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Spring Training & Spring Cleaning

Well Hello March!

March is my birthday month.

So March seems like a pretty good time for me to start cleaning things up in my personal world – health, fitness, appearance, overall wellness and in my home.

Makeover March…I like that.

Do you know how much things can change over the course of one year alone?

Um, there are unlimited possibilities.

It takes planning, then lots and lots of action and one year later = taa daa, things are different.

I have already started on my let’s make some real changes Lisa journey.

I am going on a 3 Week Yoga Retreat!!

In my living room.

Here’s the website with the information if you are interested…..3 Week Yoga Retreat

Last week I also bought a Squatty Potty.

My sister forbade me of going into any type of detail about this product here, as well as on, Facebook.  That is after she could catch her breath and stop laughing.

So, should you be curious, check out the site.

I will say it works, I like it, and there has been a lot of coverage about the product – Shark Tank, The Doctors TV show, maybe even Dr. Oz (I can’t remember) and plenty of online articles.

Most recently I bought a NutriBullet® Balance Blender, and I think it is due to arrive at work today. I am excited!

Check out the website – NutriBullet® Balance Blender

There is one more thing that I would like to own and I have wanted this since last September, and that is a Teeter Inversion Table.

This product is kind of pricey so I will not be getting one until I prove to myself that I will use the yoga retreat dvd and the NutriBullet® Balance Blender.

If I am consistent with those, well, maybe for my birthday, I’ll get myself a Teeter Inversion Table!

Happy March People!

Personally, I am aiming to be a few pounds lighter, more organized and better rounded by the end of March.

And then let it spill over and continue to grow as the months unfold.


It Happened. I Got Sick.

It is my own d@mn fault.

And maybe, or maybe not, at least two of my co-workers.


I like to share the glory.

One co-worker had been sick for a little over two weeks, and we are talking sick as in S-I-C-K.

Yet day after day, he showed up for work.

I told him ~ Dude.  If I get sick because of you…I will kick your @ss!!

The new receptionist came to work three days in a row, at the end of the week before last, feeling really under the weather.

Because she is new she didn’t want to call in sick, even tho I warned her, after telling her to really take a day or two off if she needed it – If I get sick because of you, you will be the one driving this boat on your own!!

My fault in the mix, I didn’t take the best care of myself.

I was so focused and determined on meeting the Jan 31st deadline.

Almost every day, the receptionist would ask me – Have you eaten, are you going to eat??!!

I’d go all day without eating, and then I’d go home and eat Ramen noodles for dinner.


I recently rediscover beef flavored Ramen noodles, after 10+ years, and I am addicted.

I am not sure why I picked them up, but I am glad I did.

They are…Easy. Quick. Tasty.

And did I mention quick?

My dinner was ready in 5 minutes flat each night!!!

#Heaven for a single gal.

I must admit, not the healthiest of diets, nor the best of ideas, for a couple of weeks pretty much straight, but hey, the things you learn in hindsight (mind blowing!).

I made a “Note to Self” and read it daily – Find healthy ways to dress up this soup so you are getting protein and veggies into your diet too!!!

I haven’t made it that far yet.

It is still on my list.

But I am on it!

As a result of my previously mentioned self made poor choices, which I made during a pretty busy time for me, and maybe (read: most likely cuz I really do wash my hands constantly and rarely get this sick!!!)…I  have been, wait for it, throwing up all weekend!

Oh.  I also feel quite crappy, achy, and all that jazz too.  I am asleep more than I am awake.

Personally, I’d give anything for a coke right about now.

However, that would require me leaving my home, and um, maybe I will try that later today.

Drinking lots of water doesn’t necessarily sit well with an upset stomach.

But wait!

There’s more.

My cats must have felt left out.

Each of them decided to throw up this morning too.

Which truth be told, almost made me throw up again when I had to clean it up!

Thank God for hard wood floors.

Easy and quick clean up.

Hardwood floors beat carpeted floors hands down.  Every time.


Maybe there is something in the water.

That is the only thing the three of us share.


Wishing you are yours nothing but health and wellness.

And oh, keep washing those hands and stay away from sick people!

One more thing.

Have a much better diet going on than I have been keeping…

And for goodness sake…

















Did You Ride?

Texting Convo…

Me: Did you ride?

Co-worker:  Don’t ask.  I feel like a total dumb @ss.  I brought my battery, helmet and tools today.  I got to your garage at 3:30pm with a big smile.  Then I realized, I did NOT have my motorcycle key!!!!  I slapped myself and left.  “Story of my life.”

Me:  And to think, I was upstairs sleeping and had one of your motorcycle keys. hahahaha



I checked.  He did not try to contact me to see if I was home to give him the extra key.

And with good reason.

I told him on Friday, I cannot wait for tomorrow.  I do not want to see or talk to another human being all day.

I’ve been busy at work, and I have no problem with that at all.

BUT, if I do not get a little me time alone, this is not going to end well for anyone. hahahaha

I never know when I will run into my co-worker or my co-worker and his wife in my parking garage.

He is storing his bike with mine for the winter because he does not have garage parking.

I have one of his keys if I need to move his bike, and he has one of mine because he takes (GREAT) care of my bike when doing anything with his.

We’ve gone out to lunch a couple of times where I have paid for his lunch.

He gets all up in arms, because I have learned how to slyly pay for the meal before he realizes what has happened, which provokes him to exclaim how he will never go to lunch with me again if I keep doing that!!

Co-worker: Why did you do that?

Me: Because you do a lot to take care of my Harley (Last weekend, he changed the oil in both of our motorcycles, and his wife stopped by Harley to pick up the extra oil I needed and paid for because she works near the dealership and it is out of my way to go there.  And yes, you can only buy the d@mn oil and oil filter at a dealership and not online. Grrrrr.).

Co-worker: I do not do any of this because of you.  I do it because I like working on things.

Me: I don’t give a shit why you do it.  I just need you to keep doing it.  It is about give and take.  You do stuff for me, I do stuff for you and yours.  It would get old pretty damn fast if you always do stuff for/on my bike and receive nothing in return.

Co-worker:  But you let me park my motorcycle in your garage.

Me: Whatever.  Shut up and eat your d@mn free lunch.  And take this to your wife.

Like I said before, I have been busy at work.

Last weekend I worked on work projects from home on Saturday and Sunday.

And, I ran into my co-worker in my garage on Saturday and Sunday as well.

We worked on things while his wife went shopping at the mall.  He is not pleased with that part and wants to find her a new hobby. hahahaha

Then a whole week of being busy at work, getting home each night a little later, and taa daa, here we are at today.

I worked from home 5:30am to 9:30am this morning, returned a phone call to one of my bosses (took only 3 seconds to answer the question but still ruined my not speaking or seeing another human being all day goal. hahahaha).

I made something to eat, ate, and then slept until 4:30pm.

I guess I was far more drained then I realized.

I could not have helped my co-worker anyway had he reached out because I turned my ringer off.

The new receptionist (who is awesome beyond belief!) has been feeling sick for the last three days.

I told her multiple times, if you are not feeling well, you need to take a day off.  If I get sick, you’ll be the one driving this boat!

She has since informed me ~ You CANNOT get sick or take any vacation days for a full year.

I told her ~ You’ve got until June lovey.  Then Mama is headed to CA to see her family (FINALLY in CA).  It has only taken me 4+ years and paying for 3 d@mn plane tickets to get out there!

Truth be known, the receptionist (who is a former Executive Assistant) will be more than fine.  She is such a smart, organized, personable and quick study young lady.

She may even replace me before I return from my CA trip to see my fam.

I may or may not have picked something up from being around her, sickness wise.

My solution is always ~ eat, sleep, recharge and only take medicine if really needed.

Hopefully on Monday, I will be right as rain.

I’ll work again tomorrow from home at some point because I get a lot done when I am alone, and we are approaching a January 31st deadline.

Bottom line ~ I do not care if my co-worker or my co-worker and his wife show up tomorrow in my parking garage.

I am not leaving my home.

Mama has officially extending her ~ I do not want to have contact with another human being, in any form, on Sunday either.

I really hope he remembers to bring his motorcycle key this time!! hahahaha





For The Love of God, Every Breath You Take!!

Although I love the song Every Breath You Take by The Police, mama is getting ready to call the real police.

I finally solved a mystery that has been puzzling me for some time now.

I was woken up by my cats this morning at 2:30 am.

That is not unusual.  That is par for the course.

I normally get to go back to sleep within 15 minutes of petting.

And then I heard it.

The dude upstairs was on the move.

Either he is a really large guy or he is very heavy footed.

On a positive note, I take great care in being oh so quiet when the building is asleep as to not disturb my downstairs neighbors.  See.  I can take lemons and make lemonade!

Anyway, I hear him on the move, roll my eyes and begin breathing deeply and slowing thinking I can calm my way back to sleep.

After about 15 minutes I hear it.

Unbelievable, the dude either turned on his TV or music because I hear a rhythmic bass or treble or something on a continuous loop!

How effing rude can you be?

This has happened before too, always in the late, late hours of the night or if you prefer, the early earliest of hours in the morning.

He must travel, because it only happens in stints, brief periods of time and not 24/7.

I cannot tell you how many times I have had to stop myself from marching upstairs and banging on his door and giving him a piece of my mind for being so rude and thoughtless.

Well guess what mama figured out as she was breathing deeply and slowing thinking I could calm my way back to sleep?

That is not music or the TV, he is freaking SNORING!

Holy crap! What in the hell am I supposed to do with that?

I was sleeping on my couch because you can do that when you are an adult and single.

Well home boy, and yes he must be a HE with that kind of snoring, must not have been able to sleep and moved to his couch because he is an adult too, and now he is obviously sleeping soundly when I AM NOT.

Every breath he takes makes me want to walk up there and punch him.

I am not in a relationship.  I shouldn’t have to deal with this!

And if I was in a relationship with someone who snored, the first snore and it would have been over.  I like my sleep.

I know people who are married to snorers.  And I think and have said, for the love of God, didn’t you know about this early on and how on earth could you have signed up for this life sentence on purpose? hahaha

Hold up, dude must be awake because the snoring stopped.

Oh never mind.  False alarm.

How on earth I can hear him snoring I do not know.  I have occasionally been woken up by an iPhone alarm thinking, that is strange, I don’t remember setting my alarm.

I didn’t.  It was his alarm.

Outside of these two things in the dead of night or early, early morning, I hear absolutely nothing.

No convos, no showers, no nothing.

Well I do hear him walking, but outside of THOSE three things, I hear nothing.

Now that I know what is going on, I will not call the police.

I am seriously thinking about moving though. hahaha

So I am up.  Now what?

I could exercise.  I could ride my Harley.  I could go grocery shopping.

I could…I really think it would be best if I leave my house for a little while before the police come to pick me up for smothering someone!!! hahaha


Happy Halloween People!

I certainly hope this was my trick for the day.

The Crush

Holy wow!  I cannot believe so much time has passed since I last posted.

A lot has happened.

My grandmother passed away, the receptionist resigned to pursue a job more in line with her goals and I pretty much did the work of two people to get the firm I work for through the October 15th tax deadline.

Luckily we did find someone rather quickly to become the new receptionist.  But when you are new, there is only so much you can do.  She did catch onto our phone system quickly, and that was a tremendous help!

All of that led me to unknowingly showing up to sign up for classes two days past the start date, so alas – I am not taking classes right now.  I wasn’t able to join late, even though it was only two days.

But, after all I have been through; this is really not such a bad thing.

Such is life.  The classes will be there on the next start date.

Let’s hope I make it there in time! hahaha

Right now I am struggling with a different decision.

Here’s what woke me up Thursday morning….in my dream I was frantically driving my S2000 trying to find my way home after one hell of a day. I drove between what I thought were two narrow construction barriers. But the space kept narrowing and I discovered I was in between two semi trucks. They inched forward four paces – 1. 2. 3. 4. Each time coming closer together and each pace crushed my car more with me very aware what was happening, but the truck drivers didn’t know. I woke up right before the next pace forward which would have sandwich crushed me and my car completely. Um. So not cool that this is the last thing I dreamed before waking up.


I posted my dream and the picture on Facebook and a couple of friends pointed out, um, I think you have too much stress going on in your life right now.

I looked up the meaning of my dream on Google, which I do if a dream sticks with me so vividly.  For me, it makes sense that dreams consolidate and process information gathered.  It is your brain trying to solve something when the fully conscious mind is at rest.

The meanings I found:

The action of crushing anything in your dream indicates that you are under tension and/or pressure in regard to making an important decision.

If you dream that a part of your body is being crushed, then it suggests that you are being prevented to full express yourself.

I think both of these fit my situation.

I love my job.  And I enjoy the people I work with.

But the commuting is crushing my spirit and pretty much making me an asshole when in traffic.  I now have little patience or tolerance for slow drivers, and I really don’t like being so aggressive.

When I signed on to return to working for my current firm, my two must were: return me to my former salary and during non-tax season allow me to come in early and leave early to avoid traffic.  My main pitch was, I don’t want to spend my life in rush hour traffic.

The sad thing is that I only live 12.5 miles from my job, yet I spend 7 – 7.5 hours a week going to and fro.  That is almost an entire work day’s worth of hours spent commuting each week.  That is depressing.

In the end it didn’t work out well for me to come in early and leave early during non-tax season.  My job is kind of really need to be on-site during business hours kind of job.

Even shifting my hours to coming in an hour later and leaving an hour later still has me with the 7 – 7.5 hours a week going to and fro commute.

I have been doing this for 2 and half years.

So this is where I am now…What do I do from here?

I am still trying to figure it out.

Maybe a less disturbing dream will happen tonight to shed some light on my situation.

Something warm and fuzzy…



My Bummed Foot. I’ll Take It!

Last Tuesday I ushered in my birthday in a setting that I haven’t been in since my actual birth day, in the presence of a doctor.

I seem to have dorked up my foot.

This is my foot the night before my birthday…

Exhibit A: The Foot

The Foot

My foot got that big both Sunday and Monday night because I was working and it is tax season, which means I have to move around to get stuff done.

I cried myself to sleep both of those nights because it hurt so badly. So badly that at times I seriously thought my foot would explode.

The previous Friday I had gone to my regular doctor and she sent me to the hospital to have x-rays done.

Nothing was found so she told me to rest, ice it, elevate it, and stay off it as much as I could. She also told me to come back in a week if it hadn’t gotten any better.

Fast forward two days later, Sunday night, Exhibit A above, and I would say that things were going downhill fast.

First thing Monday morning I found and made an appointment with a podiatrist. The earliest they could see me was first thing Tuesday morning (aka my birthday).

I went and they did x-rays too. The doctor couldn’t find anything either so he sent me to get an MRI. Although he couldn’t find anything, he saw my foot in all of its glory and knew something was wrong.

They wrapped my foot in a soft cast and ace bandages and put a huge boot on it (which I am still wearing to this day and might have to for the next TWO MONTHS).

Exhibit B: The Boot

The Boot

Tuesday, my birthday, which I keep saying because it is so not fair this was all going down on my birthday, the only good thing about that day was that I was required to stay home and rest.

I had the MRI done Wednesday morning. It showed that I have a break running left to right in my 3rd metatarsal. Check out the diagram.

Exhibit C: The Foot Diagram


Now. I have never broken anything. And this is slight versus a broken arm or leg or something.

But let me tell you. It still is uncomfortable and really gets in the way of business as usual.

No FitBit challenges. Difficulty driving. Walking funny and dorking up my hip(s) alignment.

And let’s not even talk about how long it takes me to shower or how I have to do yoga in the shower trying to keep my leg dry just to get clean.

It has only been a week and I am done.

Yesterday at work I was having a smoke. Taking a break for a sec. Thinking about how much this sucked and how badly I wanted to be back to normal.

I saw a couple walking into a restaurant.

The man had one of his legs amputated above the knee and was walking with hand crutches.

In that moment in time I told God – I am good. I’ll take me bummed foot and work with it!

So no more complaining for me.

Currently I am inconvenienced.

But this is not permanent.

And for that I am TRULY grateful.

Oahu Hawaii Here We Come!!

Ok. First things first.

I miss the hour I (read everyone, but I am self-centered in this department) lost when we sprang forward.

So totally down with the fall back version.

It is now 10am on Sunday.


I need more down time! hahaha

Second things second.

Yesterday I was to run/walk the Rock ‘n Roll half marathon in DC.

Originally it was the marathon to celebrate the end of being 44 and ushering in being 45.

Then I scaled back to a half because I wasn’t honestly training to complete another marathon.

Yes I said another because I have at least completed one marathon in my life time and like to insinuate woo hoo me.

But marathons are no joke.

The training and hours it takes to pull one off plus the marathon itself, yikes.

Now I didn’t bag the half yesterday because I couldn’t physically do it.

Nope. I have been Fitbit racing a 23 year old quite healthy and active young man for the last month.

Although mama lost each time, mama got as close as she could and pushed herself right well.

No. I didn’t do the half because, OMG, what a pain in the butt (read ass) it would have been to get my package and get to the race.

I knew from the start – don’t do this – I don’t like big races in DC because it is too much trouble to get there.

Note to self – listen to that voice that says, um no, pick something else.

I even had a beautiful and kind friend willing to mill around DC for up to 4 hours just to accompany me into DC and get me to the race.

Small problem.

They wouldn’t mail the race items to me.

“Open House” to pick up the race items was Thursday and Friday in DC.

For me, it was a 40 minute trek ONE WAY to leave work to pick up my race stuff and then another 40 minutes to get back to work, um, during tax season.

Not counting how much time it would take to grab my stuff, nor if there was traffic either to or from.

Screw that.

Instead. To usher in my 45th year on this planet, same said beautiful and kind friend and I hiked a pretty tough trail at Great Falls (at least 4 miles)!

We then enjoyed a pretty yummy Mexican lunch and got a mani and pedi.

Plus I got an eyebrow waxed.


Icing on the cake?

I am headed to Oahu, Hawaii this Christmas with my sister and her family.

Mama is finally gonna get to surf with her niece!!

I have waited 13 years for this event!

Hello love, I have been waiting for you!

So happy and so cool with missing my half now.

45 and surfing in Hawaii baby, SO DAMN COOL!

Happy March People!



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