I am a strong woman because I have a sense of direction and a goal in mind. I do some strange things like karaoke
which many people find embarrassing. I think I sound good! I am stubborn and willing to take chances. Sometimes I find myself in a tight spot, but I refuse to give up.
I am a kind and caring person, capable of keeping my thoughts and emotions contained when I need to. However, I am NOT afraid to cry or to laugh at myself.
I teach and therefore I am exposed to many people and many different life styles, ideals, etc. I am tolerant and I like to be pleasantly surprised.
I belong to numerous groups and I like to volunteer some of my time. I took CPR and ended up becoming a Red Cross Instructor. I have been in some interesting situations and I have always felt I can help in an emergency.
I am strong because I am the sum total of me! I learn something new everyday and I challenge myself and authority if need be. I try to think outside of the box and I refuse to be stereotyped! Stereotyping is one of my biggest pet peeves.
On my long bike ride yesterday I had the opportunity to talk with an old friend that is doing physical therapy for a specific problem. She was discussing using bands to "refurbish" a part of her rear end that has a significant muscle imbalance. Seeing as she is an ironman triathlete I was surprised she was having this problem and I told myself..
because I too have used bands to rebuild injured body parts. The description of what she is going through was extremely funny, particularly her description of the many facial expressions she has seen while doing her exercises. I decided I could
and we went about the rest of our ride enjoying the weather. Later I decided that perhaps I should revisit some of my physical therapy exercises so as not to have to go back and repeat any rebuilding processes on my own body. At the gym this morning I went through my physical therapy routine and was a little surprised at the effort it took. I realize it has been 3 or 4 months but........
Three hours have passed and I am soooooooo sore I can hardly move! Payback for my smug laughter? Perhaps, and I promise to laugh less heartily next time, NOT! LOL
Happy mothers day to all of the mothers. If it were easy, anyone could be a great mom. Motherhood is a never ending journey that one gets better at with time.
The ride this morning was very nice. We were "celebrating" the departure of a friend back to her native country. We were all sorry to see her go. I thought about toasting her before she leaves.
Booze is hard on my diet and I have to stay sober so I can take my dogs for a walk this afternoon. Next week I have to face the fact that my daughter is graduating. Tough to imagine she is old enough to graduate, because she is almost the same age as I am. LOL. I am going to try to remain upbeat this week!