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We interrupt your regular web surfing for this important medical update…
Saturday, November 22nd, 2008
<serious tone> Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, we interrupt your regular web surfing for this important medical update.
Well, I went to the orthopedist on Thursday the 13th. I had my dad drive me – I was half expecting the doctor to work some magic and then I wouldn’t be able to drive. So the doctor looks at my knee, pushes here and there, generally causes me misery and says, yup, you have a problem here. He took some x-rays in his office; I waited for 10 minutes and he came back and showed me perfect pictures of my perfect bones. No fragments, no bone bits running around in there – which is good news. He told me due the pain I was in and the lack of issues on the x ray, he was going to send me for an MRI.
Now, I was hoping he was just going to drain my knee and I could go on my merry way. But he was concerned about the cartilage in my knee, and draining would not take care of that. So the MRI was ordered so he could get a good look at the inside of my knee without surgery. (Gotta love a doctor who isn’t ready to cut you up any chance he gets!).
Of course, it is not as simple as just making an appointment for an MRI. It needs to be pre-approved by your insurance. (I hear they are kinda expensive tests, if you can believe that!). So I waited Friday (patiently), Saturday and Sunday (mostly patiently – after all, it is the weekend), and all the way up to Monday afternoon before I called the doctor’s office to check on the status. They were very helpful, but it was still “in process”. I got the call from the hospital on Tuesday afternoon, calling to make the appointment. So I guessed it got approved. After setting up the MRI for Friday the 21st, I called the ortho doctor to make an appointment for 3 or 4 days after that. Unfortunately, because of his schedule and the impeding Thanksgiving holiday, the earliest I could get in was Monday DEC. 1. URGGG!! But, at least I have the MRI appointment within the week, so it really is the best I could hope for.
So I had The Hubby drive me to the hospital for the MRI. Now, MRI’s are not invasive – no needles, no medication – so I didn’t necessarily need him to drive me. But I knew I would feel better if I knew he was out there for me if I needed him. Plus, I didn’t know how tired out I would be from holding so still for 30 or more minutes in what I assumed would be a difficult position for my knee.
So we go through all the paperwork junk and are in the waiting area for the MRI. It turns out the MRI is actually in a semi trailer attached to the hospital. It’s my turn to go in (there was someone before me) and I hobble into the enclosed room. Now, since this is a giant magnet, they don’t want you to have anything metallic on your person or in your clothing. I was prepared – yoga pants, sports bra, tshirt, no jewelry or watch – so I laid down on the table and the technicians put my knee into a tube (cut in half horizontally), put a support under my knee, put the top half of the tube on, re-adjusted my knee, wedged some foam in between my knee and the tube and then was put inside the MRI tube.
They told me there would be loud noises, gave me a set of headphones to listen to the radio, gave me the “panic” button if I was in too much pain or freaking out, and left the room. They were right – it is definitely loud. It reminded me of the sound diesel trucks make while they are just waiting at stop lights or parking lots. Then there would be a different set of noises – just as loud, but different, like tapping.
I practiced my tai chi breathing. I breathed in slowly, felt it move up from my feet to my head, and then down again as I exhaled. It was a little distracting with the noise, but not horribly so. My mind wandered a bit – I started to think about things I had to do and how my knee was hurting. Every time I thought about my knee, I refocused on my breathing. About halfway through the MRI, the tech came on the headphone set to tell me it was halfway done and that I was doing fine. It was about this point that I started to have the strangest sensation. I felt my knee muscles twitch. I was sure they were going to tell me to stop moving – but I didn’t hear anything from the techs. I kept feeling the muscles move – spasm is probably a better word for it. It didn’t hurt – it was just like an involuntary muscle movement. I just kept on breathing and picturing my first tai chi section.
So I finished up the MRI, put my shoes back on (man was it chilly in there! my toes were getting numb!) and hobbled back to The Hubby. We drove up to his office, I dropped him off and I ran a few errands before going home. Once I got home, I seemed to have a burst of energy. I cleaned up the kitchen, made the taco meat for The Boy, and made a batch of Rice Krispie treats.
