As some of you may know, a few blogs ago I stated my disdane for my doctors recommendations of taking copious amounts of pills to keep the pain of my condition away. I finally had had enough, and embarked on my own mission to rid myself of "what I should be doing" and taking matters into my own hands.
Well, I am now two months into my own regime, and things are going relatively well. I still take pills, mainly at night so I can sleep without waking up in pain, but overall I have cut down my pill intake by quite a large amount. Physically, I look better. I have slimmed down, and actually developing a nice physique. (smile) I push myself hard at the gym, getting up early 3 days a week (Mon-Wed-Fri) before I go to work. Things were going great until about 3 weeks ago.
While exercising my biceps, I starting feeling a pain in my right elbow. This bothered me a little because it wasn't pain I was accustomed to. It wasn't arthritis pain, it was different. I brushed it off, chalking it up to not warming up properly. And since I only concentrate on that muscle once a week, I figured that by the next week it would be okay. I was wrong.
The next week I tried again, however, the pain was much more intense. Stubborness dominated however, and I finished my workout. Mistake. I could barely even life an empty box at work without pain shooting through my elbow. I quickly went online to see what the problem could be and tried to see if there was another way of working the bicep without doing a specific curling motion. I was happy to find there are other options, and tried them this week with relative success. Pain still appeared, but nowhere near as intense. I figured I had found the solution. Again, I was wrong. Today I was working a different body part (shoulders) and noticed that even then pain was there. I wasn't working the arm directly, but now I am afraid that I may have pushed my arm to the point where I may need to take a break or worse, see a doctor.
I really don't want to do that because I already know what they are going to say: stop going to the gym until your elbow is healed. Fuck that. I have made tremendous gains already and refuse to take a break to watch my body break down again. I just hope that if there is anyone out there who might read this may have suggestions. If those suggestions are to stop, save your breath. I WILL NOT STOP. My arm will break before I do, and guess what....I WILL NOT STOP. I will still be in the gym. This merely a speedbump. It may slow me down, but not to a standstill.
Fucking pain, kiss my ass you STUPID BITCH!!!!! BRING IT!!!!!! COME ON, BRING IT!!!! I WILL WIN, YOU WILL LOSE, SO FUCK OFF AND GO BOTHER SOME WEAK-MINDED PUSSY WHO WILL STAY AT HOME WHEN HE GETS A FUCKING HANGNAIL AND USES A FUCKING MOTORIZED WHEELCHAIR BECAUSE HIS TOE HURTS!!!!!!! (props to Jobthingy). BOOYAH BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There. I feel better.
Goodnight!!
R.D.P.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
100 Things About Me
Here I have been, trying to figure out what to write over the last couple of weeks when I remembered Jobthingys list of 100 things about her because she is awesome. So i figures since I had already sort of started a list from an earlier blog where I was asked to post 7 things about myself, I am sure I can find another 93 things. Hell, I know I can because I too, am awesome!!
Let's start with the original 7:
1. I am a die-hard Toronto Maple Leaf fan
2. I consider myself to be an only child even though I do have a sister
3. I can go without talking to anyone for days
4. If I don't like the food in front of me, I will not eat it, regardless
5. I follow cooking instructions to the letter
6. I was a swimming star in high school
7. I hate surprises.
Now, the final 93. Hope you all find it interesting!!
8. I used to live near Toronto growing up, but live in Ottawa now
9. I prefer Toronto
10. I hold grudges until they are resolved
11. I was in the military for 2 years until I blew out my knee
12. I still miss it
13. I was very good at what I did (loved my rifle!)
14. I haven't fired a weapon since
15. I haven't made contact with any high school friends since my last day of school.
16. I have no interest to.
17. I am very, very picky as to who I let into my little circle.
18. If I don't like you, I will not talk to you, plain and simple
19. If I have somethimg to say, I will say it regardless of if it offends someone or not
20. I don't care if people like me or not
21. I love to drive.
22. I have had 2 accidents in 18 years. (one was my fault, the other was not)
23. I love contact sports
24. I've played most of them.
25. I have had 3 concussions
26. I have cracked my ribs once, broken them twice
27. I've dislocated my left shoulder 3 times
28. My left knee once.
29. Broken a bone in my left wrist.
30. All from playing sports
31. I haven't played a contact sport in over 12 years
32. I used to coach basketball, soccer
33. I won a district championship coaching basketball at 19
34. I never won any championships coaching soccer
35. I got my first real job at 14.
36. Been working ever since
37. I have preformed CPR in a real situation
38. I brought him back.
39. He never woke up and died 7 days later.
40. I would do it again knowing the outcome
41. I love animals
42. I have 2 cats and 1 dog
43. I used to have 3 cats and 2 dogs
44. If i could, I would own a zoo.
45. I first had sex at 14
46. I had never even thought of girls until that day.
46. I had known her since I was 3
47. I have had several partners since
48. Only two of them I was in a relationship with
49. I have done it with others in the same room (they were passed out, I think!)
50. I have been at my current job for 10 years
51. I think most of the people I work with are morons
52. I think most of my customers are idiots
53. I am very picky on how I do things
54. I am the best there is at my job
55. I am very confident
56. I prefer watching baseball than hockey on t.v..
57. My favorite baseball team are the Jays.
58. I have been to way more Jays games than Leaf games
59. I detest the Ottawa Senators
60. I would rather watch the Sens lose than the Leafs win
61. I was in Toronto the second time the Jays won the world series
62. I don't remember most of the night
63. I am afraid I will never see the Leafs win the Cup
64. I do believe they will win every year
65. My dream car would be a Ford Mustang Cobra
66. I am afraid to fly
67. I want to visit Australia (could be a problem)
68. My favorite animal species is the cat
69. I say that I am 6 feet tall, even though I am 5'11 and 3/4
70. If I could play one sport as a pro athlete, it would be baseball
71. I don't understand cricket
72. I believe we are not alone in the universe
73. I don't believe in organized religion
74. I believe it is responsible for all the worlds current wars
75. I don't think we will see an end to them in our lifetime
76. I go to the gym at least 3 times a week
77. I hate it when people sing the wrong lyrics to a song
78. I correct people on bad grammar
79. I do things sometimes just for shock value
80. I have put someone in the hospital during a hockey game
81. I was charged for it
82. The charges were dropped a few days later
83. I don't regret my actions, I would do it again
84. I will always come to the aid of a teammate
85. I am not afraid of fighting
86. I am afraid of killing someone during a fight
87. I think my son is my greatest accomplishment
88. I am worried that I will be a disappointment to him
89. I hope he becomes a Toronto Maple Leaf
90. I love to dream
91. I don't like to get drunk
92. I do like the occasional drink
93. The only beer I like is Corona
94. I have done things in the past where I am lucky I am still alive
95. I love campfires
96. If I could, I would live at a cottage year-round
97. My favorite drink in the world is a Tim Hortons XL coffee triple triple
98. My favorite food is fish
99. I despise repeating myself
100. I am fascinated by tornados
There!! Now tthis actually took longer than I though, however I have no doubt that over the next couple of days I will think of stuff that I should have included. You never know, the list may grow.............
Have a great week all!!
RDP
Let's start with the original 7:
1. I am a die-hard Toronto Maple Leaf fan
2. I consider myself to be an only child even though I do have a sister
3. I can go without talking to anyone for days
4. If I don't like the food in front of me, I will not eat it, regardless
5. I follow cooking instructions to the letter
6. I was a swimming star in high school
7. I hate surprises.
Now, the final 93. Hope you all find it interesting!!
