Category Archive: problems

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The Gift of Flab

Thanks to having messed up my knee more than once, the last time pretty badly, I was told to not do any exercise until things improved. Even my attempts at limiting or modifying part of my workouts had been straining a very twisted up knee. For about 4 weeks I did very little exercise, since my other common form, that thing called “walking” also required pressure on the knee. Stair climbing, especially on laundry days, has not been fun. Aside from the day to day normal use of one’s arms and legs and body, the one exercise I tried to control was that of heavy fork lifting.

Saturday when I was on my bed, reaching for something on my hands and knees, I noticed that my arms felt weak, otherwise known as feeling out of shape. The good news was that my knee had started feeling better. Not wanting to recreate that cycle of exercise and then debilitating, twisted knee pain, I went through about half of my work out on Sunday evening. I was strange: everything I did felt like it took an inordinate amount of energy. Since when did my arms start weighing 200 pounds each when I had to raise them above my head? I made it about half way through the work out. Hey, I did do the entire warm up, that should count for something!

Today I got through about 90% of the entire workout, skipping any obvious knee/cartilage/tendon killers. And this time it wasn’t exhausting, but energizing, which means I am back to workouts just in time, just before my muscle tone would have gone straight to the flabster. I think I discovered a little trick to helping do the workouts when there is no sun out – a light box! I have an old one of mine that I use in my office during the winters because absolutely no outside light seems to visit this room except in the Spring and Summer. Okay, it’s not Hawaii but it definitely helped me feel like moving my body.

Since I have a birthday coming up, which means much great eating and cake eating, (oddly all of it scheduled on days NOT my birthday), I will be looking forward to enjoying much fine food without the guilt. I certainly don’t want the food regifting appearing on my sides!

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The US Mail sometimes just doesn’t deliver

My regular mail person is pretty decent.  My mailman before her could walk on water.  And then there are the substitutes.  Some of them are incredible, given they don’t really know the names or the route.  And then there are the substitutes from Hell. 

Earlier this year, my physician sent me some legal documents I needed to file.  Her office attended to this immediately because the papers were time sensitive.  After a week, I contacted them.  The document had gone out 8 days ago.  They reissued the paperwork.  Another week went by.  Their office never received any returns, and I never received the original paperwork they sent out.  The deadline loomed.  They issued it again.  I was two days short of being past the deadline, when out of desperation, I asked a friend to pick it up.  She pony expressed it with her car the next day.  I hit the post office that afternoon, making the deadline by one day.  The 3rd try by my doctor’s office arrived a week after the deadline had passed.

I live in one of the “better” zipcodes but when there’s a bad sub, the delivery service is beyond substandard.  This is in sharp contrast to some of the really concientious subs, who ring my bell when there’s a package.  But I digress. 

My landlord told me about the time that one of the utility companies called him to find out where he moved the building to, since the bills for the building were stamped, “moved, left no forwarding address.”  So I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that getting my old medical records from one of my dentists is turning into something approaching the scaling of the Patagonias with both hands tied behind one’s back. 

When I used to have my bank hold my bank statements, once they told me they hadn’t received them for any of their customers.  Three months later they all showed up.  The problem was that a bad sub had dumped the entire bag of mail and left it in the hallway of some office building, and it stayed there until someone finally called the Post Office.

Several weeks ago my old dentist’s office prepared a package of my records per my request.  A week later I received a call that the entire package came back as:  “Undeliverable” because no such person lived there.  Well, since I’ve lived here a very long time, we know that’s a bunch of bullcream.  The office gal repackaged it, and sent it off.  Last week I received another call.  The newly packaged file came back again, “Addressee Unknown.”  She read the package details to me – everything was correct.

It’s now been about a week, and if I don’t receive it by Monday, I will need to ask someone who works in the area to pick it up for me, or I’ll have to clear my schedule and waste half a day going down to their office to do the work that the Post Office seems unable to do.  If I was a betting type of person, I should probably just ask a friend to pick it up for me…

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