strengthening exercises
  • avoiding activities that aggravate the problem
  • medication if the pain gets severe (but I’m not interested in masking the pain I want to fix the problem so I never filled the prescription).

Since I began Physical therapy (PT), I’ve noticed an increase in my flexibility, the pain has lessened and my mood is a lot better too. I’m now considering joining a gym close by once therapy is done but I’ve already been cautioned to start slow to avoid causing additional damage (I can get super competitive even with myself — setting goals, beating records etc. Yes, I can get a little nuts).

I used to run daily before munchkin was born, but not at all now and I think my sudden shift in physical activity has had a lot to do with my body literally seizing up. Actually, I am still very active but the shift has been from activity to strengthen and maintain core muscles and stamina to,  chasing a toddler, picking up said toddler, bending a hundred times a day to clean up after that toddler and carrying a million items her highness toddler ‘needs’ to make her tiny life complete while carrying my own bags plus grocery too. It’s no wonder my poor body has literally been collapsing under the pressure and has been crying out for help (single parent dilemma). Thankfully I have heard its cry and am now making ammends. Needless to say, my physical therapist is at the top of my list of things to be thankful for these days.

Sadly though, I was a little unnerved when Mr S, to whom I was assigned, was away for my last 2 sessions. PT is a very ‘hands on’ activity and I don’t like having my personal space invaded unnecessarily. But to my surprise, Mr K (Mr S’s understudy) did a fantastic job filling in and I was quite thrilled with the results. He was amazing at getting the knots out (younger, stronger hands — sorry Mr S! ) and this Chica has left PT feeling pretty darn good the last two times.

Today, however, Mr S was back and asked for an update on Mr K’s abilities. I requested a few things that Mr K did the last 2 visits and it seems Mr S wasn’t too pleased.

Mr S:
So K was being rough with you I see?

Me:
Ummmm…(turning my face the other side of the massage table delightfully embarrassed)

And as he uttered that sentence he pressed the heels of his palms deep into my sore muscles and all I could mumble was, “Oh my God!” (Don’t know if he heard me).

Seems that Mr K trying to show off lit a fire under Mr S since he certainly outdid himself this visit and I was beyond pleased. But it seems I might have also created a bit of in-house fighting healthy competition between the two. And there’s nothing wrong with that,  right?  (For the record,  Mr K was never rough,  he just zeroed in on the problem spots and masagged deeply. I have no idea why Mr S chose the word “rough”!

Anyway, I couldn’t look Mr K in the eye for the remainder of my session since I couldn’t help but think he and Mr S were gonna have a showdown heated,  chest thumping discussion about bravado, territory, boundaries and whatever else guys fight about. Oh my, I certainly have been a naughty girl today! Oh well…

Mr S cleared me to have a Deep Tissue Massage outside of PT if I needed extra loosening up between visits. I wish my insurance covered that too but unfortunately not. But my poor body desperately needs one (years since I had one — pre munchkin) so I will schedule one of those soon as a nice treat to myself.

I still have quite a few sessions to go before I’m cut loose (insurance limits) as I’m only doing once per week instead of two, but the way I’m feeling has inspired me to hit the gym soon because all this is reminding me of how wonderful exercise can be to help elevate one’s mood and this is something I need to do for me as I’ve left myself undone for far too long!

Feeling awesome today, and looking forward to many more days like these. Wishing you guys a fantastic day/week/weekend!!! ((Hugs))

A~


Contents written: November 7 2015  | Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises