Sad face! Not because the chocolate has all been eaten. Because it hasn't. No, the sad face is because #1 son has to go back home to Melbourne today. And we won't get to see him until June. I miss him when he's away. And I miss his skill-set. It's kind of cool to have a live-in physiotherapist when you're an ageing runner.
Actually this was the first time I've actually used my powers of manipulation to get a consult out of him. I've been having a few little niggles and thinking that I should get them seen to but just hadn't gotten around to it.Then last week I realised that 20+ years of cooking, cleaning, washing and support, to say nothing of a 12 hour labour, might get me a little free advice.
He was very good about it. Even though he probably, internally sighed - it's never fun to have to work on your holidays. He poked and prodded and tested and then declared that my left hip was pitifully week. Yes, he used the word pitifully.
The test that deemed my left hip so pitiful was a simple one. I just had to lie on my left side with my lower leg on a foam roller (around mid-calf level). Then I had to lift my hips off the floor so I was in a side plank position from my shoulder to my calf. Then I raised my top leg a bout 8 inches and had to hold that position for 15 seconds. I think I managed only 8 before my hips started sagging. By 15 they were touching the floor. Pitiful!
So to correct my imbalance, and the cause of all the little niggles on my left side, I have to do that exercise 6 times twice a day with the aim of getting up to a 20 second hold. I'll be ecstatic when I finally get to 15!
The Easter weekend wasn't all about running though. We actually planned stuff this year. We often just lie around the house for the 4 days and I usually have to get a bit of work done. That's paid work - not housework.
Friday started with a long run with the squad and a mini-breakfast. Then it was off to a maxi-breakfast with my family. I'm really glad I'd done 23k to pre-pay that eat-fest.
|My Mum and sisters.|
Saturday was a drive to the mountains for a walk in the clean, fresh air. There were supposed to be showers all day but we managed to get our walk done between them. And the previous day's rain had made for a spectacular waterfall. Serena and I were the only ones to get leeches this time. It was a lovely way to spend the day (minus the leeches of course).
|Pretty pleased with his ability to attract birds.|
|Some of the O'Reilly's locals.|
|The Brains Trust trying to work out how to get us back to civilization.|
|A day at the beach always makes me feel like this too|
Such a pity that the weekend was over so soon.
What a lot of sisters you have! I would have loved to grow up in a family like that. Your mum looks delightful. I did very little over Easter and hope I haven't developed deep vein thrombosis from my inactive lifestyle :)ReplyDelete
I agree - I definitely wanted more weekend. Jealous of all your sisters: I have only one, but about a billion brothers.ReplyDelete
Tuesday Moring and I'm back sitting at the office...ReplyDelete
I coached a massage therapist for 6 months once and never got a massage out of her... she needs to move back to Cape Town!!!
What a lovely weekend! I'm a little jealous of your sisters as well as I have just the one brother and well.... he's a boy.ReplyDelete
Keep up those hip exercises!
Your Easter looks like it was so nice! Look at all of you girls! Love big families! If I were closer I'd have been lined up for some physio advice from your son. I'll be he'd have loved that. Ha!ReplyDelete
Wait? Kids are supposed to appreciate all we do for them for years on end? What a concept! I'm glad you had someone to call on for help--that beats a trip to the doc's office any day of the week. And the weak hip thing is just rampant among those of us in certain age groups! But you have the fix now so hopefully you will be rid of it.ReplyDelete
Hips seem like one of the hardest things to strengthen. I pride myself on having strong hips for running, but I think if they were that strong I wouldn't be dealing with the ongoing Bersitis. Hopefully they're not "pitiful", but maybe they are.ReplyDelete
Running 23K and walking in the clean air. You really had a great weekend. I did the same: running 12k (less than 23K) and walking through the countryside. I also visited an old Church in a village.ReplyDelete
What a colourful bird! Great picture!
I should try that test - I try to work on my hips a lot but you never know. Glad you played the mom card to get some advice - funny that he used the word pitifully.ReplyDelete
Looks like y'all had a super Easter weekend!!! So happy for you!
I didn't know you had so many sisters, must have been hard for your dad all these girls around him :)ReplyDelete
What a lovely weekend you had with your boys. My favorite pic is the walking one with the doggies in it.
With regards to your question, about the Easter cake, you can find the recipe of the Italian "Pastiera" (that's its name) here:ReplyDelete
That looks like a glorious break. Apart from the pitiously weak bodily parts. xReplyDelete