tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-155839522024-03-07T01:02:41.496-05:00DoctorMamaHome of the slow-running Maggot Brigade - now with PTSD for added value!DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.comBlogger224125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-91638107642293087262016-01-21T13:58:00.001-05:002016-01-21T13:58:59.005-05:00I'm Well, and You?[Insert obligatory apology / explanation / self-flagellation re: shocking length of time since last update here]
I write this in the middle of the day, in the middle of the week, sitting in a sunny café. In a while I will go to pick up HB from school, but for now my time is 100% my own, and that feels delicious.
I left my job some eight months ago, and it was one of the best decisions of my DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com40tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-26067682461459503142014-10-12T21:01:00.000-04:002014-10-12T21:01:11.955-04:00Out of the Woods, Into the ... ?
I love our lawyer. And not just because she got our money back (and got us out of the remaining $14k) but because she was therapeutic to talk to and wrote a kick-ass letter detailing everything that went down. (We had a cataract of emails proving everything, which helped.) They might have given us our money back without a lawyer, but her sending the letter to everyone concerned I hope DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-19093911460417069362014-09-14T15:56:00.000-04:002014-09-14T15:56:05.914-04:00Of Baiting and Switching, with Many FootnotesThank you for all of your support and advice, on and off-line. I kept planning on updating here but then something would change and it seemed premature to post. And maybe just too painful.
So, June and July … he was able to go to and enjoy camp once the psychiatrist wrote a note saying he couldn’t participate in swimming.1 He made great advances in discussing his feelings rather than just DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-5825001259824254052014-06-27T09:58:00.000-04:002014-06-27T09:58:19.358-04:00Nothing Is All Right
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Do you have a chubby tabby? Have you bought all the diet cat food in the world with no results?
I can help.
I’ve had a lot of requests to explain how I got my cats to lose weight. I’ve coaxed two lardos into the realm of the svelte.
The first subject: Moth. I went to the shelter and requested a “large
male cat,” and they said, “Oh we’ve got one of those!” I went home with
this:
DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-54458008770942569122014-01-01T15:33:00.000-05:002014-01-01T15:33:52.162-05:00Winged (Hipped?): A List
Haven’t posted not because things are terrible but because I
feel like I keep saying the same old things, and who wants to read or hear
that? Everyone likes lists, though, right?
10 Things That Happened In the Last 5 Months
I injured my hip and can’t run. CAN’T. RUN. You all
understand the terrible blow this is to me. I ignored my own advice
(unfortunately not an unusual occurrence) and ranDoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-37572271529067504502013-07-30T10:17:00.001-04:002013-07-30T10:17:43.206-04:00There's One Tiny Running Tip Near the End
Near the start of all this therapy crap, I tried to think of
something that gave me pure joy to do, and came up with: concerts. At a
good concert my forebrain shuts its judgemental trap and my hindbrain just does its animalistic
thing. I decided that to reward myself for doing therapy, whenever I had the
opportunity I would buy tickets to any band on my running mix.*
Well, there have turned DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-85928702454026566062013-05-23T11:29:00.000-04:002013-05-23T11:29:39.417-04:00Running Away Is Still Running
Yes, those tired jokes: The only time you'll see me running is if I'm being chased, etc.
Well you know what? It's okay if you're running because you're running away from something. In a metaphorical sense, at least.
Jennifer posted on the Facebook page:
I read some of your blogs & I'm gonna try for 2 months. I used to run..... It's what got me through my divorce. I loved it then but DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-12792375830566202982013-05-13T11:25:00.000-04:002013-05-13T11:25:32.476-04:00Newest Recruit: My Therapist Is a Maggot!I have recruited many surprising Maggots, but I think this is my biggest catch of all. I am drunk with power. Okay, maybe it had nothing to do with me, but let me think so.
Backing up: my therapist from time to time gives details about himself - very carefully, I'm sure; he does not say much that is not intended to further the therapeutic relationship. Some three months ago he mentioned that he DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-78023835571635715432013-04-11T10:49:00.000-04:002013-05-13T11:32:34.273-04:00How I Became A (Slow) Runner
I don’t believe I’ve ever told the story of where I originally got the
idea of starting to run by going slowly. In fact, it’s slightly
embarrassing. But since I’m learning to tell the truth, I will admit it now: I
got it from Jane Fonda.
This Jane Fonda:
As opposed to the Barbarella, Black Panther, Hanoi, Keffiyeh,
Ted Turner, or Christian Jane Fonda. (I just learned that her given name DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-18033651293913425892013-03-18T10:09:00.004-04:002013-03-18T10:09:51.430-04:00May I Have a Copy of the Agenda Please?
This sure is some freaky, tiring shit. Bad week overall.
Much crying (though I suppose that could be seen as an improvement as I had
been well-trained not to do so?) and
leaving of work.
It’s like a civil war inside me, and I don’t know who is
winning at any given moment, or even always which side I’m on. So much smoke
and fog and pain and I don’t know what I’m supposed to be doing and I justDoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-86839599301500030122013-03-12T20:17:00.000-04:002013-03-13T08:40:34.182-04:00If You're Feeling Anxious, I Probably Didn't Mean YouI am worried that I have set off a storm of self-recrimination among the mothers. Let me reassure:
When I say I "keep the house clean," I mean:
No one in the family has fleabites all over
I do not have to worry that my child will realize in the middle of the day that the cat pee smell is coming from his own shirt and spend the rest of the day trying not to sit near anyone
There may be dirty DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-47572229826182479892013-03-11T13:24:00.003-04:002013-03-11T13:24:56.726-04:00DetailsGetting a lot of testimonials on the video I mentioned in my last post. Check it out if you’re having running issues. One way I check myself as I run is to see if far-off objects are bouncing up and down, which means I am. A little bounce is inevitable unless you’re sprinting, but you shouldn’t be pogo-sticking.
