Monday, March 7, 2011

WHY?

I`d like to know why, at 37 years old, some people still give me panic attacks. I know it is my problem to deal with but I always wonder what they would say if I actually told them `hey Dude, do you realize that I have panic attacks when I know that I will be around you?`I wonder if they would be all sorry and apologetic, telling me they will change their ways to make me feel better or would they be all dumbfounded and disgusted with me thinking that I am a total loser? I`m almost positive it would  be the disgust one but with an eyeroll thrown in for good measure.
I find myself doing the SNL Ì`m good enough`routine in the mirror before I leave the house and hope this person is in a great mood and leaves me the hell alone.
How do I keep attracting these people into my life?And how do I deal with them when they pop up? I would really like to run away but that would be chicken of me.
So until I figure out the magic way to deal with these type of people I will just have to stand in front of the mirror and say "I am good enough, I am smart enough, and gall-darnit people like me".

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Things that make you go HMMMMMM

So I decided to so something for me, just me. No husband, no kids, no nobody, just me and what happens ??? I fracture my tibia! Are you freaking kidding me?
I started training for the sun run with some girlfriends. 3 times a week we would get together run and solve all the worlds problems, it was great. I didn`t miss a run for 6 weeks then I noticed my shin was really starting to hurt, not just a little pain but not being able to walk without crying pain. I was sure it was just a sign of old age so I decided to muscle through the pain and keep running. Last week I ended up talking to a Dr in my office who suggested I go for x-rays due to the fact that I couldn`t get my shoe on, so I did and surprise! A fractured tibia, so what do I do now? Well stay off of your leg and put ice on the swelling, no running for 6 weeks and then slowly! Seriously?
I was almost at the point where I actually looked forward to going for a run and then BANG.
What the hell am I going to do now? I can`t walk,run, stretch or even put pressure on my leg without it hurting. With running I lowered my stress level to about a 6 or 7 on a scale of 1 to 10, now I`m back up to 9.
So for the next 6 weeks I am going to be a grouchy, emotional, pudgy mommy with a sore leg.
Makes me wonder what next?