This came up on my Facebook feed this morning. It has probably been around forever but I do not remember seeing it before. This relates to everything that is wrong with the world today compared to when I was growing up.
Things are never black or white – they weren’t when I was young and they are not now, but generally speaking, we grew up learning to make the best of what we had – as our parents did, and their parents did before them.
Nowadays, people are so often the opposite. If it isn’t perfect, if it isn’t the best – it is worthless. Waste it, destroy it, and throw it away. ‘IT’ is everything – homes, vehicles, food, clothes, people (parents, siblings, partners, friends, anyone). As a society, ‘IT’ is healthcare, roads, education, the environment, natural resources. EVERYTHING. Waste it, destroy it, and throw it away.
And so many people are miserable – struggling with their health – mental, emotional, and physical AND finding themselves with less and less. Still they are demanding more and more – AND ‘the more’ has to be perfect or they waste it, destroy it, and throw it away.
It is an unsustainable obsession that we have these days, this desire for perfection or having only ‘the best’.
It is kind of funny that this came up for me this morning. This week wasn’t going well for me. My lungs are not liking our weather, I am feeling blah and bloated, I put on a couple of the pounds that I have worked so hard to take off. 😢 So, I decided it was time to change directions. I am not giving up on my health and fitness. It is just time to quit moping and start cleaning cupboards and closets, polishing up the Jeep, maybe give my dog a bath. Just make the best of what I have, instead of being so focused on what’s not working for me this week. This post came up at the perfect time to give me the boost I needed to get on with it. 🥰
That is it for today. Take care and have a great day. 💞🌞
It has been 20 weeks since I got out of my rocking chair and started getting fit for spring. It has been such a great journey, I have had no inclination to quit once spring sprang or at any other time in my foreseeable future.
As always, I noted a few improvements this week.
#1 – For the first time since I started working out, I noticed that when I amworking out, I was really not struggling to breathe or to catch my breath – even on warm and humid days. That is amazing! With asthma, COPD, and bronchiectasis, I used to struggle to breathe all of the time.
#2 – My hands look younger. My blood vessels are not as noticeable. I don’t know if that is because my skin is healthier or because my collagen levels (that affect blood vessels) is better. Either way, that is cool.
#3 – My stamina has improved considerably. On Saturday, I spent the entire first half of the day working to clean up our entire yard in anticipation of a visit from my sister, her husband, and their two German Shepherds – Heidi and King.
Dan and I had a good visit while watching our dogs carry on. Dan barbecued us a delicious steak and shrimp supper Saturday night. On Sunday, I whipped up some pancakes and bacon, Dan and Jerry went golfing, and Lorraine and I got in a good visit while keeping an eye on the canines. It was a great visit and the weather was perfect – warm, windless, and absolutely bugless!
The dogs all got along great – especially King and Molly who are both still puppies (big puppies). Heidi has quite a few good years on her and struggles with arthritis, so she was more content laying back and watching the young ‘uns.
That’s it for this week’s report. I am still working out, planning to get in some good walks with Molly, and anxious to see how far I can take this fitness program that I am on.
Raising a pup to become a dog always has it’s challenges. Apparently, raising a big pup has BIG challenges. This week we are dealing with one of Molly’s.
Before we brought a Great Pyrenees sheepdog into our home, I did a fair amount of reading on the breed. Since having her, I have taken Molly to the vet’s three times and have asked about any specific issues with this breed. I spoke to people who have Pyrs, as has Dan. (Apparently, they are quite a popular dog!). For all of our research, neither of us came across anything noting that since herding dogs are so intuned to their environment, they are particularly sensitive to loud sounds.
Since Dan and I are both relatively quiet, this sensitivity to sound has not been an issue – until now
A few days ago, Molly and I started daily walks. On Monday, we were walking across an open area across the street when there was a loud BANG. It sounded like a gunshot. Molly freaked out! We turned back and came out of the park and she calmed down so we went on to walk around the neighbourhood, keeping to the sidewalks. The bigger, and louder vehicles bothered her but she seemed to manage once such vehicles were past us.
That night, our new nextdoor neighbour put up a basketball net for his two young sons. They were exuberant and well LOUD. It was early in the evening and Molly seemed okay. She did coming flying into the house and spent the evening laying beside Dan on the sofa, but she seemed okay. She wasn’t.
Yesterday, Molly was terrified of going outside. I had to drag her out. She would run to the gate and peek around a cedar to the basketball net nextdoor. I brought her lunch outside, thinking that would distract her. She was too scared to eat. Dan and I took her for a walk in the park across the street and she was fine. We had her on an extendable leash and she raced and leapt around, ears flopping – having a ball! We came back home, came into the yard, and she was terrified. It was a brutal day.
This morning, Molly was slightly better. I got her to come outside to do her business and to come back in to eat her breakfast. I turned to Google and read a few articles about dogs who are terrified (terrorized) by loud sounds. One thing that sounded promising was that dogs find the smell of Vanilla calming. I rubbed a bit on my left hand and let Molly sniff at it. She immediately, and noticeably became calmer.
I put on her leash and took her out for a walk. She was stressed getting out the door and across the yard but she was fine once we were on the other side of the gate. We walked around the block, came to the back of the house through the back alley (where I knew Dan was chatting with a friend). Molly was excited to see them, and was happy to be fussed over by both of them. We resumed our walk and went through the park and back. Molly was a bit hesitant about a small tractor working in the park, but she dealt with it.