I’m also getting a lot of women telling me that they have some of the DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-72976711357582994352013-03-01T11:06:00.002-05:002013-03-05T10:09:04.851-05:00Catching My Breath for a MinuteI finally found a video I like on improving your running form. I've gotten a lot of questions on barefoot running, and my opinion at the moment is that barefoot running probably forces people into better running form, but the actual barefoot state is not required. Some of us run the "right" way naturally, and running slowly is more likely to reinforce good habits, but take a look at this to checkDoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-56953963012067548842013-02-20T12:03:00.002-05:002013-03-05T10:07:46.368-05:00The What Goes Where?!Friday night was like a cosmic test. HB suddenly wanted to know exactly how a P can fit in a V (he had realized that although he knew where babies come FROM he did not know how they GOT there ... "how does the sperm …?" and he got tearful when I tried to put him off). I started worrying I was going to give him a complex about it being shameful so I tried to launch into it but my explanations (andDoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-58763834779738318072013-02-13T15:55:00.002-05:002013-03-05T10:08:47.981-05:00Like Trying to See the Back of My HeadIf you need to be shamed into running (slowly!), check out the Facebook Maggot Award someone just got. If you saw the pictures she sent me, you'd know - the girl is committed.
Aaaaannnnd another update. I have printed out your comments, highlighted parts (what? highlighting is ... necessary!), and been carrying them around to sneak a look at now and then.
I am constantly being surprised at the DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-32349410289384432102013-02-08T09:42:00.001-05:002013-03-05T10:09:20.466-05:00Grateful UpdateAnother non-running post - if you're looking for inspiration, head over to the Facebook page for a humbling/inspiring video.
Thanks for your comments to my last post. When I wake up in the middle of the night I furtively read them on my phone, and they help. Not sure what I was expecting - The End of The World As I Know It, I suppose - but I am buoyed by your kindness. Something like a thousand DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-57440933939057404582013-02-03T12:28:00.000-05:002013-03-05T10:06:53.078-05:00Will the Exchange Student Fix My Life? (Not a Running Post)If you're looking for running advice, poke around in the archives. Today I am giving a personal update.
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Running-only people gone?
Reporting on the sex thing I referred to a while ago.
I will come clean: I have never told anyone the extent of my problems with the above. I've hinted, said some things to some very close friends & my husband, but never the whole story. Let's just DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-60518262592762680002013-01-26T14:26:00.001-05:002013-03-05T10:07:16.040-05:00GoldilocksToo much pressure here and too little on Twitter; let's see if Facebook is just right.DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-88096448037140479062012-11-25T16:52:00.001-05:002012-11-25T16:52:13.983-05:00Music IIITo quiet the persistent nagging of one who shall remain nameless, my current running mix - slightly skimpier than usual at the moment because I had to rebuild my iTunes library:
Best for getting into rhythm: Ho Hey
Best to fire me up: Kill Your Heroes
Most likely to make me laugh (tie): Tusk and Sexy and I Know It
Most likely to make me sing along: Lonesome
Most likely to spur me intoDoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-50592359489192831032012-10-07T09:58:00.001-04:002012-10-07T09:58:54.415-04:00Some Help from the Maggot Gallery, Please!
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DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-26432018907190469972012-09-11T12:33:00.001-04:002012-09-11T12:40:30.180-04:00Advanced Maggotry IIAre you really ready for Advanced Maggotry? Take the following quiz:
Have you been running (nearly) every other day for at least six months?
Can you run for more than 30 minutes without stopping?
Do you always resist the temptation to run two days in a row?
If any of your answers are No, go back to Beginners.
If all of them are yes, you might be ready for the next step.
How To Get Faster
DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-86475533398626348462012-09-03T16:50:00.000-04:002012-09-03T16:50:22.439-04:00Running RutsIn a rut? Tired of running? Too bad! You have to do it anyway.
But there's ways to get you over the hump. Here are 10 ways I've overcome running ruts:
Hack a new trail: change up your running route. If you're running in the city, find a bit of country. If you're running in the country, find a town. If you're running by water, look for some hills. This is starting to sound like that creepy DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-6888589585670810202012-05-13T12:10:00.001-04:002013-03-05T10:08:09.053-05:00Patio
I love my patio so hard. Here’s the view from where I sit:
(Not pictured: the smell of the honeysuckle, the taste of the cappuccino, and the ant creeping up my leg.)
New things …
Our 17 year old cat, Moth, died. As pet deaths
go, it went as well as it possibly could. He stopped eating or drinking but
seemed comfortable; still purred when petted. I was
sitting by him when he breathed his DoctorMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15583952.post-71147626113475012112012-01-26T12:40:00.000-05:002012-09-03T16:50:54.072-04:00Just Get Off Your AssI’d have been a bit, um, stricter in tone and instructions, but this is very timely, given what I said in the comments yesterday.
How Sitting All Day Is Damaging Your Body
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