8. I used to live near Toronto growing up, but live in Ottawa now
9. I prefer Toronto
10. I hold grudges until they are resolved
11. I was in the military for 2 years until I blew out my knee
12. I still miss it
13. I was very good at what I did (loved my rifle!)
14. I haven't fired a weapon since
15. I haven't made contact with any high school friends since my last day of school.
16. I have no interest to.
17. I am very, very picky as to who I let into my little circle.
18. If I don't like you, I will not talk to you, plain and simple
19. If I have somethimg to say, I will say it regardless of if it offends someone or not
20. I don't care if people like me or not
21. I love to drive.
22. I have had 2 accidents in 18 years. (one was my fault, the other was not)
23. I love contact sports
24. I've played most of them.
25. I have had 3 concussions
26. I have cracked my ribs once, broken them twice
27. I've dislocated my left shoulder 3 times
28. My left knee once.
29. Broken a bone in my left wrist.
30. All from playing sports
31. I haven't played a contact sport in over 12 years
32. I used to coach basketball, soccer
33. I won a district championship coaching basketball at 19
34. I never won any championships coaching soccer
35. I got my first real job at 14.
36. Been working ever since
37. I have preformed CPR in a real situation
38. I brought him back.
39. He never woke up and died 7 days later.
40. I would do it again knowing the outcome
41. I love animals
42. I have 2 cats and 1 dog
43. I used to have 3 cats and 2 dogs
44. If i could, I would own a zoo.
45. I first had sex at 14
46. I had never even thought of girls until that day.
46. I had known her since I was 3
47. I have had several partners since
48. Only two of them I was in a relationship with
49. I have done it with others in the same room (they were passed out, I think!)
50. I have been at my current job for 10 years
51. I think most of the people I work with are morons
52. I think most of my customers are idiots
53. I am very picky on how I do things
54. I am the best there is at my job
55. I am very confident
56. I prefer watching baseball than hockey on t.v..
57. My favorite baseball team are the Jays.
58. I have been to way more Jays games than Leaf games
59. I detest the Ottawa Senators
60. I would rather watch the Sens lose than the Leafs win
61. I was in Toronto the second time the Jays won the world series
62. I don't remember most of the night
63. I am afraid I will never see the Leafs win the Cup
64. I do believe they will win every year
65. My dream car would be a Ford Mustang Cobra
66. I am afraid to fly
67. I want to visit Australia (could be a problem)
68. My favorite animal species is the cat
69. I say that I am 6 feet tall, even though I am 5'11 and 3/4
70. If I could play one sport as a pro athlete, it would be baseball
71. I don't understand cricket
72. I believe we are not alone in the universe
73. I don't believe in organized religion
74. I believe it is responsible for all the worlds current wars
75. I don't think we will see an end to them in our lifetime
76. I go to the gym at least 3 times a week
77. I hate it when people sing the wrong lyrics to a song
78. I correct people on bad grammar
79. I do things sometimes just for shock value
80. I have put someone in the hospital during a hockey game
81. I was charged for it
82. The charges were dropped a few days later
83. I don't regret my actions, I would do it again
84. I will always come to the aid of a teammate
85. I am not afraid of fighting
86. I am afraid of killing someone during a fight
87. I think my son is my greatest accomplishment
88. I am worried that I will be a disappointment to him
89. I hope he becomes a Toronto Maple Leaf
90. I love to dream
91. I don't like to get drunk
92. I do like the occasional drink
93. The only beer I like is Corona
94. I have done things in the past where I am lucky I am still alive
95. I love campfires
96. If I could, I would live at a cottage year-round
97. My favorite drink in the world is a Tim Hortons XL coffee triple triple
98. My favorite food is fish
99. I despise repeating myself
100. I am fascinated by tornados
There!! Now tthis actually took longer than I though, however I have no doubt that over the next couple of days I will think of stuff that I should have included. You never know, the list may grow.............
Have a great week all!!
RDP
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
The newest addition to the "Deadbeat Dad" club.....
Evening all!!
Today is going to be a rant day. You may or may not agree with what I have to say, and if you don't, well I really don't give a shit.
Todays blog has to do with a co-worker, let's call him Larry (specifically after Larry the Cable Guy, but make it the Canadian version). Larry has two kids, a 13 year old daughter and a fifteen year old son. He is a single father due to the mother dying while the kids were very young. A terrible way for them to start their lives. Families have survived unfortunate tragedies as this, however these kids were now put into the situation of being with a man (and I use that term very loosely) who became irritated with the fact that he now had to care for these kids by himself (the mother and him were split up at the time). He now could no longer do what he wanted to do at any time anymore, and he resented that.
So life went on. As these kids grew, so did his desire to pawn them off on someone else and be free of his responsibilities as a father. Needless to say, he wasn't a very good role model, and the son became the kid that always got into trouble at school, being suspended, and expelled a few times. The daughter was more quiet, and basically learned to be dependant on herself. While she came along well, the son learned to lie, cheat and steal, things he learned from watching his father. Larry was always getting calls from the school or the cops about his son, and always had nothing good to say about him the next day. "Usless punk bastard" was how Larry referred to his son on more than one occasion. Ya, this really helps the situation doesn't it, Larry??
