How Do You Spell Relief?

Categories: Athlete's Jewelry, Giveaway, Root Canal, Running

In my case it starts with Endo and ends with dontist.

I mentioned my tooth issue a couple of weeks ago and it’s been all downhill from there with pain increasing by the hour.
So yesterday, finally, was my appointment.

But first, some last ditch, late night speedwork. A girl’s gotta do what she has to do to get a run in, right?

In my experience there’s a correlation between the swankiness of the waiting room and the degree of bloody murder that takes place once you get past the super-pretty receptionist and make it to the, um, procedure room.

Today was no different.

I walked in to find not one but two gurgling water features, complete with hypnotic wind chime sound effects. All the better to block out the drone of drills and bone saws I guess.
Overstuffed leather chairs (better to hide in)
Glossy magazines so I can read about the yacht I might escape on, should I actually survive the ‘procedure’
You get the idea.

I cowered in the fetal position deep in the leather crevices, jaw throbbing in pain, until the receptionist and her home-coming court dragged me kicking and screaming ushered me in.

The array of topical anesthetics read like a fine beverage list:
Buttered Rum?
Merlot?
Pina Colada?

I’ll spare you the nitty gritty.
Suffice it say the canals have been rooted, the Novacaine has worn off and although I’m considerably sore, the outrageous pain is gone.

First question as soon as I was finished? When will I be able to run?

Brace Yourself

Categories: Obesity, weightloss

As promised, here’s the fat pic I found laying around. Techno-dunce that I am, I couldn’t get my scanner to work so it’s a crappy pic of a pic, but you get the idea.

It’s me only bigger. Four dress sizes bigger. If seeing this doesn’t make me drop my bag of Ghirardelli I don’t know what will.

Actually I cannot believe I’m sharing it. Being jacked up on mega Advil because the tooth I complained about last week has become a raging concern probably has something to do with it. Tomorrow’s Endodontist appt. cannot come soon enough!

Another reason I’m showing you this is that I’ve heard from some of you that my blog is “too advanced”.  That I don’t ‘get’ how hard it is to start an exercise program when one is out of shape. 

Oh but I do.

It was never my intention to give the impression that I’ve always been some svelte speedy runner. Hell I don’t think of myself that way now. I may no longer look like a fat girl, but she will always be part of who I am.

Often I hear people from both sides of the fat vs thin equation talk in terms of “us” and “them”.  I’d rather think of us as one big group of humanity. Some are just in a different place in their journey.

Once you peel back the fear, negative self talk and self-limiting behavior, what you find may surprise you.