Well, it's been a while since I've posted, as I've been a bit distracted trying to get my private practice going & all, but then again, maybe I'm just plain lazy. I'll admit it, I'm an extreme couch potato, and not proud, but have also been a bit bogged down w/this and that. Needing to get myself motivated, and plans for traveling always get's me inspired.
So, anyone up for a diving trip? How about Central or South America? Honduras perhaps? Oh, if only, but I'm stuck here through May, so alas, my next travel won't happen until after that, and during the peak season.
Oh then there's the need to see my family in Cali, as it's been since Oct 2009 since last I've visited...I wonder if they remember me! :)
Boy, it's time to travel!
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
TRAVEL TRAUMA
So, it's been a while since I've made an entry, partly because of lack of anything clever to contribute, and partly lack of time. I've been nursing my injury since Saturday, and Sunday proved detrimental between commuting in the heat and standing for 4 clients straight without a break.
On Monday, commuting to the office job in the sweltering heat and humidity turned my leg into an overgrown Jimmy Dean sausage, which showed little improvement after a few happy hour specials with good chums M & Roo.
Tuesday I woke up and eureka, I found my knee cap! The swelling was almost entirely gone and I could bend my leg again! Happy days! Until...a long, tedious and stressful commute to the NEW Meadowlands for USA vs. Brazil brought Jimmy Dean back. Luckily, I was able to hitch a ride home and avoid the struggle with the crowds on the return.
Today, I did everything right, elevated, compression, etc. Only problem was, it was my first day at the chiropractor's office. 5 clients and about 4.5 hours later, I was back on the train in the sweltering heat. On the upside, I got to know my colleague the physical therapist who lives just 3 blocks away from me. But how can I tell her that I prefer to take the 4/5 to the 7 at Grand Central when she takes the N to the 7 at QB Plaza?
On Monday, commuting to the office job in the sweltering heat and humidity turned my leg into an overgrown Jimmy Dean sausage, which showed little improvement after a few happy hour specials with good chums M & Roo.
Tuesday I woke up and eureka, I found my knee cap! The swelling was almost entirely gone and I could bend my leg again! Happy days! Until...a long, tedious and stressful commute to the NEW Meadowlands for USA vs. Brazil brought Jimmy Dean back. Luckily, I was able to hitch a ride home and avoid the struggle with the crowds on the return.
Today, I did everything right, elevated, compression, etc. Only problem was, it was my first day at the chiropractor's office. 5 clients and about 4.5 hours later, I was back on the train in the sweltering heat. On the upside, I got to know my colleague the physical therapist who lives just 3 blocks away from me. But how can I tell her that I prefer to take the 4/5 to the 7 at Grand Central when she takes the N to the 7 at QB Plaza?
Sunday, August 8, 2010
TRIPLE header
Yesterday I made up for my lack of weekday exercise with not one, or two, but THREE games. It was tough and exhausting, and produced one of each possible result. I ended the day limping as the fatigue took hold of my calves causing them to seize and me to subsequently take a nose-dive on the unfriendly turf. While the event itself was initially quite humorous (I wish there was video), it resulted in a couple of nice raspberries on both knees (insert joke here), while my right knee swelled up like a grapefruit. During lunch, the pain set in and the commute home with the stairs was rough going, but I've taken good care of it since and have gained back functional mobility. Still looking for that video.
Side note: Be careful what you wish for...yesterday, on top of my 3 games, I got a request to pick up two more massage shifts, there's simply not enough hours in the week! When it rains, it pours! I'm counting my blessings.
Side note: Be careful what you wish for...yesterday, on top of my 3 games, I got a request to pick up two more massage shifts, there's simply not enough hours in the week! When it rains, it pours! I'm counting my blessings.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
TnT TRAINING: Extra Explosive!
Temper Tantrum Training...
Today I spent a couple of hours training at a new job. Let's call my boss Dr. Baby, because he behaved like a spoiled little brat throwing a temper tantrum during training today. He became agitated and angry when I couldn't figure out how his wacky table adjusted (which later we discovered was not even functioning properly). At that point he acknowledged that he needed "a moment" to gather himself (and undoubtedly pound his fists and feet on the ground) for fear of "scaring" me away.
That wasn't the only incident, in fact, even in the interview I noticed this temper rising. And it's not exclusive to the therapists, as he also (mis)treated his office help, and publicly scolded the office coordinator in front of the staff. Very unprofessional.