Now the kids being 13 and 15, brings me to my major point. A few years ago, Larry had told me that he couldn't wait for them to turn 16. I was puzzled by this and asked him why. "So I can kick them out of the house and be done with them." I thought at the time he was just having a bad day with the son again, but here we are today, where I hear him telling others that there is less than 6 months before he kicks the son out.
Now correct me if I'm wrong, but this really isn't the way we are supposed to raise our kids, is it? To abandon them because they irritate us? Because they rely on us for basic human needs, for love, food, shelter, protection from all that is evil in this world? To cast them aside and for them to be thankful for you even bringing them into the world? That they owe us for all we do for them?
THEY DO NOT OWE US SHIT. We owe them for so many things. For showing us the wonder of doing things over again for the first time. For bringing joy to our hearts after saying that first word that we have been training them to say for the first few months. For showing us the innocence of life. For teaching us compasion for others, for they don't know discrimination until we teach them. For showing us that at times, a smile from a child can make all your worries go away.
All of this has escaped this asshole. And I get to look at his smug face everyday. I seriously want to spit right in his face the day that he brags about kicking his son out, and that he only has one left. There is so much more I could tell you all, but there are only so many hours in a day.
All I know is that for every scum-bag, deadbeat, self-serving asshole out there, there are people who take care of their kids and struggle to do so, but their kids come before anything. You know who you are and you are to be commended.
Welcome to the Deadbeat Dad Club, Larry.
You've earned it.
R.D.P.
Today is going to be a rant day. You may or may not agree with what I have to say, and if you don't, well I really don't give a shit.
Todays blog has to do with a co-worker, let's call him Larry (specifically after Larry the Cable Guy, but make it the Canadian version). Larry has two kids, a 13 year old daughter and a fifteen year old son. He is a single father due to the mother dying while the kids were very young. A terrible way for them to start their lives. Families have survived unfortunate tragedies as this, however these kids were now put into the situation of being with a man (and I use that term very loosely) who became irritated with the fact that he now had to care for these kids by himself (the mother and him were split up at the time). He now could no longer do what he wanted to do at any time anymore, and he resented that.
So life went on. As these kids grew, so did his desire to pawn them off on someone else and be free of his responsibilities as a father. Needless to say, he wasn't a very good role model, and the son became the kid that always got into trouble at school, being suspended, and expelled a few times. The daughter was more quiet, and basically learned to be dependant on herself. While she came along well, the son learned to lie, cheat and steal, things he learned from watching his father. Larry was always getting calls from the school or the cops about his son, and always had nothing good to say about him the next day. "Usless punk bastard" was how Larry referred to his son on more than one occasion. Ya, this really helps the situation doesn't it, Larry??
Now the kids being 13 and 15, brings me to my major point. A few years ago, Larry had told me that he couldn't wait for them to turn 16. I was puzzled by this and asked him why. "So I can kick them out of the house and be done with them." I thought at the time he was just having a bad day with the son again, but here we are today, where I hear him telling others that there is less than 6 months before he kicks the son out.
Now correct me if I'm wrong, but this really isn't the way we are supposed to raise our kids, is it? To abandon them because they irritate us? Because they rely on us for basic human needs, for love, food, shelter, protection from all that is evil in this world? To cast them aside and for them to be thankful for you even bringing them into the world? That they owe us for all we do for them?
THEY DO NOT OWE US SHIT. We owe them for so many things. For showing us the wonder of doing things over again for the first time. For bringing joy to our hearts after saying that first word that we have been training them to say for the first few months. For showing us the innocence of life. For teaching us compasion for others, for they don't know discrimination until we teach them. For showing us that at times, a smile from a child can make all your worries go away.
All of this has escaped this asshole. And I get to look at his smug face everyday. I seriously want to spit right in his face the day that he brags about kicking his son out, and that he only has one left. There is so much more I could tell you all, but there are only so many hours in a day.