On our return home, she balked at the gate but she came in without too much of a battle. I unclipped her leash at the gate and came into the house. Molly followed within a few seconds. I sprayed Molly’s kennel, stuffed elephant, her blanket, and the carpet in the porch with diluted vanilla. It seemed to calm her considerably – until her favorite human stopped in unexpectedly.
Our granddaughter Genie was passing through from Winnipeg, on her way to Calgary, and she was fortunately allowed a few hours stop in Regina. She managed a few minutes to come by. Molly was beside herself (and on top of Genie) the entire time.
When Genie had to leave, Molly bounced out the door with her and walked her to the gate. She barely glanced at the dreaded basketball net. 👍
We seem to be heading for a gradual recovery, but if anyone has any suggestions for dealing with our fearful pup, I would love to hear them. This is thunderstorm season in Saskatchewan and The Weather Channel has a warning for tonight. 😳🌩️⚡
That is it for today. Take care and have a great day!💞
It has been nineteen weeks since I started my current, and most successful ever, fitness journey.
I have three things of note on my weekly update! 🤗
#One – My husband came home sick a couple of weeks ago. I don’t know if it was a chest flu or what, but he was miserable. I did feel so bad for him BUT for the first time since I met Dan twenty-five years ago, I did not catch whatever he had. Not a single sniffle! Dan is back on his feet and feeling much better, so I can be happy for him now, as well. 🥰
#Two – I am shedding noticeably less hair this week than I have been for the past couple of years. I don’t know if it is because my health is better or because I started using Dove hair fall rescue shampoo, but YAY!
#Three – Molly and I have started daily walks! 🌟
On Saturday, we took a short walk around the block. Molly did not appreciate the traffic, the people, and she was particularly taken aback by the other dog yards. It did not go well.
Yesterday, I took Molly to the ball diamonds across the street and she did MUCH better. By the time we returned home, she was walking beside me like a pro.
This morning, I decided we should go back to the ball diamonds to reinforce yesterday’s training. Molly did great until we got half way to the diamonds and a particularly raucous bird startled her. 🙄 She had almost pulled herself together when there was a loud BANG. It was probably a vehicle but it really sounded like a gunshot. WELL, that did it for Molly! She spun around and decided to hightail it home. The good news is, I stayed on my feet and managed to hold onto her.
When we got out of the park, Molly calmed right down and decided she was ready to go for a nice walk afterall. We walked to the end of our street and turned onto Sherwood. It was about 8 A.M. and Sherwood is pretty busy at the best of times. Molly didn’t mind the cars, SUVs, and half-tons. Then she saw a semi. She came to a screeching halt and sat trembling as it went by. This was repeated when she saw the bus. When the garbage truck rattled by, I think she upped the drama queen routine by experiencing a short fainting spell. 😞
We turned right on Elphinstone. The traffic was a bit less of an issue as there were vehicles parked along the side of street, between us and the semis, buses, and garbage trucks. Things were uneventful until we turned onto MacKinley. We met up with a few pedestrians and Molly wanted to be a little too friendly. I kept her in check and I was feeling pretty good about how well we were doing. Molly and me, walking down the street like pros!
Then, for probably the LAST time ever, Molly drifted right. I didn’t see her coming into my path and I stepped on her foot. Molly let out a high pitched YIPE and stopped dead in her tracks. I did not. I went head over tea kettle and did a totally imperfect faceplant. Fortunately, for me (not so much for her), I landed on top of Molly.
I scrambled to my feet (I can do that now, because I am in such good shape), Molly stumbled to hers, and we proceeded home – each on our own side of the sidewalk!
That is about it for week nineteen. I am still doing my Zumba workouts, drinking my beet juice, and eating my sauerkraut. I am looking forward to many more walks with Molly and can’t wait until we are ready to tackle some more challenging parks and hiking trails.
We finally did it! I took Molly for her first official walk yesterday. We went around our block and to say it went badly is an understatement. She had two speeds – fast and stop and she insisted on walking right in front of me or right behind me (perpendicular to me of course 🙄).
This morning Molly seemed bored. (Sometimes, it is hard to tell if Molly is bored or tired, but when she stole the bra out of my drawer and went racing around the yard with it flapping in the wind , she didn’t appear to be tired). I decided this could be as good a time as ever to try walking her again. I traded her a Milk Bone for my bra and got her into her harness and leash.
Today went much better. I took Molly to the ball diamonds across the street (a ways) from our house.
Molly did fairly well on the way to the ball diamonds. I took her into one of the diamonds and walked the bases with her, teaching her to walk nicely on my left side. It took about 30 sudden u-turns but she got the hang of it and walked home like a pro – even when we had to walk past the scary miniature dachshund (in the fenced in yard ten feet from where we were walking).
We practiced sitting to wait before crossing our street. Finally, I stopped for a chat with Liam and Molly sat (occasionally rolled) patiently.
All in all, today went pretty well. It will be interesting to see if she remembers the lessons tomorrow and fun to see how things progress on busier and more distracting paths.
That is it for today. Take care and have a great day! 💞🌞