Hi friends,
Had my AN removed in 2004, and before last week, no one had ever complimented me on my balance. Having not thought about my balance for many years, unless I was in danger of falling over for some odd reason or another, the compliment caught me by suprise .... pleasantly surprised.
Background .... my better half and I traveled to VT & NH last week to escape the mid-Atlantic heat, but it followed us north .... oh well, whatever. And she made sure that major events included having more than one good lobster dinner .... which we did! Yum!
Whoops, sorry .... back to balance. Because of TSA's ever-present need to make sure no pidgeon-toed people enter their security devices, they make us remove our shoes, hiking boots or flip-flops. I'm sure at least a few of you have faced this too. And, after showing the sweet, smiling TSA lady the paper remaining in my pockets, she let me go. So I hightailed it to my stuff in those beautiful bins, trying to make sure no one stole my belt, coins or stinky shoes, before the bins got too close to the end of the rollers.
So, then I was faced with that ever-present dilemma of how and where to hide my dirty socks, laden with all those germs that I just collected due to TSA's security policy! Should I search for a comfortable seat, or stand on one foot and risk hopping around like a one-legged Canada goose that's been wounded by a severely-sliced golf ball .... which I have witnessed.
Well, I chose the latter .... hoping that I would not waste precious time hopping all over the place (remember you childhood pogo stick?). And I actually did pretty good .... foot up, shoe on, tied .... then same for the other. So then better half said, "Nice balance!" That was so nice to hear.
So ...... I truly hope that your balance improves to the point that someone close says something similar to you. Or .... just tell yourself .... nice balance!
Keep smiling,
Greg