All I know is that for every scum-bag, deadbeat, self-serving asshole out there, there are people who take care of their kids and struggle to do so, but their kids come before anything. You know who you are and you are to be commended.
Welcome to the Deadbeat Dad Club, Larry.
You've earned it.
R.D.P.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Ah....what to blog about
Good evening all!!!!
Again, it has been a while. However, not for lack of effort, just lack of anything substantial happening. So here I have been looking for something interesting to blog about for the past couple of weeks, and then it finally came to me. Stuff that I may not find interesting, well others might. After all, I am not writing a blog for me, but for others to read. So here we go.
First I'd like to send out props to my first ever paid-for massage and I'm The Mom for providing it. My wife has been bugging me for years to get one due to my back issues, and I have always been putting it off. Specifically, it was a hot stone massage, and let me tell you those things are fucking hot!!!! I sucked it up and felt great after. She managed to fix my shoulder which had been bothering me for a while too. It was great. I should have taken my wife's advice, of, say 10 years ago..........
Now I don't know how many people who read this go to the gym, but has anyone heard people grunting and groaning trying to lift weights? It happens, and generally from what I have seen, most people try and keep it to minimum volume. However, the she-man beast at my gym didn't get that memo. Now, I do have my i-pod, so I hear my music most of the time. This particular instance there happened to be a longer than usual pause between songs, but fear not, the silence was quickly filled in by grunting and groaning a mere 4 feet away. I was seriously disturbed by this, for no man I know has ever made noises like this. I had to bail and go hide around a wall because I'm sure that if she heard even a snicker I would not be writing this as we speak. Anyway, I was able to recover and she thankfully moved to a different area to grunt and groan. I'm pretty sure I now know what a bear sounds like when its getting drilled.
While I'm here, a quick gym update: This are going well, a little leaner, little more defined in some areas. It's taking time, but the best part is a lot less pain, henceforth less medication. I feel awesome.
And finally 3 more sleeps until basically a mix-grab-bag of birthday, graduation and housewarming party on Sat. Should be a blast. Lets just hope that it doesn't end the same way as the last party that started at 2:00pm did..........yes Jobthingy was there and I am sure that she remembers.............should be a blast...........
Insanity will rule Saturday!!!!!!!!!!
R.D.P.
Again, it has been a while. However, not for lack of effort, just lack of anything substantial happening. So here I have been looking for something interesting to blog about for the past couple of weeks, and then it finally came to me. Stuff that I may not find interesting, well others might. After all, I am not writing a blog for me, but for others to read. So here we go.
First I'd like to send out props to my first ever paid-for massage and I'm The Mom for providing it. My wife has been bugging me for years to get one due to my back issues, and I have always been putting it off. Specifically, it was a hot stone massage, and let me tell you those things are fucking hot!!!! I sucked it up and felt great after. She managed to fix my shoulder which had been bothering me for a while too. It was great. I should have taken my wife's advice, of, say 10 years ago..........
Now I don't know how many people who read this go to the gym, but has anyone heard people grunting and groaning trying to lift weights? It happens, and generally from what I have seen, most people try and keep it to minimum volume. However, the she-man beast at my gym didn't get that memo. Now, I do have my i-pod, so I hear my music most of the time. This particular instance there happened to be a longer than usual pause between songs, but fear not, the silence was quickly filled in by grunting and groaning a mere 4 feet away. I was seriously disturbed by this, for no man I know has ever made noises like this. I had to bail and go hide around a wall because I'm sure that if she heard even a snicker I would not be writing this as we speak. Anyway, I was able to recover and she thankfully moved to a different area to grunt and groan. I'm pretty sure I now know what a bear sounds like when its getting drilled.
While I'm here, a quick gym update: This are going well, a little leaner, little more defined in some areas. It's taking time, but the best part is a lot less pain, henceforth less medication. I feel awesome.
And finally 3 more sleeps until basically a mix-grab-bag of birthday, graduation and housewarming party on Sat. Should be a blast. Lets just hope that it doesn't end the same way as the last party that started at 2:00pm did..........yes Jobthingy was there and I am sure that she remembers.............should be a blast...........
Insanity will rule Saturday!!!!!!!!!!
R.D.P.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
WTF is that........
Evening all!! Wow, two days removed from my last blog, a new personal best!! I guess i could keep this up, but generally don't see too many interesting things to write about daily...until yesterday.
My first day at the gym was mainly to scope things out, check out any regulars that go, see what they do, etc. This way I can plan my own routine without interrupting someone elses. The last thing I want to be is "that guy who just started who thinks he owns the place". I would rather make friends who can help me down the road that the one everyone ignores. Anyway, so onto the eliptical trainer I went, away from any weight lifting equipment, so I could simply burn a few calories while observing quietly and listening to my Ipod. I had seen movement earlier at the far end of the gym, but it was behind some equipment, so I couldn't make out the person. That's right. THE person. There were only two of us there. Mind you, it was 5:45am, but I like working out in the morning, what can I say. Yuppers, I basically had the gym to myself. After a few minutes, I could make out that it was a woman, judging from the hair. Then she stepped out from behind the machine and I almost shit my pants. Anatomically speaking, she was a woman. The tight shorts revealed no bulge, and her sports bra revealled a large set of breasts. The rest of her however resembled pictures of Mr. Olympia from a bodybuilding magazine. She was by far the most muscular man-beast I had ever seen. She was bigger and more cut than any man I had ever met. She had maybe one percent body fat. She could easily have benched me without ever breaking a sweat. Shit, I was afraid of the thought of even walking by her in case she mistook me for a sweat rag. Unreal. Impressive, but equally disgusting. And I have this to look forward to first thing in the morning? The female version of Arnold?????
FLEE THE VILLAGE!!!!!!!
R.D.P.
My first day at the gym was mainly to scope things out, check out any regulars that go, see what they do, etc. This way I can plan my own routine without interrupting someone elses. The last thing I want to be is "that guy who just started who thinks he owns the place". I would rather make friends who can help me down the road that the one everyone ignores. Anyway, so onto the eliptical trainer I went, away from any weight lifting equipment, so I could simply burn a few calories while observing quietly and listening to my Ipod. I had seen movement earlier at the far end of the gym, but it was behind some equipment, so I couldn't make out the person. That's right. THE person. There were only two of us there. Mind you, it was 5:45am, but I like working out in the morning, what can I say. Yuppers, I basically had the gym to myself. After a few minutes, I could make out that it was a woman, judging from the hair. Then she stepped out from behind the machine and I almost shit my pants. Anatomically speaking, she was a woman. The tight shorts revealed no bulge, and her sports bra revealled a large set of breasts. The rest of her however resembled pictures of Mr. Olympia from a bodybuilding magazine. She was by far the most muscular man-beast I had ever seen. She was bigger and more cut than any man I had ever met. She had maybe one percent body fat. She could easily have benched me without ever breaking a sweat. Shit, I was afraid of the thought of even walking by her in case she mistook me for a sweat rag. Unreal. Impressive, but equally disgusting. And I have this to look forward to first thing in the morning? The female version of Arnold?????
FLEE THE VILLAGE!!!!!!!
R.D.P.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Ipod heaven and my new mission
Evening all!! A beautiful Monday here in Ottawa and hopefully the beginning of seasonal weather, because god knows we have had the strangest temperatures for the last couple of months. Anyway, on to my topics.
I have two this time, thanks to my inability to type in my login name and password. Procrastination has been a friend of mine lately.
Now being 34 years young, I have had the joys of seeing technology leap like mad over the last couple of decades. The reason I bring this up is my new toy I bought myself recently. I bought an Ipod. This may not be a big deal to some, but considering the last portable device I had was a 5 pound walkman when I was 12, I was pretty excited. I can't believe how small this thing is!!!! It is only a 1 gig, but really, who has time to listen to 250 songs in a day?? Anyway, this thing could fit into where the batteries would go in my old walkman! Unreal. Just one more thing I have to be careful not to lose. I must say, it has given me peace of mind at work (yes, I am allowed to listen to it at work) for I am surrounded by two grown men who think that making barnyard noises and other unmentionables is hilarious. Now, don't get me wrong, keeping the workplace loose and fun is fine, but when these noises go on for nearly eight hours straight, people tend to get a little irritated. Telling them to relax hasn't worked, and neither has calling them both a couple of fucking retards who belong in a special ed class (the funny thing now that I think about it is that they have both indeed spent time in one). Anyhow, I decided to take matters into my own hands and bought my sanity in the form of my Ipod. It is now my lifeline. I love my Ipod. I love U Ipod. Love u love u LUV U!!!!!!
