It's coming in faster
More and more I can see
Should I cover it up
Or leave my hair be?
(OK, I know - not my best.)
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
F is for Fuzzy
My eyesight and my brain
both leave me feeling vexed
It's sad to not remember
what I planned on doing next.
both leave me feeling vexed
It's sad to not remember
what I planned on doing next.
E is for Energy
I'm thinking I had pep,
sometime back when.
Now I'm wiped out and in bed
10 minutes past 10.
sometime back when.
Now I'm wiped out and in bed
10 minutes past 10.
D is for Doctors
Which ones are good
and which ones are slugs?
We swap their names
like tips on good drugs.
and which ones are slugs?
We swap their names
like tips on good drugs.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
C is for Crabby
Whether hormones or aging,
My patience is short.
It seems I've become the cranky old sort.
My patience is short.
It seems I've become the cranky old sort.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
A is for Aches - ABCs for the Aging
Stayed tuned (or follow me on Twitter) for ABCs for the Aging - An Alphabet for Boomers.
A is for Aches
They're everywhere now;
so many - who knew?
Our bodies are failing;
our memories are too.
A is for Aches
They're everywhere now;
so many - who knew?
Our bodies are failing;
our memories are too.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
How the Health Care Debate Became a Debacle - An Org Change Management Cautionary Tale
If the Obama Administration had used Organizational Change Management principles, the health care debate would look very different now. The lead strategists didn't anticipate the resistance. If they had started with Town Hall Meetings and an address to Congress, they could have started to develop awareness of the need for change and desire to change, the way a successful organizational management strategy would lay out. Has there ever been a better example of how not to handle change? What a mess. Once more, Democrats didn't plan well. We have squandered the chance to change this country in wonderful ways. Will we ever learn?
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Can Someone Explain the Appeal of Twitter to Me?
I joined and am following a couple folks, but I think I'm missing some essential understanding of Twitter. Can anyone explain this to me?
Saturday, April 11, 2009
If He Can Do It....
I decided I wanted to run. I've always wanted to be a runner, but had bad knees that I've finally outgrown. So I decided it was time. I was motivated by watching my neighbor die of congestive heart failure. He reached a point, not long before his death, where he could not walk across the room and breathe. My other motivation is seeing some absolutely enormous people walking the halls at work. Waddling is more like it. It is such a visual representation of all that is decadent and overindulgent and unhealthy about Americans lives. I never, ever want to look like that.
So about a year ago, I started moving towards being physically fit. I've never been athletic and never been in good shape. I know the fibromyalgia makes physical activity painful, but that's just how it is for me. I'm not going to let it stop me. The Steamboat Classic race in Peoria - the world's fastest four mile race - has a training program for beginning runners. I did it as a walker a few years ago and at the end was in better shape than I'd ever been in. This year I decided it was time to run it.
The first night of the training was Wednesday. Everyone walks a mile out from the Riverplex, then runs (or walks) back. Based on your time running the mile, you put yourself in groups according to speed. I've been walking and running on my own - walking a few minutes, jogging a few - so I hoped I could jog the whole mile, I didn't really think I'd be able to.
I jogged almost the whole mile! About three quarters of the way through I stopped jogging and walked - quickly - for two or three minutes, but then I started jogging again. On the one hand, I am pretty proud of myself. On the other, it's pretty pathetic that after jogging less than a mile I could hardly walk the next day.
And the best part? I get to the end, having run/walked a 14 minute mile. I get with the slowest group, which would be the 13 minute mile group - they don't even have one for my speed (if you can call it that). Of the four trainers working with the group, the one clearly in charge is an older man. As he's telling us how the program works, Sal, the guy who runs the program, comes up and says he wants to tell us two things about the older man. One is that he's available and the other is that...he's 78 years old.
Sal adds that if a 78-year-old can do it, so can we. Sal should know. When he did the training program many years ago he couldn't run a quarter of a mile. So there's hope for me yet. The trainers made a point to say that by June 20th, we'll be able to run 4 miles, though one of the non-runners said she wanted that in writing. I'll let you know how things progress.
So about a year ago, I started moving towards being physically fit. I've never been athletic and never been in good shape. I know the fibromyalgia makes physical activity painful, but that's just how it is for me. I'm not going to let it stop me. The Steamboat Classic race in Peoria - the world's fastest four mile race - has a training program for beginning runners. I did it as a walker a few years ago and at the end was in better shape than I'd ever been in. This year I decided it was time to run it.
The first night of the training was Wednesday. Everyone walks a mile out from the Riverplex, then runs (or walks) back. Based on your time running the mile, you put yourself in groups according to speed. I've been walking and running on my own - walking a few minutes, jogging a few - so I hoped I could jog the whole mile, I didn't really think I'd be able to.
I jogged almost the whole mile! About three quarters of the way through I stopped jogging and walked - quickly - for two or three minutes, but then I started jogging again. On the one hand, I am pretty proud of myself. On the other, it's pretty pathetic that after jogging less than a mile I could hardly walk the next day.
And the best part? I get to the end, having run/walked a 14 minute mile. I get with the slowest group, which would be the 13 minute mile group - they don't even have one for my speed (if you can call it that). Of the four trainers working with the group, the one clearly in charge is an older man. As he's telling us how the program works, Sal, the guy who runs the program, comes up and says he wants to tell us two things about the older man. One is that he's available and the other is that...he's 78 years old.
Sal adds that if a 78-year-old can do it, so can we. Sal should know. When he did the training program many years ago he couldn't run a quarter of a mile. So there's hope for me yet. The trainers made a point to say that by June 20th, we'll be able to run 4 miles, though one of the non-runners said she wanted that in writing. I'll let you know how things progress.
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