Friday, September 27, 2013

It's a medium

This weekend was filled with mediums (well specifically an aura reading for me and an "animal whisperer" for the poodle)

So on Friday night I went to an aura reading party. It was cool, I'd never had anything like that done before. 

First you go and have your aura captured. To do this you put your hand on a little hand shaped thing attached to a computer and then somehow that prints out your aura (no I'm not sure how it works).

The next step is meeting privately with the reader. She looked at my picture and said to me "do you have a lot of anxiety? Like to an extreme?" And I laughed and said "I've taken extra Ativan today, so it's almost under control" she asked how many and I told her and she was surprised that she could even read me (apparently anxiety meds can alter your reading) we kept going and she asked if I was having back pain (omg yes I am - this is a post for another day but PT and chiropractor and I'm still cringing every time I have to lift my leg). And it kept going she said that there was a pink around my legs which meant I was a lover of animals who loved them unconditionally (so true). And a bunch more but sadly I have a hard time concentrating on someone speaking to me for too long and I stop understanding the words (happens when my dr talks too - fortunately my therapist has figured out small sentences and then break or I don't get it)

Then Saturday morning I ran a half marathon (another post coming) and after that there was a pet expo in town so I (of course) brought the poodle! He was a jerk! He is NEVER a jerk but man he hated it and I was so glad to leave! 

But before we left I had him talk to an animal whisperer ($25 for 15 minutes) but I think she was mostly a quack! All she would focus on was do we live near a park (nope) and that he's a hard read because he's the canine version of a Buddhist (because he's so zen). Ummm maybe another day I'd have believed that because for the most part he is the most chill dog I've ever met but Saturday he was raging! I could NOT wait to get home and not have him on a leash where he was pulling me!

Then Sunday was a 5k (and yes my back hates me)

How was your weekend? What have you been up to? And have you ever been "read"?

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Running buddy

I live my life by numbers. Scales. Calories. Miles. Minutes and seconds per mile. (And more but that's just my OCD having to count letters etc) until the moment they don't matter at all! The poodle, J and were recently on vacation in Maine. It's a very hilly area and I'm training for my two halfs so I had a short run one day and a slightly longer the next (3 and 5). 

I took my favorite 4-legged running partner with me both days, and the first day we did well (9.48 miles  a chunk slower than average for me but please remember the hills) my goal for the 5 miler was to meet or beat that average... No big deal, right? I'm a numbers girl I'll pay attention non stop ;-)

Well we were just under a mile in .95 to be exact when the poodle pulled up (mr. Man NEVER stops he's usually raring to go long after I'm done). I checked him all over and he seemed okay but didn't want to run. I turned back to the house we were staying at and he didn't want that either he wanted (no he needed) a nice relaxing walk so that's what we did. We walked another 2 miles (half mile further out and then back) and J met us on the return trip for family walk. 

I kept an eye on the poodle and called the vet for a well visit just in case (he's fine - had a little ear infection probably from swimming so much, and as always his allergies were rip raging --- I actually think they're worse in Maine; mine are so that's my guess on why he stopped) 

The moral of this story is that no matter what I had on plan the health and well being of a dog who gives me 100% of his love 100% of the time is obviously of a far greater concern. 

I'd started this post while we were in Maine (labor day weekend) and gave it up (I'd gotten through the first 2 paragraphs) - I wasn't sure why I was writing it. Then yesterday I saw this ad:

And I remembered this post... Is there any sense to it? Notsomuch 
But is there any sense to that despicable (thanks spellcheck) ad... Absolutely not. Other than I guess this if you have a dog and he's your running buddy, remember first that he's your buddy and to take care of him. There isn't one single run (or a million of them) that's  worth the health and well being of the poodle.
Do you run with a four legged friend? 

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