I power walked into the dentist’s office this morning, knowing deep down inside that I didnt want to be anywhere near a dentist chair. My wisdom tooth has been killing me for days and I just knew what they were going to tell me after they took their piddly little x-rays.
But I powered up my inner tough chic and did as I was told so that they could take all of the x-rays they needed.
And when they told me that all four wisdom teeth needed to be pulled…I cringed but forced myself to smile and say…”Thank you, Lord for Health Insurance. Just let me know what I need to do and the soonest you guys can get it done.”
When I walked out of the office, I felt better. Not only was I surprised that my co-pay was only $5.00, but I felt like I could handle the surgery and take on just about anything.
The past few months have been kind of … weird. I’ve been stressing on things that I just can’t control. But sometimes you have to suck it up…power up your inner tough chic, keep praying, and keep moving. Everything that’s meant to be…will just be.
I’m taking my tough chic to the gym this afternoon. Ha! Let’s see how she does on the treadmill for 1.5 hours. I’ve increased my running on the treadmill to 1 hour followed by another hour on the elliptical for about 2 weeks now…and I don’t want the body to become complacent. I’ll add in some cycle classes. I love those… and miss them all at the same time.
Alright, let me try to get some work done…I’m a day behind…and going to the gym is already going to slow me down by 2 hours.