It seems as the days go by, the weaker, more fatigued, more tired I am.  I go to bed tired, wake up exhausted, and yet I manage to go to work and put in a full 8 hours, Monday – Friday.

Most people my age are just getting started, they are in the prime of their lives and all I want to do is medicate and sleep, even eating is a chore.

I have chickens and dogs to care for, and here lately, I’ve contemplated selling off the chickens, so I don’t have to get up so early in the morning to feed them, nor spend the time it takes after I get home from work giving them fresh water. Here in the south, fresh water is a must, it should be every day and I used to, until my fusion, now they are lucky to get fresh water every other day because I’m in too much pain to bend, stoop, undo the water containers, fill up, and walk them back to the the pens.  Sorry, I know, but I’m only being honest, for who ever cares, smile.

I can’t get rid of my dogs, they are my children, I just wish I had help with the three that aren’t mine.  I put their feed in their plates every morning, get on the floor (and wallow around a few minutes before managing to get up) and beg them to eat.  My two will always eat (Chichi’s) but the other three, I’ve given to picking up their food, putting in back in the containers, putting it in the frig, and moving on to the next task of the morning – getting ready for work.  I keep dry dog food down, so if they want to eat before I get home, they can eat dry food, the wet food is a treat, to give them something different, but if they don’t want it, I’m not going to beg them.

Life was going fine until I was rear-ended, 2 Aug 2011, then everything changed.  I couldn’t exercise, I started gaining weight, I had surgery, and now I can’t seem to get out of this slump I’m in.  I’ve tried, to no avail, the ever present pain keeps me down and when I do try to walk/do yoga the next day is even more painful than the day before.

I beg God do heal me, or just take some of the pain away, so I can function and get my life back, but apparently, He’s too busy dealing with ding-dongs who are trying to hurt/kill/take over the world and He knows I’ll keep plugging along, even if it’s at a snails pace.  I won’t quit, He didn’t make me that way, and my parents didn’t rear me that way either, so it’s ‘Onward, ho!” pain and all.

And then I see people, read about people, who are in worse shape than me and I feel SOOOO freakin’ bad for feeling bad. However, I’m human, and pain is pain, I just have to find a way to be an overcomer, again!

God bless and Namaste!



Cabin reserved…

thanks to my baby sister!

We are going to take a mini-vacation this summer.  Sorry, can’t tell you where nor when, don’t want to deal with any crazies…sorry.

I can tell you it will be days with no dogs, chickens, cats, phone, nor people to interrupt my already planned out schedule, see below.

Yoga, eat, biking, photographing, knitting/crocheting, reading, watching some satellite tv, more yoga, sleeping…repeat daily….  Sounds like the life of a superstar, so I’m pretending to be a superstar for a few days, although I have no one to cook/clean for me, but I think I can manage that without any problems.

I should be released from the doctor by then, so maybe I can get in a few mini-jogs, as I’m still afraid to run.  I’ll take my camera (which is huge) and that will force me to walk/jog and guarantee I get in some nature photos.

I’m super-uber excited!!!!!!!!


Cleared for running…

Saw my chiropractor this morning, and he has cleared me for running Sunday. THANK YOU GOD! I was going stir crazy not being able to run all week. I’m now officially a week behind in my training, argh!

I was also cleared for a yoga class this Tuesday, yeah! I’m so excited.

Now, I just need to find a second job to pay for the continuous use of the chiropractor. After 2 visits, $102. Dang, what did he have to do? But I’m not going to complain anymore, my back feels wonderful and I can breath and that’s all that matters, for now anyway.

I did make an appt to see him Wednesday, ’cause I always pull my tail-bone out when I do yoga…yuck, I know, but it makes the rest of my body feel good.

(Donna, I’m running Sunday after church, call if you wanna meet me and do the trace. It’s a 1.5 mile, not including wu/cd, about 1/4 mile each, so it’s a short and easy one, and I’m sure it’ll be slow due to being off this week and still nursing the rib head.)

Until next time….

Two-week follow-up…

Ok,it’s been exactly two-weeks that I’ve been training and last Saturday (18 June) I took a spill in the chicken yard on the right side, landed on my bad knee. Now for those of you who know me, know on Mother’s Day, I was going to mow my mother’s yard for her so it would be nice and pretty when she returned from the motorcycle ride with my daddy. And well the lawnmower treated me like a horse and rider and threw me off backwards on my left side. So now I think I’m even injured! LOL!

So I’m running with an even bummeder (yes I know it’s not a word, I have my degree in English, but I can make up knew words, it’s called creative writing, consider this a creative piece, grin). My whole right side is in major pain, and my neck is killing me and I have a headache to prove it. But Sunday after Sunday school I put on my big girl panties (sorry guys!) and off the the track I went. It would’ve been ok, except the track in Sumrall, has an elevation from h*ll! And I had to pull HARD to climb it, but I did my 1.5 miles as scheduled (per my runkeeper training instructions) and the knee complained the entire time, but I persevered.

Yesterday, I get to the gym, because it’s run day again, and realized I didn’t have my ITB. Geez, am I trying to continue to injure myself?! So I dress out anyway, and run the low elevation ‘track’ so I don’t have to pull the small hills that would’ve put my knee out of commission for good. It’s sore today, but nothing I can’t handle.

Oh, btw, I took some meds for the pain, so maybe it will help the knee!

I’m going to run the 1/2 marathon, even if it kills me. I have to now. I told my dad about it on Father’s Day and asked him to come (I never ask him to come to my races). He said he wouldn’t miss it, we’ll see, I may hold him to it.

Oh, and for those who read this, if you could say a prayer for John Caleb who is doing a great work in Haiti, he would greatly appreciate it, I’m sure. God is teaching him to be a great follow of Him! God bless you JC!

Until next time….

1/2 marathon training

Ok, so as Saturday was my birthday, and my last year in my 30s, I decided a few months ago to train for a 1/2 marathon.

Training starts today! I’ll report once a week or so, and let everyone know how this goes. I’m doing the Jeff Galloway run-walk-run because I’ve learned with this fibromyalgia, I can not do day after day of running, it breaks down my body too fast and I can’t recover properly, so I’ll run-walk-run, every other day and train my way to that 1/2 marathon finish line.

My ultimate goal though, ia a full marathon on my 40th! I may have to have Coach Becky for that one though, we’ll see.

If I can get my body to hold up and let me re-train it to exercise, I’ll be a happy camper. Cross your fingers (and toes if you can), and say a few prayers.

Until next time….