Fancy Dancy & February Numbers

 I Asked The Zebra     Are You BLK With White Stripes      Or White With BLK Stripes    And The Zebra Asked Me        Are You Good With Bad Habits     Or Are You Bad With Good Habits      Are You Nosiy With Quiet Times       Or Are You Happy With Some Sad Days        Or Are You Sad With Some Happy Days     Are You Neat With Some Sloppy Ways      Or Are You Sloppy With Neat Ways     And On And On And On And On We Went      I'll Never Ask Zebra     About Stripes.    Again 

Shel Silverstein 

WINTER CLEANING:

After vacuuming the whole house from top to bottom, began throwing out unused items, recycling all kinds of treasures, I am shedding my skin of old engrams like a snake slithering through the woodpile. 

One of the old VANS shoe boxes that I came across safely guarded an original 2GB KAFM Thumb Drive under those miscellaneous letters, postcards, ticket stubs, etc. 

I hesitated for just a second before plugging it into the old Mac. Not that there was anything to worry about but you know that feeling when diving into the unknown forgotten past.

Much to my surprise, only the best photos ever were still lingering around on this drive. All Boy Dog Photos and I can remember snapping each one of these. 100 Pounds Of Pure Love 

And so damn charismatic as well. He never had a bad day, even during those last few days. He didn't care so much when I pulled my duffle bag from under the bed because that was the bat signal for my departure. But The Boy Dog ALWAYS rewarded me with a constant reassuring reunion upon my return. So Phuc-N Miss That

VALENTINES DAY:

I had the best dang day because there were zero expectations and I didn't disappoint anyone with their selfish needs. Nobody around to point out my short comings or asking me why I keep them at arms length.

But truthfully, I was pretty lonely overall. That is just me. I personally desire compassion and holding hands with that someone that wants to be with me. When I am with a partner, everyday is worthy of leaving treats with a posit note, stashing a love letter in their sock drawer, or slipping a simple drawing under their windscreen blade. Those are the memories I choose to cherish.

One of these days, hopefully sooner that later, my time will be shared rubbing a lovers feet while giggling like school children late at night when we are supposed to be sound asleep. Closing my eyes with my lips softly pressed against the back of this wonderfully enchanted lovers edible neck. Drifting Away Soundly   

ORTHO:

Treating Silver Sneakers again and specializing in C19 vaccines relief therapies.  My theory is this, moving your own interstitial fluids before receiving the injection reduces soreness, redness, and / or other minor side effects. Apparently, the second round of puppy shots have been rather rough on folks. Three of my Silver Sneakers joyfully claimed no issues like their friends have spoke of. So they have been referring me like crazy. Right On Happy Lymph Nodes 

Had a first time experience and super pleased with the outcome. My first ever blind client came into the office with their assistant and clearly a stiff neck was on the docket. They walk with their left hand on the right shoulder of their assistant. NOT GUIDE as she is NOT A GUIDE DOG. Before I addressed anything, she told me that she IS THE Assistant. OK Cool 

The blind client asked if they could lay face up. " How about we begin with you in that supine position." I offered. "For us, that works better." I followed up with. You could literally witness them dropping into a parasympathetic state with my higher vibrational language statement and allowing them to keep their power was a game changer. Apparently they had a rough session in the past with a massage therapist that did not meet their model of the world. Bummer 

This poor client was a mess from C7 up. Or in medical terms, congestion distal of C7. So I began working with ribs 3 , 2, and 1, Released all 8 shoulder points in both shoulders, and then for good measure, released both major and minor psoas muscles. I have touched on this before that I never begin a session with working the problem because clients are way to in their own head to release and allow. Its just how we are wired. Example; head to the doctors for a "hurt" ankle and you just know the Dr is going to position that ankle into a painful rotation and ask if this hurts and you become totally on guard. Right??

So as I began to move through the Cervical Spine of the neck, my soft focus was on the reaction of the assistant from the spoken descriptive words of the client. " My thoracic cavity is unhinging " and " My neck is rotating in relationship to my clavicle " and " My humors feels medially rotated from my body " The assistants eyes were wide open like a little school girls offered candy for the first time. She clearly never spoke an interminable running anatomy dialog with this client and later on there will be a story from that observation. 

You see, this is another paradigm why I throughly love body work and living the practitioner lifestyle. I basically stimulate the proprioceptors in the body and their body heals from within. What was fascinating for me was how in tune this blind client is with their own self awareness. DUH !!! They allowed the work to happen and their mind never questioned or became a hindrance. Little kids also possess this ability. So after this session, they stood up, first words were," Are my shoulders level?" Their assistant replies with," Why yes there are. You are standing taller as well. How is that possible?" As to the title of this blog of mine, WHAT ELSE IS POSSIBLE 

The next night my phone rings with a 3## area code and my fingers were crossed that it was triple j but no. It was the assistant. She goes on to explain that this client acted radically different with me and in her words " Never have I seen them so F***ing clam around anyone before." She tells me that if she had not known any better, we had worked together for years. What was also amazing for me was how this lady was such a stick in the mud and her projection was high and all mighty. Now, it is this soft spoken inquisitively respectful human. She booked two sessions for the first couple weekends in March. YES

HAPPY ONE YEAR:

Tim and Amanda were celebrating their one year anniversary February 22nd. HERE is that post from their wedding weekend and my Sunny San Diego Vacation. The first photo is from flying high above Las Vegas at night. Oh, I So Want To Travel Overseas 

And it's been so refreshing talking with them as they have made such positive strides over this past year. Every time we chat, they have something new and inspiring on the horizons. They purchased a new mountain home, tackling home improvement projects, or simply walking together after dinner. Pretty Damn Cool

FULL MOON:

What a full moon it was and snowshoeing was a blast. Yes, little windy when exposed to the elements. The Dude brought his two dogs and they ran as if they had never been walked. Pure Solidarity 

We are still in bad shape snow pack wise but a few fresh inches fell prior to our adventure. Which was rather nice as each step was not as icy packed steps that sort of "hurt" the balls of me feet. In the trees, no breeze and a peacefully quietly experience. Up and down and off trail we tromped around like kids with happy dogs bounding around us throughout our saunter. How about that hobbit looking house with fresh snow covering the chimney??

RADIO SHOW:

And what do you know, back on air for this first time in well over six months. I am choosing to pass on airing dirty laundry at this time but let's just say that I purposely asked for a Saturday time slot. So I am hosting Blonde Roots this Saturday at 3pm Mountain Time Zone. You folks in the UK, 10pm. That would be 6am Sunday morning in Perth Australia. A perfect 5pm on the east coast.

Yes, that is my right hand after pulling old bearings from an elliptical machine. My poor baby soft massage hands tear fairly easy these days. Anyway, I am way excited about hosting Blonde Roots and I have about half of my playlist sorted out so far. Obviously, Loads Of Cover Tunes!! Little gems like Pink Floyd piano instrumentals, a few from Pomplamoose Music Group, and the delightfully seductive tunes by Morgan James. Blonde Roots will be a real hoot for three full hours this Saturday the 6th of March at 3pm. Click here to listen live and hopefully the live web cam. Not sure if the web cam is still in operation these days. 

CYCLING NUMBERS:

There were a few icy days and that is my sassy way of saying that I was pretty lazy. Should have accomplished more but it really is what it is. And let us be honest here, haven't dug deep in many many moons. Simply riding to enjoy the views, observing the flow of the scary low Colorado River, and clearing my busy mind.

This photo above represents the last week of February. Will navigate Strava at some point to "find" the milage between running and cycling and snowshoeing and hiking. Until then, here are my loose ended numbers. Thanx For Checking In 

Run - Not Sure There Strava 

Ride - Unable To Access That Page Anymore

Hours - 38 

PR's - Goose Egg

Days Off The Bike - 6

Activities - 33

Total Feb Miles - 593 / 964km

WHY ONLY ONE POST:

What a rough few weeks. What a disastrous ending to the month of Feb. Had a big scare that didn't make me all that happy. One of my roommates turned up COVID Positive. Completely bummed me out and from there on out its been awful. Wont bore you all with the details but life was been challenging to say the least. Thinking back, I most likely didn't handle it all that well or adult like. What my significant problematic issue was that I had just spoke of how relaxed some vaccinated folks are responding to current situations. Example; three of us had a mask on, one did not. That mask less person says," Well you two have the vaccines so I'm good." That still bothers me as many of you can relate. But when I mentioned this encounter, I was not heard and borderline disrespected. Now, they are positive and full of BullSh*T justifications. Impossible to talk to and even now, look at. 

So I am now camped out at The Dudes for the unforeseen future. Not sure what my future holds or what direction to roll towards. Just thankful that I am healthy and have a roof over my head. Once again, find myself at the crossroads. Its so Phuc-N true, nice guys finish last. Being labeled as hypersensitive and I find myself once again shaking my head. I scheduled another test for this Saturday morning, after the food pick ups, before the radio show. Phuc Me 

GOALS:

1. Smiling 
2. Calling Friends To Check In Again
3. Finish Taxes 
4. New Rear Tire For The GT
5. Hydrate Like A Mad Man
6. Not Allow The Oldies To Frustrate The Living Sh*T Out Of Me 
7. Lift With Lighter Weights For More Reps
8. Speak With Clarity And Decisiveness 
9. Cold Calls Hustling Lawn Care Jobs
10. Researching Bike Routes From GJ to Moab,UT 




I leave you with a one minute Time Lapse that was shot with an old GoPro3 Silver 

Stay Strong During This Month,

CHEERS