• blog post,  life stuff

    My take on Mother’s Day

    Mother’s Day is around the corner, and if you have school-going kids, chances are that you – like me – would have been invited to some kind of school celebration at some point this week. Of course, this is also the perfect time for self-proclaimed intellectuals to lace their ink with acid and tell everyone who cares to listen why days like Mother’s and Father’s Day no longer have a place in modern society. I have read most of these columns and while I think they’re just taking themselves waaaaaaayyyyyyyyy too seriously, I must admit that I agree with some of their points to a certain extent. Commercialism and keeping…

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    Surviving Peroneal Tendon Surgery: Crutch Fitness? WTF?

    I learned something new today: Last week this time I had the kind of super fitness required to participate in the Freedom Swim.  Less than a week later I found myself hobbling from the parking lot to my orthopedic surgeon’s office, reaching my max heart rate before I even got to the lift, sweating like a piiiiiiiiiiiig and bright red in the face. “Are you OK?” the receptionist asked when I stumbled through the door, while Da Husband performed fancy footwork to make sure I didn’t fall over. “Fuck NO!”, I heaved as I fell into the first chair I saw. I have a serious lack of crutch fitness.  And…

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    Surviving Peroneal Tendon Surgery: Day 4

    It’s day 4.  Thursday.  Three days after my surgery.  And I thought I’d give you an update on what was actually done, an idea of what the surgery (may have) looked like and how I’m working at getting better. What Was Done? Peroneal Tendon Repair:  Repairing the tears in my peroneal tendon (the MRI showed a few) Fibular groove deepening osteotomy:  The bottom end of the bone was flat instead of concave and he had to create a deeper groove for the tendons to sit in place.  According to Google it involves drilling into the bone, depressing the center (breaking it) and in that way deepen the groove to make…

  • blog post,  injury,  life stuff

    Surviving Surgery

    FINALLY – I feel human again! After 24 hours in hospital and one afternoon at home, sleeping off all the drugs that were still my system, I woke up this morning with a clear mind and ready for action.  Sadly, a very painful foot has cancelled out the “action” part of my plans, but it’s great to feel like myself again. Monday: I was originally scheduled to be second on the operating list for Monday, but then I heard that I had been moved to the top.  Which meant that I had to get to the hospital early-ish to settle in. After all the compulsory checking in and weighing in…

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    We have a celebrity in our midst!

    PREFACE A few years ago, a few colleagues had a girly chat about annual medicals when one mentioned that she hadn’t gone for a gynae check-up in ages because she didn’t know anyone good in Cape Town.  I was pregnant at the time and suggested that she made an appointment with the doctor I was seeing, adding that he was really good and wouldn’t make her feel all freaked out about exposing her lady lumps to a stranger. A few days later I asked her how it was and she said that she walked in, saw him, cancelled her appointment right there and walked out. When I asked why she…

  • blog post,  healthy living,  life stuff

    Can I Have A Slab Of Chocolate With That?

    As I walked towards our complex gate late yesterday afternoon to grab a lift with Da Husband to a joint appointment, one of the gardeners called out, “are you getting FAT?” I stopped dead in my tracks.  Did I just hear right?  Then he started walking towards me and said genially, “yeah, I thought so… you’ve gained weight.” Shocked, I muttered, “gee thanks” and opened the gate to make my escape but he would have none of that.  “Why are you saying thanks? It’s true. You are getting fat.” “Well, that’s no way to speak to a lady,” I managed to blurt out before stomping off and climbing into Da…

  • blog post,  injury,  life stuff

    My Left Foot

    It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good…

  • blog post,  life stuff,  training & racing

    Instant gratification: the greatest myth of them all

    We live in an age of instant gratification.  Quick fixes. Where popping a pill can adjust our mood as needed. Where  we can lose 5kg a week by simply taking a few drops of some herbal-all-natural-approved-by-scientists-may-give-you-kidney-failure-but-you-don’t-care concoction. Where our bosses expect an answer to a work BBM at 2 in the morning. Where, in the current Romney-Obama debate, one candidate proposes a long-term and more sustainable solution, while the other plays to the American’s expectation of an insta-fix. Where children are quickly given the ADD label and medicated so that teachers can cope in the classroom (this is a massive generalization but something I have personally experienced with my own…

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    Ode To Da Husband

    Last year, on one arb morning, I woke up to breakfast and Da Husband giving me an awesome new handbag and my favourite biscuits. Appreciative, but not used to gifting of this kind on a random day towards the end of the year, I asked him what the occasion was (OR… what he may have been atoning for). “Happy wedding anniversary, babes,” he replied. Oh shit! Rewiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind… Da Husband and I met in 1999, on a semi-blind date, the day after my birthday.  I don’t know what our mutual friends were thinking when they set us up, because I was a non-conformist-feminist-workaholic-creative hipster (see? even then I was ahead of…

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    At the end of a rather shitty day…

    … the last thing I want to do is Today has topped the list of all-time crappy days, nicely rounding off a fairly shitty week.  In fact, right now I want to punch somebody. And, to be honest, instead of going out to run and swim tonight, I’d much rather curl up on the couch, watch a movie and do this: Please follow and like us: