Tennis Ball Therapy

Just popping in quickly to give an update on the never-ending foot saga. Chloe has caused me to feel rather uninspired on the writing front, so I’ll illustrate how today’s doctor’s appointment went with a few quick pics. Enjoy!

And that, my friends, is a recap of my 60 minute doctor’s appointment! The good news? This problem is 100% treatable and just involves a little bit of work on my end to keep it from flaring up. The bad news? I think the name, plantar fascitis, sounds kind of gross. Plus, the doctor was extremely good-looking (thus, the lipstick face) and there will never be any hope for us now that he has seen my “in-major-need-of-a-pedicure” feet. You win some, you lose some!

Anyway, in all seriousness, I feel so fortunate that this a minor issue I can fix, basically with a FROZEN TENNIS BALL!! I read all the time about runners with much worse injuries, so I am one lucky Sometimes Healthy Girl. I had a feeling this might be the problem, but I don’t believe in the whole self-diagnosis thing. Google does not = Doctor.

I was so excited about my diagnosis that I went straight to work to utilize our brand new “workout” room.

Our New Office Workout Room: Look at those feet go!

Now that the good news is out, I’m going to go enjoy a nice, hot, sweaty…workout!

Happy Feet Friday Everyone!

Question:

Do you ever self-diagnose? Have you ever been right? Ever been wrong?

Have you ever had a cute doctor?

Got Stress?

got stress?

Yep, this girl does…That’s why she’s sitting in her cubicle inhaling Reddi Whip…straight out of the can.

I’d love to give you wise advice on how to cope with stress but given that this Sometimes Healthy Girl was voted “Most Stressed” out of a high school class of nearly 500 students, not sure how credible that advice would be.

10 Years, None the Wiser?

Sadly, not much has changed in the 10 years since I graduated high school (yes 10 – my reunion is in July). Plus, when I was voted “Most Stressed,” I lived a simple country  suburban life in Nebraska. Now I live in the most fast-paced city in the world. As you can imagine, the intensity of the NYC lifestyle hasn’t helped me out in the stress department.

Nevertheless, in all those years of trials and tribulations, I have developed some coping “mechanisms.” Over the past couple of weeks, some positive changes at work have increased my stress level just a bit. Yesterday was a 12 hour humdinger at the ol’ office so I had to reach into my bag of tricks to keep myself from calling my mother to say, “I’m so stressed. I can’t handle it” or gchatting my brother to say something similar.

Here’s How a Sometimes Healthy Girl Copes with Stress

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When You Fall Off that Horse, you Gotta….Ride a Pony?

Gather round fellow bloggers, readers/family members and immediate friends. It’s time for me to share a little story with you about a rambunctious little Sometimes Healthy child. I already did a little high school reminiscing with you earlier this week, so why not go a little further back to the days where cell phones were a rarity (only Zach Morris and VIP’s owned them) and Happy Meals were just another food group on the pyramid. Of course, I wouldn’t just share a childhood story with you for kicks…it has a point.

However, you’ll have to read through it to get there. So make yourself comfortable, cook up some oats in a jar or some egg muffins and come with me on a little journey back to Omaha circa 1995.

It All Started with a Horse
You’d probably be absolutely shocked to learn that I was quite the energetic little child. Not only did I run my mouth a lot, but I couldn’t sit still. Therefore, my parents had to place me in every sport imaginable before I’d get tired of it and move on to the next. From gymnastics to soccer and softball, I pretty much tried everything…I even had a few weeks in there where is was taking a class called “Hammer Dance.” (It’s okay to picture this and laugh at me right now- I won’t be offended). Continue Reading →

And I Gotta Say, Today was a Good Day

Bye bye April Showers - helloooo sunshine! My walk to the gym was bliss

From country music on Friday, to a little bit of old school rap on this beautiful Sunday here in NYC. If you’ve never heard Ice Cube’s “It was a Good Day,” please check out the link at the bottom of this post. Rap music doesn’t always run deep (and neither does country), but sometimes it just captures my mood so perfectly. This song is as simple as it sounds: It’s about a good day; one of those days where everything just runs smoothly and it’s all good :-).

Well, as my friend Ice Cube put it so eloquently back in 1995, “Today was a Good Day” here in NYC. The rain and clouds cleared away from yesterday and brought lots of sunshine and surprises.

Started out the day with a walk and some kickboxing (my version of yoga), moved onto a little whiffle ball, got a little starstruck, enjoyed a bit of pampering and finally rounded it ALL out with a delicious Italian dinner.

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