Archive for March, 2010

No Mistakes in Life

Well, the dentist worked on my teeth a little more.  The bite feels more even now.  I hope after the mouth weirdness  goes away (from sitting with my mouth wide open and my teeth being ground on) that my bite will be tolerable.  If it means no jaw, gum, tooth, ear, or sinus pain, I can live with weirdness. 

I am pretty used to weirdness of all kinds; weird pretty much describes most of my life.  Like looking down between my eye glasses edge and the floor, missing the first step and jumping/hopping down the rest of the steps to keep my balance; I landed on my feet, believe it or not.  I wish someone could have witnessed that awesome display of un-gracefulness.  Or deflecting a basketball coming at my face while my partner chest passes our ball and hits me square on the left side of the chest (think family jewels for women).  How about going for a pass and having your shoe catch the carpet, only to have the rest of your body keep moving causing you to stumble backwards and fall on your bum.  Yep, the 4th, 5th and 6th graders got a giggle out of that.  And this all happened in the last 24 hours.  My husband says I shouldn’t leave the house without wearing bubble wrap.

With all the weirdness of life, are there really any accidents?  Take my dentist experience, for example.  After getting my bite “fixed,” I stopped by the checkout desk.  On the flip calendar was the most beautiful saying:

“Confide in God, be patient, weep if your heart is sore, but love always, and wait and trust.  Sorrow will pass, but God will remain forever.”

I have a friend whose father’s funeral was today.  Did I need to go back to the dentist, or did I need to read that message?  Are there really ever any accidents in life? 

And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to his purpose.  Romans 8:28

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I got my teeth cleaned the other day.  I wasn’t expecting any trouble; I just wanted the basic maintenance.  The hygienist asked me if I was having any problems.  I told her that I was having a little pain on one side with my lower molars, but it was only once in a while.  She proceeded to clean my teeth.  All went well, until the dentist came in to take a look.  The hygienist told her about the little pain I was having. 

The dentist’s reaction:  “Bite down on this paper.  Open up.  We will grind down this crown.  How is that?  Pressure on eye tooth?  Let’s grind that.  How’s that?”  

I couldn’t tell, because at this point, my mouth felt strange all over. 

“Call back in a couple of days if it doesn’t feel right.”  She handed me my glasses and keys and that was that. 

Now my bite and front teeth feel weird.  I go back tomorrow to have it “fixed.”  Shudder… 

The next time I go to the dentist and they ask me if I am having any problems, I am going to keep my mouth shut.  Of course, that will make it difficult to clean my teeth.

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It was a beautiful day!  It doesn’t matter that my ankle started hurting 3/4 of the way through my run (and still hurts), the cartons of orange juice fell over and smooshed the bread on the way home from the store, the flashlight rolled off the dashboard and hit the top of my knee on the way home from small group, or that we came home to find water coming out from underneath the washer.  It was a fifty-nine degree, sun shining, blue sky day, and somehow that makes everything okay.

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Oh Well…

I ran the 5K, but I missed the preferential seeding time by 27 seconds.  I was feeling pretty good waiting for the start.  The first half mile was tough; the 25 degree air was hard on the lungs until I got warmed up.  My sunglasses fogged up after I did get warm, and I couldn’t see my watch; I eventually just took them off.  I also found out that if you don’t take all the straight paths and cut the corners short (shortest distance between two points), you can actually add at least a tenth of a mile to the course (according to my GPS watch that my wonderful husband got me for Christmas).  I didn’t run my smartest race, but I am a novice runner, so I am not too disappointed.  My husband suggested I go ahead and send in my time to the seeding committee.  All they can say is “no,” right?  I hope they don’t laugh too hard.

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Run, Baby, Run

In order to get a preferential start in the One America 500 Festival Mini Marathon (half marathon), I have to run a 5K in less than 28 minutes.  That time is not breaking any land speed records, but it is fast for this previous non-runner.   I have walked/jogged (mostly walked) more than a dozen mini marathons.  Without the preferential start, it takes me almost an hour just to get to the start line (30,000 people registered). 

Tomorrow morning is the 5K; the time will be close.  It doesn’t help that it will be around 25 degrees at the start, I have cramps, my boobs hurt, and I feel bloated.  Oh, and I did a Tonya Harding on myself and rammed my knee into the corner of a metal bleacher seat two nights ago.  It is bruised, but it doesn’t hurt anymore to use it.  I will run my hardest and count on the good Lord to keep me from injury.  Whether I make it tomorrow or not, I feel great about my running progress.  A year and a half ago, I wasn’t even able to run three miles consecutively.  Even if I don’t make my time, I am grateful that I am healthy enough to even try.

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Why does it seem like there are about five days out of every month that a woman actually feels at her best?  The other 23-26 days are either bloating, irritability, swollen body parts, mood swings, and sweet and salty bingeing before and during the big event.  I attacked a cupcake and big bags of peanut M&M’s and Lay’s potato chips this afternoon; the cupcake was the only thing I ate in its entirety.  I also wanted to attack some bad drivers.  And so the cycle continues…

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