Little does he know, I've worked for his sort before, on more than one occasion. Now I'm not saying that I WANT to work for someone who acts like a five year old who just had his ball stolen, then lashes out on the wrong and usually the closest person to him. I can handle it, as long as I think I will benefit from it, but make no mistake, this is my third job, and only one evening a week, HE needs ME more than I need him! And here's the ironic part, he told me that he liked my energy, perhaps because I represent the antithesis of his negativity?
Bottom line is he'll have to quickly learn that I won't tolerate being a (public) punching bag when he gets frustrated...only time will tell if I'm successful in breaking him.
Official first day is next Wed, stay tuned...[sigh]
Today I spent a couple of hours training at a new job. Let's call my boss Dr. Baby, because he behaved like a spoiled little brat throwing a temper tantrum during training today. He became agitated and angry when I couldn't figure out how his wacky table adjusted (which later we discovered was not even functioning properly). At that point he acknowledged that he needed "a moment" to gather himself (and undoubtedly pound his fists and feet on the ground) for fear of "scaring" me away.
That wasn't the only incident, in fact, even in the interview I noticed this temper rising. And it's not exclusive to the therapists, as he also (mis)treated his office help, and publicly scolded the office coordinator in front of the staff. Very unprofessional.
Little does he know, I've worked for his sort before, on more than one occasion. Now I'm not saying that I WANT to work for someone who acts like a five year old who just had his ball stolen, then lashes out on the wrong and usually the closest person to him. I can handle it, as long as I think I will benefit from it, but make no mistake, this is my third job, and only one evening a week, HE needs ME more than I need him! And here's the ironic part, he told me that he liked my energy, perhaps because I represent the antithesis of his negativity?
Bottom line is he'll have to quickly learn that I won't tolerate being a (public) punching bag when he gets frustrated...only time will tell if I'm successful in breaking him.
Official first day is next Wed, stay tuned...[sigh]
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
TURNSTILES and revolving doors
A turnstile, also called a baffle gate (perhaps ironically), is a form of gate which allows one person to pass at a time.
Baffling to some because all too often people don't seem to realize that blocking the entrance or exit (typically one in the same) of said "gates" prevents them from functioning properly. Based on my observations, it can be quite a confusing concept for some who are unable to calculate that the exit of one person must be completed before the entry of another can begin to allow safe passage, avoid commuter-rage and dodge possible harm as a final result.
I suggest that "Turnstiles & Revolving Doors 101" be a prerequisite course for entering the commuter and business world. All a student would have to do is successfully enter and exit the classroom via a turnstile without creating chaos, provoking tempers or causing physical injury to another.
Please sign my petition for Prop TRD101!
Baffling to some because all too often people don't seem to realize that blocking the entrance or exit (typically one in the same) of said "gates" prevents them from functioning properly. Based on my observations, it can be quite a confusing concept for some who are unable to calculate that the exit of one person must be completed before the entry of another can begin to allow safe passage, avoid commuter-rage and dodge possible harm as a final result.
I suggest that "Turnstiles & Revolving Doors 101" be a prerequisite course for entering the commuter and business world. All a student would have to do is successfully enter and exit the classroom via a turnstile without creating chaos, provoking tempers or causing physical injury to another.
Please sign my petition for Prop TRD101!
Monday, August 2, 2010
THANKS: To honest people...
Got a bit lucky today after dropping my glasses off to get new lenses, I did a bit of shoe shopping (just about the only shopping that doesn't feel like torture). After realizing I would have to mail order my shoes, I left empty handed and sad. I headed back to pick up my glasses, and quickly jumped on the #7 express, as to get out of the heat of the underground...I waited just above ground for the local, not realizing until Queensboro Plaza that I did not have my phone. Tragedy, I was hot, tired and suffering a headache and had to get back on the train back into Grand Central--during rush hour no less! Once I arrived at the eyeglass shop, I was relieved to discover I had left it on the counter, and they were holding it for me. How lucky am I ? And that's the second time this year in as many countries that I've been that lucky w/my bberry!
THANKS to the good samaritans at Grand Central Optical (well, to be honest, they'd have been douchebags to have kept it, but nonetheless...).
THANKS to the good samaritans at Grand Central Optical (well, to be honest, they'd have been douchebags to have kept it, but nonetheless...).
Saturday, July 31, 2010
TREES: Really love your peaches wanna shake your tree...
Wildlife in New York...after returning from South Africa, I never would have suspected that reading a book in my back garden would be interrupted by an intense fascination with playful city squirrels fighting over unripened peaches. And the strangest part is, I'm here 14 years, when the heck did a peach tree pop up in the back yard, and when is peach season?! Back in love with NYC!
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