Now, to make the rice krispie treats, I had to go downstairs to get the marshmallows. I have been wanting to bake for over a week now, and I figured rice krispies would be simple enough, but I never got around to going to the basement to get the marshmallows. So I got down there, did some re-arranging of the stockpile, and brought up some things I had been wanting – including the marshmallows.
I got myself set up on the couch to start my work for the day. I generally have my knee up while I work on the couch. The Hubby moved a small table behind the couch and I have the printer, my Scan Snap and a basket of office supplies on it. There is room for the laptop when I am not using it, plus a little spot for a glass if I am thirsty. Overall, it works (but I sure do miss being in my office). So, I got started on some work stuff until The Hubby called and asked me to pick him up at lunchtime. We were going to go pick up his car from getting the oil changed. So I ran up to his office, then up to the car dealership, and then back home.
The afternoon was nothing special – some more work and The Boy came home and then went out with some friends. After dinner, I took him to another friend’s house for a party and he got a ride home from that. We went to bed kind of late (11:30 or so) because we got sucked into our new Netflix account (more on that later on sometime).
I slept for 6 and 1/2 hours straight! NO dogs, no cat, no snoring woke me up. I only woke up because I needed to go the bathroom – and then I fell back asleep for another hour until the dogs woke me up. I can’t remember the last time I slept that long without interruption! It felt so good.
When I did get out of bed, I noticed my knee didn’t seem to hurt as much. I took a closer look, and it doesn’t look at all swollen today! It still hurts to walk on it or bend it, but the swelling seems to be gone (for now anyway!). I can almost see the light at the end of this tunnel – and it may not even be a truck ready to run me over!
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Meditation
Tuesday, July 8th, 2008
Hmmm… had a VERY good class today. We were in the little room as our karate school is running a summer program. We didn’t turn on the lights – just natural light came in the doorway and peeked through the blinds. There were four of us today: me, Pat, Pat, and Zach. Pat # 1 and I have been doing this for a while; Pat #2 has come to a few classes and today was Zach’s first.
I haven’t been to class for a few weeks. There was no class the week of the Houston trip, and the week after that I was either A) sleeping or B) trapped by The Boy’s plans going afoul. So, it has been a good two weeks since my last class (and maybe longer – I can’t remember for sure). So I was ready for class today, and Sensei did not disappoint.
At the start of class, he announced we were going to focus on meditation today. I was happy to hear that – it’s been awhile since we had a class that focused on mediation and they are ususally just awesome. Since it’s been a few weeks since I’ve done any tai chi, my stress level has been up, so it was a great way to get back into classes.
We only did three exercises for mediation. We lifted up our internal organs; we held the ball; and (gee, I can’t remember what the third one was!) did this third thing… whatever it was. As part of the basics, you have to remember to put the tip of your tongue on the roof of your mouth and breathe through your nose. (Of course, you have to remember to breathe also – which sometimes you can forget!) He timed us – we did each thing for 1 to 2 minutes. It went very quickly – usually it feels like forever, but today it went super quick.
Then he had the new students practice their walking; Pat & I practiced our kicks. As my knees have been bad lately, he told me not to bend too much and concentrate on my balance. After several passes of that, he had us start section one. We were to do it twice, then start section two, and then section three (for me, that meant going as far as I could remember – I’m not quite done learning it yet). But he gave us a special instruction – which I am not supposed to tell anyone. And I’m not going to tell you, either! Let’s just say he told us to visualize something, and that’s what we did.
The first time doing section one was difficult!! I lost my concentration and place several times using the visualization he told us. But it had the interesting effect of making it more… something – I’m not sure how to describe it… tai chi-y, if that makes any sense (and it probably doesn’t!). The second time, using the visualization, I didn’t stumble as much, but it still had that unique feeling to it.
So I started my section two. I feel like I am rusty on my section two and it gets intertwined with my section three. Today I didn’t confuse the sections like I am apt to do, but I did stop a couple of times when I got “stuck” in a move. Sensei gave me the next move or two and then I was on my own again. I had a harder time with the visualization in section two, basically because I was stopping and starting through it. I got through it twice; the second time I didn’t stumble at all. I started my third section, but my mind wasn’t in it and class time was pretty much over, so I didn’t have to get all frustrated trying to get through it.
