I had with the Doctor today. I told him about this blog (among other things, I really didn’t show up at his office just to tell him about this place), so I may get myself into a bit of trouble, if he decides to read this. After we’d finished up, he took my paperwork to the receptionist’s desk and I waited to be called on. The young lady that called me was a fine looker – built well, meaning that she looks like can beat you up one side and down the other, and also VERY attractive.
I noticed as she was going through my paperwork that her hands were bare – no jewelry. I stuck my nose in and asked “No ring?”, and after confirmation, queried further “How’d that happen?” Life, she told me. I thought for a second and told her “Let me drop another hundred pounds and we’ll see if we can’t do something about that.”
She made a comment about her own weight and I expressed my appreciation for her physical qualities which I already mentioned above. This got her co-workers giggling and she handed me a form to sign as I gave her my new insurance card to copy.
She told me to make sure all the information on the paper was correct before signing and I took a few seconds to check it over. Seeing that everything was fine I said “Yup. Looks good to me!” That brought more laughter from her office-mates and confusion from me. I looked up and realized that she was across the room, with her back to me, bent over the copy machine.
“Oh, I uh, I meant the form is fine!” More laughter ensued. She turned around, beet red and I decided to quit before I said something REALLY dumb. She said she’d be blushing all day now, and I couldn’t help commenting on how well it matches the red scrubs she was wearing.
We all had a few more giggles, she gave me my card and I gave her the paper I’d signed, and I have to tell you – I walked out of there feeling like a million bucks!
I know laughter is supposed to be the best medicine, but I think flirting might be a damm close second!
JOKE OF THE DAY
On the way home from the Doctor, today, I was still feeling good from the aforementioned flirting, and perhaps feeling a bit froggy. As I got within about 10 minutes from the house I saw a site that is common in the Spring and the Summer – a pickup truck with a crudely made sign advertising the owner’s wares – CRABS.
I guess I couldn’t help myself as I passed his spot – I yelled out my window “Hey! I’ve got crabs too!” Probably not the first time he’s heard that, but I thank the man for feigning amusement.
Pretty short today. Got warmed up, then basically did lap around the inside of the house for 15-20 minutes. A cooldown walk outside followed. It was short but I had things to get to and frankly, I was pretty wore out. I figured I would get some more exercise in later – I need to be walking at least twice a day, for training – but I’ve been ridiculously sore all day, to the point where I must have looked a sight to anyone peeking in the exam room at the Doctor’s office, contorting myself as I was, to try to stretch out the pain surrounding my hip.
When I got home I mentioned it to my sister’s friend, Marcie, who pointed out what I should have known – the damm weather. Once again, precipitation is playing havoc on my joints and the surrounding area – my hip being chief among the complaining bodily components. I suppose it doesn’t help that I may have overdone the stretching a bit. Well, you reap what you sow. I’ll simply have to be more careful tomorrow and schedule a walk later in the day. If I have to run through my mantra again for that second walk, or adjust it for an afternoon/evening workout, then that’s just what I’ll have to do.
1 Fat Girl Shrinking has to endure a major setback.
I don’t think I’ve shared anything from The Running Thriver before, but she’s pretty kick-ass in her determination to physically better ourselves. Although, we all need succumb to a little indulgence now and then.
NK24/7 Delivers again (or rather, delivered about 10 days ago… sorry I’m just getting around to putting it up) with an awesome article about those processed foods that we’ve all because accustomed to. Break the pattern!
By the way, whole, dry wheatberries are about as far from processed foods as you can get.
SOME THINGS BEAUTIFUL
I think this shot on Photobotos (who are supplying both images, yet again. I swear, I’ll find a new source to supplement the awe they provide us with soon) defines serenity. So calm and peaceful. Love it!
This was posted yesterday and I just knew I’d have to share it.