Feet be damned

I took off six months from running. I went to a sports medicine ortho guy. I wore a very large "plantar fasciitis" boot to bed for way too long. I did two months of physical therapy, which I will mention, was painful and not fun AT all. My physical therapist ok'd me to run. He stated that I may run 2 minutes at a time then walk for 5 and only for a total of 6 minutes running time. So yesterday I grabbed my fancy timer/pulse/watch and Matt, Ted and I headed out. A full 5 minute warm-up walk, 2 minutes of running - repeat. I ran for a total of 6 minutes and we walked in between. After, I was able to do all my PT exercises and was feeling just dandy.

My favorite running shoes with my blue yoga mat and my red stretchy band.

About 3 hours later I headed off to work a princess 6 hour shift, helping with the new physicians ordering. I cannot tell you how bad my heel hurt. It's like I never rested it or went to the doctor or had months of PT. I was trying very hard not to limp. I'm sick of limping. I'm sick of my foot hurting. If I keep running, will it really get any worse?? I have 6 months of fat around my waist that proves that it cannot.

I made an appointment with a podiatrist for Wednesday. Hoping for a different opinion but smart enough to know it's probably just a pain-in-the-ass injury that will take FOREVER to go away.

I guess it's time to start biking, or saving up for some good ole' fashioned liposuction.

Blog on...

The Other Woman....so soon!

After only 2 months of marriage, my husband has found a new love.

A boat.

It's a 1968 Glasspar Seafare Sedan (sounds like a 4 door, hehehe) fishing boat that my dad gave us for our wedding. He was going to get rid of it anyway and this way he will probably get to enjoy it a little more without the hassle of upkeep.

Sometimes Matt will just be in the boat, in the drive way, drinking a beer or making a list. So now that "Sheila Later" is in my life I have more time alone. I love time to myself and Matt loves time with his boat. It works out. We still have plenty of time together and plan some weekends up at Strawberry where the boat will be in a slip for the summer. I love to lay out and hang out on a boat and Matt loves to be in a boat and fishing. I think it will be a recipe for a long and lasting marriage or a lot of bitching. I will get back to you on that at the end of the summer.

Today, he took his blackberry out with him to tinker with the boat, so he could "work" and take calls while working on the boat. Home office? You decide. I know we just need to figure out a good place for a cooler and a way for me to lay out on the bow.

Pipa giving Ryder his first lesson in boat navigation. We already bought our cute grandson a life jacket so he can go fishing with his Pipa!!

Yeah, it's parked on the grass. We had planned to have this area ripped up and concrete set, but alas, the economy is working against us. We will just have to be sure to weed wack around it.

She's a beauty!!

Happy Mothers Day!!!

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Mother’s Day
Oh how I love my mom! She is seriously the strongest and smartest woman I know. I was going through some pictures that I have of her with my kids and I realize the only reason I have such wonderful children is because my mother taught me so much about life and love. She grows the best garden, makes the best bread and can pinch a penny into a dollar. She has loved me unconditionally through some very hard times and loves my children immensely.
Thank you Mom, for being the very best mom.
I did a full medical history of my mother, for an assignment, when I was in nursing school. Through this and many examples she has taught me a lot about sacrifice and determination.
When my mom was 11 she fell 50 feet out of a tree. From what I understand she landed on her feet then her butt. She broke many bones in her feet, legs and back. They lived in Shelley Idaho and in order to take care of her, they drove her down in an ambulance to the old Bingham Hospital. They didn’t think she would live and definitely not walk – forget even giving birth. She stayed in the hospital for 6 months, her own mother and father visiting her when they could. Her mother was getting ready to have a baby. She was one of the first patient’s that they used traction on. Back then they stuck patients in a body cast and waited for them to heal. So she was rigged up to some block and tackle two by four contraptions and turned twice a day.
With a lot of determination my mother not only walked, but had eight babies. She has had a couple of hip replacements and at 75; she can’t walk too far and needs a cane or two. She also needs braces on her leg to stabilize her knee.
She swims almost every day in her swim spa. She monitors her diet and her weight to keep herself in good health. She never takes narcotics. She told me, “If it hurts, I stop”. I respect her determination and find that I feel pretty rotten if I complain to her about any physical ailments. She is a strong woman that knows what she believes and knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to go after it. For that she gets 8 crazy kids (6 are living) and 21 (or so) even crazier grandkids!! I hope that someday she will get to know her three great grand-daughters that she hasn’t met, but in the mean time she has one “out of control” sweet great grand-son to hold. I know that my kids love and respect her dearly and I hope that for the rest of her life I am able to help her to be the happiest she can be and the most independent.

I LOVE YOU MOM!! Thank you!!