Now onto my new mission in life. I found out approx. 10 years ago that I have an affliction call Ankylosing Spondylytis (may or may not be the correct spelling). This is a form of arthritis that affects the spine. It is genetically passed on, hence a very small percentage of the population has it. Now, the odd thing about this form of arthritis is that it gets worse with inactivity, hence mornings are generally pure hell for me. I always feel like a have been run over by a truck the entire time I slept. Now, the pain and stiffness goes away after a while, once I start moving around. The pain is generally in my neck and lower back areas. What causes it is an overactive immune system. Not only does it attack the inflamation of the ligaments, tendons, etc., it thinks the spine itself is injured and slowly over time will fuse my spine together. I have done plenty of research, and exercise seems to be the best option of slowing this bitch down. In some cases it has actually reversed some of the effects of this arthritis. Myself, as of right now have approx. 60% of the movement in my neck. I can barely look up, and can look fairly well side to side, but not without pain. Now my mission is this: To tell the doctors that have told me that I could never to physical activity again to GO FUCK THEMSELVES AND ALL THEIR BOOKS!! Your fucked up beliefs and rules DO NOT APPLY TO ME!! Not now, NOT EVER AGAIN! For the last ten years I have been afraid to fart too hard so I wouldn't injure my spine (for the record, my spine is weaker than most due to this affliction), but living like this isn't for me ANYMORE!! Jesus, I played every sport in the book, from soccer to rugby to hockey, to anything that involved pushing yourself to the limit. I did it all, and did it well. And now thanks to doctors I have basically felt sorry for myself for the past ten years. Now, I am not going to do anything dumb, I know my limits and I do have a family to take care of, so now the gym will be my home away from home. My first day is tomorrow, and to be honest, I can't wait, I wish I could go now. I will publish my progress regularly, and hopefully I will get better and reverse what has been done. We will see.
A new era begins.
R.D.P.
I have two this time, thanks to my inability to type in my login name and password. Procrastination has been a friend of mine lately.
Now being 34 years young, I have had the joys of seeing technology leap like mad over the last couple of decades. The reason I bring this up is my new toy I bought myself recently. I bought an Ipod. This may not be a big deal to some, but considering the last portable device I had was a 5 pound walkman when I was 12, I was pretty excited. I can't believe how small this thing is!!!! It is only a 1 gig, but really, who has time to listen to 250 songs in a day?? Anyway, this thing could fit into where the batteries would go in my old walkman! Unreal. Just one more thing I have to be careful not to lose. I must say, it has given me peace of mind at work (yes, I am allowed to listen to it at work) for I am surrounded by two grown men who think that making barnyard noises and other unmentionables is hilarious. Now, don't get me wrong, keeping the workplace loose and fun is fine, but when these noises go on for nearly eight hours straight, people tend to get a little irritated. Telling them to relax hasn't worked, and neither has calling them both a couple of fucking retards who belong in a special ed class (the funny thing now that I think about it is that they have both indeed spent time in one). Anyhow, I decided to take matters into my own hands and bought my sanity in the form of my Ipod. It is now my lifeline. I love my Ipod. I love U Ipod. Love u love u LUV U!!!!!!