After class, I felt incredibly energized. It may be because I haven’t been to class in so long, or it could be the type of class we had, or it could be a combination of both.
Anyway, I am a bit conflicted about the next class. Thursday my friend Sally and I are supposed to hang out in the late morning/early afternoon, possibly going on a special shopping trip before I have to pick up The Boy at 3. So, either I won’t get any hours in for work if I go to class OR I can get some hours in if I skip class. Decisions, decisions….
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Houston
Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008
Well, we just got back from our trip to Houston. We went to participate in our karate school’s Nationals Tournament. This is the second year we went (and also the second time they have had this tournament). And by participate, I mean The Boy did. He competed in Sparring, Grappling and Traditional Kata. As a non-black belt, that was everything he could take part in. Once he becomes a black belt he can also compete in creative weapons or creative empty hands forms. That is where he can make up his own kata – with music if he wants.
The Hubby did end up participating, in a way. Sensei called me into one of the school’s offices and handed me a camera. He asked me to take pictures of the event as I was a “responsible” person. I was happy to help out, but pictures are not my strong suit. The Hubby shares this opinion – he has basically given up on training me on using his camera (hence, I have my own camera now). He saw me come out of the office with the camera in hand and immediately asked what I was doing. When I explained, he took the camera and became the official unofficial photographer. He went out onto the floor with all the participants – took shots of everyone he could.
As a karate student, he had a better understanding of when kicks, turns and moves would be performed. He showed me some of the shots he caught (it was a digital SLR, so he could do that) and they looked great. There was part of the day when the lights were off (it gets hot in Houston when you have 100+ people in a room in 90+degree weather!) so some shots may look like they were taken in the dark.
All in all we had a good time. There were about 20 or so students from our school that participated, and about another 10 or so that were there to help out and cheer their family on. The Boy had a good time hanging out with his karate friends. It was nice to be able to let him wander the hotel and hang out at the pool without worrying about him.
And now for the results:
The Boy has never grappled before. He was going to grappling class, where they worked on drills. But school got in the way, and he really hadn’t been to class since early May. He was just looking to get some experience in grappling, and that’s what he got. There were four boys in his division. He came in fourth. But he got to grapple twice – and the second time he did better than the first. I did not watch. I videotaped it. There is a difference – one way you are actively watching what is going on; the other you are making sure you get the action in the screen. I don’t think I can actively watch that.
Sparring: The Boy apparently got moved into the 15-16 year old division (he is still technically 14). There were three in that division once he was placed into it. He placed third. In his defense, one of the kids had a very long reach and the other used a style that was hard to defend against. Plus, he had just come back from his second grappling match and only had about two minutes to catch his breath and get into his sparring gear.
Kata: I think he was robbed. He got second place. He was very strong (this tends to be his strong suit, in my humble opinion). The kid who got first apparently “forgot” a move. He only won by .10 (one tenth) of a point, so maybe I shouldn’t be too upset. But still!
Here are some pictures (I know you are dying for pictures!):
above – Our School’s Participants
above – Sensei talks to the grapplers before things get started
above – here is the Kata scores being given out. The kid on the very left is the one who won.
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Kickboxing
Monday, June 16th, 2008
So today was my first kickboxing class. Well, technically, it wasn’t my first, but it was the first in what I am planning to be a long string of classes.
At our karate school, they started the kickboxing classes about a year or so ago. Hubby joined – he wanted some cardio to go with his regular karate classes. He pestered me to go, but i really wasn’t that interested. He finally wore me down and I agreed to go to a class. I liked it – but not enough that I said, hey let’s go every day!
Classes are every weekday except Friday – either at 5:30 or 6:15 pm and then there is a 8:30 am class on Saturday.
At the beginning of the year, I made a “non-New Year’s resolution” to join the kickboxing class. By that I mean, I told several of the staff that I was going to start coming. I must have told Hubby before that since he got me some workout clothes for Christmas. Anyway, it just never seemed to happen.
Weekdays were difficult. The Boy gets dropped off anywhere between 4:30 and 5:00 on a regular day; and for the last month he was at play practice anywhere from 7 pm to 9 pm. So getting to either a 5:30 or 6:15 class seemed to really put the stress on – so I didn’t try. Saturday mornings are typically the one morning I don’t have an alarm clock wake me up, so I was not anxious to start.
