The rest of the update…
Last Friday there were four; this morning there is only one. Some misfortune must have befallen the goose family out back of where I work, because three of the little yellow peepsters were missing this morning. Mom and Dad goose are being particularly protective of their last ball of fluff, and when I saw them at lunchtime one of them chased my car for a good 200 feet while the other one stayed back with Jr. I’m not entirely sure what animal around here is brave/stupid enough to take on two fully-grown geese and make off with three of their progeny, but I’m putting raccoons and neighborhood cats high on the list.
Saturday I finally followed through on my intentions and reactivated my gym membership. I went inactive about a year and a half ago, when I became too sick to be able to take full advantage of my membership. I should have reactivated long before this, but it wasn’t until I started rehabbing my arm that I realized I couldn’t put it off any longer. I’ve lost a lot of strength in my triceps, to the point where pushing doors open with my right arm or pushing large books back onto bookshelves had become nearly impossible. The nerve flare-up has subsided, so I should be able to regain strength rapidly, if I just keep working at it.
I did a half-hour cardio at the gym as well as some limited exercises for my arm. I’m totally unfamiliar with most of the equipment at the gym, and feel like a complete nerd trying to read the instructions on the sides of each piece of equipment. The Socialist was there to help me on Saturday, but I’m going to have to figure this stuff out on my own most days.
The Socialist and I have been taken up playing chess on Friday and Saturday nights. I made the mistake during the first game we played of checkmating him in some sort of sneak attack move that was so sneaky that even I didn’t see it coming up. Now he thinks I’m some kind of chess hustler. In all honesty, though, I can do little more than move the pieces about the board like so many little rabbits running from the hounds. He’s won four or five games since that first lucky game, but he still insists on giving me more credit than I deserve, and over-analyzes most of my moves.
I’ll have to find myself a good chess manual so I can make myself worthy of his apprehensions.
Wow! That is awesome. You most certainly deserve a break. You wouldn’t believe the number of people that misuse the medical system. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for you.
I’m keeping my fingers crossed for you on this one!
How cool if it does all go through! I’ll keep my fingers, eyes & toes crossed for, well if I’m not driving that is…
Alli
ROFLOL – I too can win the first game of chess. Apparently the sheer randomness and stupidity with which I move my pieces temporarily baffles other more adept chess players.
Great job on joining the gym. I’ll share my workout secret…the way our equipment is set up, I can ride the elliptical or the bikes while watching the other pieces of equipment. I slyly watch how others operate the equipment so I can pretend I’m a pro at it.
So, find yourself a good spot to spy from!
~QE
Ok, I also have a men’s health fitness guide that has pictures and explanations, but my small brain can’t retain that and I will not carry the book around the gym with me. (Yes, I know I’m a woman, but the machines are still the same, right?)
Great news about the reimbursement fund! Glad to hear your neck and arm pain is improving as well.
That fund sounds like manna from heaven!! Go Salamander!
I think I play Chess just about like you.
And I stopped playing with my sons because the get me every time now. I used to play with my dad, and I think he let me win a few times. 🙂
It’s such a guy kind of game. Now if there was a game that cooperation won the day, I would win all the time!