Now onto my new mission in life. I found out approx. 10 years ago that I have an affliction call Ankylosing Spondylytis (may or may not be the correct spelling). This is a form of arthritis that affects the spine. It is genetically passed on, hence a very small percentage of the population has it. Now, the odd thing about this form of arthritis is that it gets worse with inactivity, hence mornings are generally pure hell for me. I always feel like a have been run over by a truck the entire time I slept. Now, the pain and stiffness goes away after a while, once I start moving around. The pain is generally in my neck and lower back areas. What causes it is an overactive immune system. Not only does it attack the inflamation of the ligaments, tendons, etc., it thinks the spine itself is injured and slowly over time will fuse my spine together. I have done plenty of research, and exercise seems to be the best option of slowing this bitch down. In some cases it has actually reversed some of the effects of this arthritis. Myself, as of right now have approx. 60% of the movement in my neck. I can barely look up, and can look fairly well side to side, but not without pain. Now my mission is this: To tell the doctors that have told me that I could never to physical activity again to GO FUCK THEMSELVES AND ALL THEIR BOOKS!! Your fucked up beliefs and rules DO NOT APPLY TO ME!! Not now, NOT EVER AGAIN! For the last ten years I have been afraid to fart too hard so I wouldn't injure my spine (for the record, my spine is weaker than most due to this affliction), but living like this isn't for me ANYMORE!! Jesus, I played every sport in the book, from soccer to rugby to hockey, to anything that involved pushing yourself to the limit. I did it all, and did it well. And now thanks to doctors I have basically felt sorry for myself for the past ten years. Now, I am not going to do anything dumb, I know my limits and I do have a family to take care of, so now the gym will be my home away from home. My first day is tomorrow, and to be honest, I can't wait, I wish I could go now. I will publish my progress regularly, and hopefully I will get better and reverse what has been done. We will see.
A new era begins.
R.D.P.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
And things are about 2 slow down...
Wow, I can't believe that its been 12 days since my last post, and for those who read my blog, I apologize. But, finally after today, that hectic crazy lifestyle of working 12-16 hour days is finally coming to a halt. I gave my resignation at my part-time job which I have been at for the last 8 months, effective TODAY. Now, some may say, well, what about 2 weeks notice?? FUCK THAT. After 8 months of hard physical labour 4-7 hours a day, working a fulltime job after that, I get grief because I call in sick for the FIRST time!! I had basically been sick since Sunday morning, felt like a bag of shit on holiday monday, and for some reason dragged my ass in at 3:30am Tues. morning. After 3 hours, my co-workers said I looked like I was getting ready to pass out, so I went to management reluctantly and said I had to leave, and they gave me a hard time about it, but I left anyway. The following night, I woke up an hour before my start time to call in and let them know I really wasn't any better, and I get my head ripped off and told that I was expected in the next day regardless and had the phone hung up on me. Well. No "well, you just get better and we'll see you tomorrow", no I'm supposed to feel guilty because I'm sick?? FUCK YOU. A few hours later and a press of the fax button and my resignation was official. I really don't need that horseshit attitude for basically minimum wage.
Now, onto other things. I have apparently been tagged. Now this involves stating a few facts about myself, tagging other bloggers to do the same, and the cycle continues. Now to be honest, I haven't really has the chance to read too many other blogs (that is about to change I promise), so whom I would tag I have no idea. So what I will do is this. I will start the process, I will state the 7 facts required, and by Monday I will tag 7 others to do the same. Hopefully this doesn't mean that I've broken the sacred chain and have something terrible happen to me, but I WILL FINISH!!!! I just need a few days, that's all!!!! *smile*
Here we go:
7 Facts about myself
1. I am a die-hard Toronto Maple Leafs fan.
2. I consider myself to be an only child although I do have a sister
3. I can go without talking to anyone for days
4. If I don't like the food in front of me, I will not eat it regardless
5. I follow cooking instructions to the letter
6. I was a swimming star in high school
7. I hate surprises
There. It has begun.
R.D.P.
Now, onto other things. I have apparently been tagged. Now this involves stating a few facts about myself, tagging other bloggers to do the same, and the cycle continues. Now to be honest, I haven't really has the chance to read too many other blogs (that is about to change I promise), so whom I would tag I have no idea. So what I will do is this. I will start the process, I will state the 7 facts required, and by Monday I will tag 7 others to do the same. Hopefully this doesn't mean that I've broken the sacred chain and have something terrible happen to me, but I WILL FINISH!!!! I just need a few days, that's all!!!! *smile*
Here we go:
7 Facts about myself
1. I am a die-hard Toronto Maple Leafs fan.
2. I consider myself to be an only child although I do have a sister
3. I can go without talking to anyone for days
4. If I don't like the food in front of me, I will not eat it regardless
5. I follow cooking instructions to the letter
6. I was a swimming star in high school
7. I hate surprises
There. It has begun.
R.D.P.
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