But I made this promise to myself that I would go to class. So I have been waiting and planning and thinking about how I was going to make it happen. I decided that today would be my “first” class since The Boy is now in exam prep/exam schedule at his high school and does not have the theater school now. So I had him picked up by 11:45 this morning – certainly enough time to get ready for a 5:30 kickboxing class.
I was planning to surprise Hubby with my decision during the day when we talked. We usually talk a few times during the day, but today I don’t think I talked to him on the phone at all until 4:30, so that kind of blew that idea. He came home at 5 and I was dressed for class. He looked at me a bit strange, and then a bit stranger when I told him I planned to go to class. He decided to come with me instead of going to his karate class tonight.
So we had a good time. I did sweat – so I guess that is good. I had to put gloves on about half way through the bag work – I really should have bought them before class, but oh well! My skin will recover – nothing too bad like broken skin or anything – just sore knuckles.
I am thinking that I will go to Kickboxing on Mondays, Wednesdays and possibly Saturdays (although I am still not convinced about the getting up part). I will still do my Tai Chi on Tuesdays and Thursdays. So I will be getting the cardio I need and the training on breathing/strengthening/de-stressing I want.
And today is our 18th wedding anniversary. Still happily married after all this time (although some people would say it isn’t that long of a time!).
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Busy, Busy, Busy
Tuesday, May 6th, 2008
Yes, I know it has been a while since I last posted. It seems to have been a very busy stretch of time. I also haven’t felt much like writing – and I’ve noticed I haven’t been cruising around the web so much lately.
So, anyway…
we had a karate graduation at the end of April.
So here is The Hubby and The Boy (it’s nice when they graduate together!). Hubby is now going to be wearing the blue uniform; The Boy will be getting geared up for his brown belt test. Everything went well during graduation – although it was awfully quick! I didn’t get my camera ready in time to tape them doing their kata, so I got to watch and enjoy it.
Then later that day….
The Boy had to go to a friend’s house to work on a school project. This is how well that went:
Yes, that is a sprained ankle, propped up on a pillow. He was playing football (he was forced to, you understand) and got tackled and pulled and stretched and twisted. We made him suffer through on Saturday, and then when it wasn’t feeling at all better on Sunday I made the family go to the emergency room and get xrays to make sure it wasn’t broken.
Now, I have broken my ankle (so badly that I needed pins inserted!) so I know that if it is broken he is going to be crying and be absolutely miserable until it is cast. I was pretty sure it wasn’t broken, but I wanted to make sure that there were no hairline fractures. Plus, if he was going to be on crutches, I wanted him to have a doctor’s note to make life easier at school.
So I ended up having to take him from his high school to his arts high school on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. That wasn’t too bad. It was the picking him up on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday that really threw me for a loop. That sucked up so much time out of my day! And I hate driving in the city – I have no patience for it. So I was a bit cranky about it. But I knew that he would be more miserable on the crowded bus – and possibly hurt his ankle again if he got jostled around. It was only three days – so I could live with that.
Except…
his arts school had their prom on Thursday night. So, on the day I didn’t have to drive him to school, I had to drive him to his prom at the school. At pick him up. At 10 o’clock at night. In the city.
And then…
Friday rolls around and he is convinced I have run away with his black binder that has his school play in it. I, of course, have not. He can’t find it anywhere. I make him call his high school to see if it is in the lost and found there. It isn’t. The arts school is closed on Fridays and I know for a fact that no one is there that day. I can see him try to figure out how to convince me to go up there so he can look around. He offers that it may be in the building across the street where he takes his yoga class. I have him call; no answer. I have no pity (he must think, anyway). But I tell him to call again, this time after lunch hour, and he gets a receptionist. They do have a key to the room, so guess what? Yup, for the FIFTH day in a row, a drive to the city. He does find his binder (black binder on a black box – no one saw it there for 2 days!) and is happy as a clam (how happy are clams, anyway?).
So… I just have not felt like writing much, even though there is plenty to write about. And that’s just part of my exciting week or two off from posting.
