All ye fellow bloggers,
please participate in assembling the best retirement party songs!
Current list includes:
Take This Job and Shove It…Johnny Paycheck
We Gotta Get Out of This Place..The Animals
Five O’Clock World…The Vogues
Knee Deep…Zac Brown Band
I had another trip to the LLMD this week. After a long discussion of everything past and present, we decided to stop the antibiotics. Hooray!!
Detox helpers I am not taking:
- Chlorella – I took it for months until my system started to reject it.
- Milk thistle – My reaction to this one was immediate. Instant bad mood in a pill.
I was watching TV this morning in an attempt to procrastinate getting ready for work. I ended up looking in on Theresa Caputo giving readings.
At some point in every reading she would say something akin to: “just know that when you were doing ________ that the soul of your loved one was present.”
Put another way: that moment when you thought you were alone, someone was watching and
they know what you did.
Does that freak anyone else out?
I encountered three people in the past two weeks that were all self-treating Achilles tendinitis.
They all were getting worse.
They all were making the same mistake.
This is my public service announcement for the week. Many of us employ the treat by consensus plan. We consult Dr. Google. We ask friends. We call family. We listen to trainers that a friend of a friend’s aunt knows. I know I do it. Apparently, some of my friends do as well. Adding to that, we have the voice of our fourth grade gym teacher in our head; “no pain, no gain”.
The consensus/group think treatment for Achilles tendinitis seems to be: stretch till it bleeds.
The calf muscle group is often tight and needs to be stretched. However, overstretching can irritate an injured muscle or tendon. If the pain is where the tendon inserts onto the heel, you can start to weaken the insertion point. My little art project: