Tuesday, April 2, 2019

March Numbers, Ortho, & Hopeful Events


Talk about a Month that actually flew by, March blew past me at super sonic speeds. For a 31 day month, surfed a full spectrum of emotions, I welcome April with open arms. I am looking forward to some righteous single track lined with colorful blooming desert flowers, that painful neck ache from starring at the twinkling stars above, and skinny dipping in the clear cold mountain run off. Love Those Slime Covered River Rocks


Ortho:
Ortho-Bionomy works wonders, despite me. HA 
I snipped a couple of cuttings off my mother plant for a friend of mine that just purchased a newer home. Just happened to be a Cholla Jumping Cactus. 

Sure as all get out, they did the old bush the leg against, knee jerk reaction is that inevitable yank trick. A happy barbed end remained just below the surface.  

Causally, I intertwined my arm with theirs for support and offered comfort without speaking of concerns. Our bodies have spirals, auras, and vibrational qualities that offer healing components. All I do is exaggerate those energy fields. With our arms comfortable, I spun a spiral, that yellow barb became pickable with tweezers. Sh*t you not and they were my witness. They Understood With Optimism


An elderly client returned with a wonderful story to share with me. Their poor arthritic knuckles really stiffened up this past winter. Wish I had video taped her face while they shared their experience.

They enjoy puttering around their front yard and pruning their "delightful rose gardens" but last year their hands just weren't strong enough for that chore. Could you imagine, not being able to immerse yourself in your favorite hobby???

After our session, with pruning shears in hand, they whittled away, PAIN FREE. Talk about a face that lit up right before my very eyes. Moments Like That...


Back when I was midway through Massage school, a dear friend, very respected member of this Valley, developed The Big C, passed away within the calendars year. Will never forget that phone call that I am about to share with you. They called me to ask if I would sub their show. I was living, working, and going to school in Crested Butte at that time. The more we updated each other, the bomb was dropped.

After graduation, we worked together weekly. During this time together, ups and downs, I made the conscious decision that I would NEVER charge a terminal client OR THEIR family members. I am approaching ten years of this explicable choice. Simply Giving Back

I recently entered the home of a wonderful old friend that is living in fear after being diagnosed with Stage 4 Liver Cancer. So frail, translucent skin, and sunken eyes. I fought off my own issues and projected the best of spirits and got to work. Shortly into our session, dawned on me, they needed to speak. This leaves an indelible impression on my mind.

Over the course of about 30 minutes, incredibly touching, they shared their regrets, their precious past, friends of and from the past, pets, they spoke as if they were grieving their own death. I Am So Fortunate


Cycling:
It wasn't necessarily the time on the bike this month, more the time of moving through situations. Visualizing projects from certain angles before wasting time swimming against them. And that Might Colorado River has quickly become Wonka's Chocolate River.


The rookies are out as well. I don't mind and I embrace standard protocol when approaching these novice wonders of this meandering society. Friendly hello, passing on your left with plenty of room, and what happy dogs are my usual expressions when addressing fellow trail users.

I am reminded of this when I see a friendly local passing by. Its a reboot of sorts, perspective, chance to talk weather, exchange pleasantries and on we go. I Appreciate Those Coincidences


Have been focusing on my ROM with regards to my ankle and foot articulations and whats producing power, whats burn out, and whats efficient of that abrupt situation. Where is my awareness when my hips are fully rotating, where are my elbows in relations to my wrist, and whats my ergonomics in general.

However, daydreaming is my normal demeanor while the wheels go round and round. Giggling in my own head, observing beautiful birds of pray in flight, and enjoying the random cloud formations that rule our Western Colorado horizon or the forever bluebird sky lines. Ether Way, I Am On My Bike



Radio Show:
I will be hosting the Magic Carpet Ride on the 11th of April at 6:30pm. I really enjoy this particular time slot and looking forward to creating an enjoyable show for all walks of life. I have a few weeks for melting together a program. Any Requests??


March Numbers:
Run - 35.1 ( 107mi for the year )
Bike - 611 ( 1,565.8 mi for the year )
Hours - 46
Activities - 47
PR's - 15
Traveling - 12 Days on the Road






Goals:

  1. Live In My Own Skin
  2. Touch Base With My Friends
  3. Remind Myself That Happiness Is A Choice
  4. Collect Some March Madness $$$$$$$
  5. Dial Up Some Miles
  6. A Tribute Ride in Honor of Steve Tilford RIP Article HERE


Thank YOU Triple J, Still Makes Me Laugh  







































Thanx A Million For Popping In, Following Along, Making The World A Better Place, And Continue To Seek The Best Possible Outcome

Cheers 

18 comments:

  1. I should try to be more serious, and I have read what you have written, but I can't get past the image of the somewhat 'shrunken' you skinny dipping in icy water.

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  2. Western Colorado horizon view looks exciting... great shot

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  3. A friend told me a story once about an encounter she had with a Cholla Jumping Cactus. It was terrifying!

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    1. My friends story is that he drove drown to AZ. He let his dog out of the car and said hi to his friends in the drive way. His dog's tail pick up a bunch of Cholla and the dog smacked my friends leg with pure happiness. Its a much funnier story when he tells it but you get the idea. Rough opening act.

      Cheers

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  4. Loved that precious bit about how your clients left happy to pursue their hobby of gardening!

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    1. Nothing like giving back to the elders - Thanx For Checking In

      Cheers

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  5. Happiness is about choice. Thank you for the reminder! I've heard about jumping cactus, sounds horrible.

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    1. You Are Welcome Beth. Big Hugs For You, Dave, And Puppy Jax!! Cactus are beautiful when blooming but a little tough on the old skin.

      Cheers

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  6. OMG! I had no idea what a Cholla cactus was so Googled and watched a video, oh wow that thing is mega vicious 😱 Loved the story of the couple who happily went off to prune their roses after a session with you, and the not charging terminally ill patients.. lots of super good karma coming your way Padre. So still have a few days to send in a request for the 11th April show, hmmmm will think about that one 😊 The cartoon made me smile also. Take care ✨

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    1. That Dog In The Cartoon Still Cracks Me Up!! HA

      Big Hugs Perth

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  7. Hi Padre,
    Even I did not know about Cholla cactus. I saw a youtube video -it sure looks dangerous to me. I loved the flow in your writing. You are doing a great service to society by not charging terminally ill patients. I liked how you have jotted down your goals with so much clarity! The 3rd one - 'remind myself that happiness is a choice' comes as a great reminder to me. Thanks.
    The cartoon in the end is very thought provoking - Animals are better at being happy than humans!
    Thanks for dropping by! keep writing and doing good 🙂

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    1. Many Thanx For Stopping By And Dropping A Comment. Yes, Animals Are The Best.

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  8. So many sweet thoughts here. The one that struck me the most was the joy in running into a local on the trails. We sometimes chat for 30 min, catching up on each others' lives. I love that.

    Love the cartoon. Grinning ear to ear. Now my trio of pups needs a hike. I wish that I were in GJ to avoid our very deep slushy snow... but we are heading out to the desert soon! Cannot wait!

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    1. I do as well enjoy running into locals and/or old friends. There is something rejuvenating about it. I cracked up again when I saw that cartoon.

      As for the slushy snow, for a pup, nothing feels better than snow between the pads. The valley floor is on the cusp of blooming, like any day now.

      Thanx again for the kind words as always,
      Cheers

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  9. I've had a blue heeler, so I know the feeling. I threw balls to that dog (with a throwing stick) hundreds of times a week until she went blind at age 13, and I have two bad shoulders as a result.

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    1. Oh Boy, Sadie-Girl Was A Blue Heeler Mix And Damn She Loved Playing With Her Rope Toy. I Would Make A Slow Motion Towards The Direction That I Was About To Throw It And Then Her And I Were On The Same Page.

      Let Those Games Live On In Memory,
      Cheers

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