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Tai Chi Toes
Thursday, April 24th, 2008
After posting a pic of Hubby’s feet, I thought it would only be fair to put up a picture of my feet. I painted my toenails (very girly of me – very unlike me!) a pretty purple fuchsia color. Hubby inquired if I was starting a foot fetish site, and why did I paint my nails anyway? (Like I said – it’s a girly thing to do, and I am not very girly that way!).
Truth is, summer is coming. I don’t hide my feet in socks at Tai Chi after March – I get too hot with socks on while doing tai chi. So, I like to catch the occasional glimpse of pretty toes while I practice my forms.
Oddly enough, when I have my fingernails painted, it is almost too much to watch them – I get distracted if the color is too loud. But apparently the color further away from my face is fine… not too distracting from practicing.
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Tai Chi Or Chai Tea?
Thursday, March 13th, 2008
I have been going to Tai Chi classes for quite some time now. I think this summer it will be two full years.
I can honestly say I have no idea how stressed, cranky and unhappy I would be without it.
I generally go twice a week – Tuesday and Thursday mornings – for about an hour or so. We stretch and do some breathing exercises. Then we walk, and then we start our first section. All of that may not make any sense, so here is the breakdown:
Stretch – well, everyone should know what this is. It’s not that hard to do – we warm up our bodies, moving side to side, rotating our arms and shoulders and toes, taking care to remember our poor knees and our spine. I (and most of my family) have always been able to “crack” our necks – this is just one place I get to do it and no one looks alarmed (actually they might look a little jealous if they are not cracking!). Part of the way we stretch will focus on the breathing while we stretch. Reach up, breathe in. Reach down, breathe out. All controlled, at a steady pace – not a race to finish but a steady in and out to relax the body and clear the mind. One of my favorite stretches is for the toes. Place your weight on one foot, and lift the other so the toes only are on the ground. (Note: we do this barefoot or with socks on for best results). Then, rotate the toes 9 times in one direction and then 9 times in the opposite direction. Next, press down on your toes. Next, press down on your toes, but this time, you bend the toes backwards (crack!crack!crack!). Last, to stretch the ankle a bit, put the foot behind the one with the weight on it, and press with the toes backward. Then you switch and do the other foot. IT…IS…SIMPLY…AMAZING! You have now just given all of your internal organs a quickie massage (and you didn’t know you doing anything but cracking your toes, huh?)
Next is the walk. Have you ever thought about how you walk? Remember being taught how to walk? I have no idea how I learned how to walk – and I do it everyday! (In fact, I have to do it now to walk Whiny Puppies – be right back!)
ALRIGHTY, THEN!
The tai chi walk is really no different than a ‘regular’ walk, but because you are now thinking about it, it suddenly becomes a challenge. The basic things to remember are to have your heel hit the floor first, to rock to your toes – not to land flat footed on the ground. It is not a march – STOMP, STOMP, STOMP, but rather a gliding. So, let’s pretend. Start out putting your right leg out, heel touching the ground, rocking/gliding forward so your toes touch the ground. Shift your weight onto the right leg. Next, shift back and put your full weight on the left leg and lift your right foot up on the heel so you can pivot it 45 degrees to the right. Roll your foot forward so the toes (and heel) are now on the floor. Next, bring your right foot up to your left foot, with the toes touching the ground (not your heel or full foot). Next, step out and to the left a bit with your left foot, again having the heel touch down first and gliding forward to have the toes touch the ground. Shift your weight onto left leg and then shift the weight back to the right leg, lifting your left foot on the heel and pivot 45 degrees to the left.
I think it took me a month to get that down. Then my teacher added MOVING MY ARMS!! This is like the proverbial ‘chewing gum and walking at the same time’ thing. When I had felt confident about my walk, I suddenly couldn’t go more than one step without falling into confusion.
I have a real admiration for the natural instinct that we as humans have to learn these multi-level steps to complete “simple” tasks such as walking, using our fingers/thumbs, how the body all works together. I have even more admiration for those going through physical therapy to re-learn those “simple” tasks after surgeries or health issues. It is not an easy thing to do.
