This cold has legs like Paris Hilton. It seems to go away, and then the next day comes back for more paparazzi attention, if paparazzi means kleenex. Dana is suffering still too, so I think it's got nothing to do with me personally.
I continue to work on reorganizing my house so I can find things, but things are breaking as fast as I fix them. Today I had to reorganize the power supplies on this desk, so I could add a couple as needed. Mundane stuff. Yesterday I took my supposed healthier self to Dairy Creek driving range; hit 100 chips shots, 60 iron shots, and putted for half an hour. When I got home I hit the weights a little bit, light weights, and then we walked the dog. I groaned around the rest of the day with an aching back, and woke up pretty sore all over. Feels kinda good.
It's going to be a long way before I can get in the surf, but the golf course looks a lot closer. Thankfully I sucked before, so I don't have that far to go to get back to a 16 handicap. I sucked at surfing too, but I don't want to drown. I bought a Wii game system, and the WiiFit balance board workouts are tough; I was surprised. The fitness test said I was 63 years old, because I am weak and unbalanced. I have this hot Wii trainer that calls me names and makes me work harder. She reminds me of Nick B., if he were an animated female trainer figure in a game system. When I was a softball pitcher, if I walked someone I would hear from shortstop, "Jeez Fiore, pull your head out, for crying out loud!" I miss that.
Anyway, the victory party is going to have to wait for the death of this cold. I am looking forward to it. I've been getting weekly blood tests that show I am fine. I go back up to Stanford for my next checkup on the 22nd. The meds list is getting shorter, as are the side effects. It's time to work on the taxes, arrrghhh!
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Hi John! Been checking this since last week wanting to hear some good news. I guess even though the cold still lingers you are feeling good...an doing things you love...golfing!
ReplyDeleteAnyway, give my best to Dana! Tell her all the girls at WWWC are thinking of her and you and the boyz! Take care...Terri from WW
I am healthy but guess it will be a long time until I can get back into surf, too. Mo's big happy face thermometer outside the back door said below zero this morning. I did not smile back at it.
ReplyDeletethinking it might be a good idea to take what is left of the 401K, buy a pickup truck and head south to Mac's ho-spice stand.
but glad to hear you are getting back to your version of normal
long time no sea
in narragansett
trying the word verification for the third time
john,
ReplyDeleteSounds like you're doing well, pushing yourself kind of hard. You've been through hell. Mundane......
reminds me of "Bones", army airborne, Vietnam, tall lanky guy, said he was a tunnel rat. I worked with him in Virginia. After his tour of duty, if my memory serves me well, he hooked up with the Hell's Angles. This was before he got a more mundane job working at boat repair.
I think it took me a year or two at least before I felt like my body had recovered, and then it was almost three years later I was older, It wasn't Kansas. Things looked familiar,but were different.
Mo
i think your making a mistake by fighting the cold. have you tried having a "discussion", where you can come to an agreement with the demon spawn? coax it over near a window, to check out the amazing view, then give it a shove.if that don't work, i've heard self waterboarding is an effective decongestant.if that don't work, take a potatoe, cut it in half..............
ReplyDeleteI did that potato thing once to get rid of a wart. Cut the spud in half, rub it on the wart, then bury it under a full moon, and IT WORKED! It was my Mom's Irish that brought it out.
ReplyDeletePat, it was 83 degrees here yesterday. More of the same on the way. Don't give up on the 401K yet, you have many years before you could use that money that isn't there any more. Give it time to come back.
OK but I am at least giving up on 'bama bound pick-up, fool!--you made your neighborhood sound so good I think we should come there instead. don't worry about those wet towels we'll be hanging in your nice clean garage or the sand we will track all over your floors...just think of the fun you will have when Mikey B takes Vinny and I to the waves and you can stay home all day with Mo and TALK.
ReplyDeleteoh, god, I am feeling better already, thank you so much!!!!!!!!
John,
ReplyDeleteProbably very bad advice for you, but the only Rx I have for the cold is to drink one large martini and smoke a Cuban cigar – no germ can live through that. Sorry you and Miss Dana are still dealing with that funk.
What great news though about your visit to the driving range. I finally got to play here in Bamaland today. It’s been down around 12-15 degrees at night last week. Good weather finally broke today – almost 55. Just when I thought my level of golf suckness had reached its peak, I get to yet a new and even higher level of suckness. However, I did take your advice and stopped caring when I surpass what I thought would have been the last summit of super suckness.
Pat, the ho-spice bar is always open for you. I can’t blame you for opting for the Slo weather.
Hey, do y’all think the potato thingy will work on getting rid of a former boss? An, was it y’all who rubbed the potato on the Republicans?
I’m ready to watch the last half of the Eagles/Cardinals game. I’m sad that the Eagles got their butts handed to them in the first half. Maybe the next half will be better.
Mac
Hey John! Looking forward to the party when it does happen. I'm thinking that the very subtle 'beat' in your blog name needs to be like, BOLD, or flashing, or italicized at the very least. ;) Hi to Dana. See you soon.
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Gosh, I was just thinking of our days of Arcada softball. I used to answer the phones Arcada Softball instead of Arcada Software! I can just hear Nick yelling at you now :) I actually just joined a coed softball team from church. We have our first game in 2 weeks. Should be fun, but I doubt we'll go to Round Table and chug beer through straws (go Liz Lynch!) afterwards. Oh well. Hope you're feeling better. Get back to that Wii. Some of those exercises will kick your butt! Love from Florida...
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