20260111 journal entry

 

I’m having real issues posting in Blogger, so I’ve altered my format a bit.

 

January 11, 2026 (day 351) 

Acts of Kindness recorded - 1400. Acts of kindness not recorded (endless). I go over and beyond with all Napa customers and coworkers to make a difference in their day 1000.

Push-ups (& weights to strengthen upper body) - 16840

Sit-ups and or equivalents - 18800

Rehab and fitness - Squats & step-ups started May 28th - 2900

Kilometers (over and above daily function) - 1858,

Meditation/ inversion table (min.) - 1300

Stretching/ rolling. Physio exercise (started Sept 7) (min.) - 3900.

Sparring/ grappling (min.) - 78, 

# of forms re-familiarized - 7.0

Form reps - 266, 

Form time (min.) - 742,

“Mastery” recite (min.) - 101

Blogs – 44

 

I wonder if this year was just such an odd year for me or if I was just more aware. I honestly don’t recall such long setbacks due to surgery and injuries and having to apply so many adaptive strategies. Last week I visited a massage therapist and a not fully licensed osteo-therapist. To be honest both visits I felt only slight improvement-lasting only a couple hours, making it tough to return to both of these therapists. I have grant them some grace as my muscles were a mess. I have learnt so much about my body and have developed so many well-rounded ways to work my muscles and most of all I feel my pain and can work the specifics on my own and put more time where I feel it’s needed. So, this last week was again another week of trying to read why my hip(s) were failing me and how I should proceed. I worked a six-day week last week with just Sunday off. This week I worked a five-day week with yesterday and today off. With two days off in a row and working at my hips with some inversion table time, mild hip stretches, hot and cold packs and trying to give them more rest I’m feeling more relief than I have since the January first occurrence.

At my job I’m on my feet all day (standing at the computer, fast walking and or running on concrete floors for my entire shift - an hour for lunch and no coffee breaks), with some old anti-fatigue mats at our standup computers. I think this relapse in my hips was generated from plainly just “too much”. I’m very anti drug but I have to admit that along with my mild rehab that I mentioned above, I also ingested 3 ibuprofens through that 2-week duration, just so I could sleep through the pain and throb in my hips.

I believe this new years wake up (literally) was my body saying you need to change things up this year. Being aware is one thing, but doing is another. I do so much….and feel I’m doing smarter…but I still might be doing too much of the wrong things. My first hip issue started at my first semi-retirement job. Why…? Looking back, I see the stupidity and jobs I tackle alone, the running on concrete surfaces with steel toed boots (all day). My second retirement job I don’t have to wear steel toed boots; so, I wear expensive well cushioned supportive running shoes, but I still perform stupid physical feats and literally stand/run on concrete 8-9 hours a day.

My hip misalignment, pain and throbbing may be the result of inflammation and pure overuse (and unintentional abuse). 

Hmmm…is this bordering the definition of insanity or just another learning curve!?

I’m seeing that as I age my bodies tolerance level for stupidity reveals itself in a few days with much more severe rehab time and requirements, as opposed to my younger self.

All of this leads to the importance to drop the ego, be even more aware, do what’s right for oneself, on top of, the importance to fuel your entire body (brain, muscles, organs) appropriately. This sort of personal responsibility will come to all of us in our own time, which is unfortunate (in my eyes). I’ve said many times, if I could only do it all over again. If my journaling only came to fruition with a few of the younger generation, I would feel I did well. Just to be able to pass on my failures and short comings, so that others could bypass the stage. I’m the prime example of a person who always worked stupidly hard in all I did and not the smartest with nutrition, fuel…not until it was to a point of pure survival and not ring proactive. It literally was not a thing, and now it’s my everything! Go figure.