Now I have several kinds of walks under my belt – basic, brush knee, monkey back (what fun that one is!), toe kick and heel kick. Some of them are better than others (my kicks still need work) – but it is a process and no one expects me to know them all and do them perfectly.
The next part of class is when we do “section one”. In the type of tai chi I am learning, there are three sections, made up of over a dozen movements. I really like section one, for several reasons. One – it is the one I have done the most and am most comfortable with. Two – There are no kicks. Three – I have done it so often that I can concentrate on other aspects (breathing, flowing chi) and still complete the movements (in the correct order, too!). Four – there are no kicks (did I say that already? It bears repeating.)
I have completed Section Two at this point, although there are still rough patches and some stop and go times. I still think too much during section two – it is not memorized in my muscle yet. Of course, there are overlapping moves in section one and two, so sometimes when I am in section two I will inadvertently go into a section one move instead of the section two move I should do. I have heard it gets worse in Section Three – just slight changes from Section Two, plus some more kicks.
I have started Section Three over the past few weeks. The starting moves are straight from Section Two, so that has moved along well. I am learning the next set of new moves, which I know fairly well. I have been shown the next moves, and they are “repeats” out of section one or two (I can’t remember), but I haven’t done them enough to even say I know what they are for sure.
The time spent on Tai Chi has allowed me to get away from my busy thoughts – to concentrate on the basics of breathing – to have a mini vacation twice a week. I will practice my breathing if I start to feel anxious about something or if someone is aggravating me. I am known to be a big crier – everything from TV Commercials to books to music to church sermons. I have visualized the tai chi walk in those moments, and have found that I can control my emotions from overwhelming me.
But… as to the title of this post… Tai Chi or Chai Tea… it gets so mixed up in my head that I often ask Hubby to make me a cup of Tai Chi after dinner. Hey – you try saying them both and not have them sound awfully similar!
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One More For…
Sunday, March 2nd, 2008
The Boy was at his Karate class Friday night. He actually had two – one was the class where he student teaches and then he has his own teen class. I dropped him off and decided to grab dinner with Hubby before picking up The Boy. Hubby & I went together to pick him up. We went into the “little room” – which is where the karate school expanded and took over a Curves that shut down. There were about 8 or so kids there that night – about average.
We watched as they practiced their katas. I love watching katas… you have to remember certain moves in certain sequence… it looks like a dance, but very quick and with the intention to defend or attack. We watched for a bit and then Hubby decided to go next door to the main building to chit chat with the staff. The class was wrapping up and the instructor was getting ready to have them do the ending exercises. They generally do sit-ups, push ups, crunches, and things of that nature. Depending on what belt they are, they will have to complete more or less of each thing. That night the instructor had them do the same amount of everything…they did 15 crunches, 15 sit-ups and 15 push ups. The push ups were last. When everyone had counted off and completed the 15 in unison, the instructor asked them: “can you do one more for your mom?” and the kids replied: “Yes, sir!” and they went down to start the push up. As he was going down, The Boy said in a loud voice: “This one is for you mom – I love you!” and then completed his push up. The other parents and siblings laughed and I admit I laughed too. It was such a complete spontaneous moment – I knew he meant it and he didn’t care if all the other kids and parents knew it too. I really wanted my husband to be there to have heard it – it was one of those things that in the storytelling loses its meaning – you need to be there to remember it the way it should be remembered.
Next the instructor said: “Now do one for your dad” and they did. Since Hubby wasn’t there, there was no love for him. The instructor gave The Boy a bit of a hard time – “don’t you love your dad too?”, knowing that he does and that dad had just walked away.
Next the instructor said: “Now do one for your grandparents.”. The Boy did four – one for each grandparent he has.
Then the instructor started to have the kids say who they should do “one more” for – brothers, sisters, friends, pets, school vacation, the instructor, Christmas….
Finally the instructor let them stop. He asked if the kids knew how many push ups they had actually done. The kids were laughing and really hadn’t been keeping count… so no one had a real answer. The instructor told them they did at least 15 more push ups using the “one more for” method. He talked about how they got motivated by using that “one more for” as a way to keep going and focus one the goal, not the activity of getting to the goal.
I guess we all need to remember that sometimes… we can do just one more.. to get to our goals.
Let me know what you think.
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