I am focused on turning my promise of, “2015 the year of the teeth,” into a reality. The clock is counting down but I am on a mission, with dental appointments as far as the eye can see. Next week, my sister is flying in from LA to be on hand for the extraction of my final wisdom teeth.
This week I got my first root canal. I know myself well enough to know that I am a big talker (maybe not as well known, but I also consider myself a good listener!) At the root canal office, I had a lot of questions for the doctor and her assistant. And I was nervous. I could feel their energy totally improve when they finally jammed all the equipment into my mouth, preventing any more squawking.
I am pushing myself to complete one big exercise a week. This past weekend I went for a 20 mile round trip bike ride to Superdawg for a hotdog. On the 10 mile ride out, I was shaky from lack of conditioning and food. I was starved by the time I reached Superdawg and had to get 2 hotdogs. On the 10 mile return trip, my sodium levels spiked dramatically, and I momentarily turned into a hotdog myself.