Some of you readers (all 5 of you) may remember a post last summer about a squirrel I saw giving birth. Well, I had to include an update about what I heard on the radio today.
Apparently, 3 baby squirrels were found who had been abandoned, or had fallen out of the nest or something, and someone had the brilliant idea - get this - to give the squirrels to a Poodle named Pixie to nurse back to health! She had just had her own puppies, and was still nursing them, so they just did a bait and switch on the poodle. And I guess they got raised by this dog for like a month and now they're ready to be released back into the wild.
WHA?!?!?!
Is that not the craziest thing you've ever heard? I had so many questions: first of all - what about those sharp squirrel teeth? ouch! Maybe they don't grow in for a while. Second - who the hell came up with this idea? Third - is this going to totally mess with the squirrels sense of what's what in the wild? Or mess with Pixie's?
It's certainly messing with mine.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Pumping Iron (metaphorically of course!)
I went to the gym after work today. I wanted to "go to the gym" in the sense that I wanted to be able to say on Tuesday that I had gone, but I didn't actually want to DO anything. But, my wise friend Shaina once told me a great trick - that you just tell yourself that you'll go for 15 minutes. So there's no pressure, no mandatory outcome; you just go to the gym and be there for 15 minutes - the idea being that once you're on the treadmill for 15 minutes you'll think "Well, I'm already here so why not do 15 more?" etc. My sister thought that idea was "bullshit", and had the opinion that "If I'm only going there for 15 minutes, what's the freakin' point?" Which makes sense, but I think she was being a little literal. Sorry Em.
So I decided to be really easy on myself, and not have any expectations but just do whatever I could do and leave it at that. I think I literally lapped the gym 3 full times (yes, Perky on the treadmill, I've already walked past you twice - get over it!) until I landed on something I actually wanted to do. It's one of my exercises from physical therapy that I do with a big rubber band in the hallway. Not in some actually workout space but in this hallway. I think I like to do these because everyone looks at me like I'm a weirdo, although all I'm actually doing is side-stepping down a hall with a big rubber band. Oh, and sweating profusely of course.
People often just freeze when they see me. Like they don't know which way to go around me, and so they just freeze like I'm some out-of-control piece of equipment that might hit them if they get too close to it. Granted I'm a little uncoordinated but I'm moving about 4 inches per step. It's like the slow-motion steam roller standoff in Austin Powers. So anyways, that put me in a good mood, so I did my hamstring curls with the big ball. Then I did some abs on the big ball but that's hard to do without flashing your crotch to the whole gym is it not? So anyway, I just did one little exercise after the other, and next thing you know, I'd done all of them! (Well - except for the one-legged toe touches because I have terrible balance and look like an absolute GIMP doing those and so never do in public. Unless I'm waiting for a bus but that's because it looks like I'm falling into traffic and drivers get nervous. Ha!)
Moral of the story - the 15 minute thing really does work. Second Moral of the story - A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
So I decided to be really easy on myself, and not have any expectations but just do whatever I could do and leave it at that. I think I literally lapped the gym 3 full times (yes, Perky on the treadmill, I've already walked past you twice - get over it!) until I landed on something I actually wanted to do. It's one of my exercises from physical therapy that I do with a big rubber band in the hallway. Not in some actually workout space but in this hallway. I think I like to do these because everyone looks at me like I'm a weirdo, although all I'm actually doing is side-stepping down a hall with a big rubber band. Oh, and sweating profusely of course.
People often just freeze when they see me. Like they don't know which way to go around me, and so they just freeze like I'm some out-of-control piece of equipment that might hit them if they get too close to it. Granted I'm a little uncoordinated but I'm moving about 4 inches per step. It's like the slow-motion steam roller standoff in Austin Powers. So anyways, that put me in a good mood, so I did my hamstring curls with the big ball. Then I did some abs on the big ball but that's hard to do without flashing your crotch to the whole gym is it not? So anyway, I just did one little exercise after the other, and next thing you know, I'd done all of them! (Well - except for the one-legged toe touches because I have terrible balance and look like an absolute GIMP doing those and so never do in public. Unless I'm waiting for a bus but that's because it looks like I'm falling into traffic and drivers get nervous. Ha!)
Moral of the story - the 15 minute thing really does work. Second Moral of the story - A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
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