Sunday, July 31, 2022

The Golf Gypsy--KICKS THE OLD WOMAN OUT

Letty and Hayden 2022 Celebration Golf 2022

In the heat of this summer, on a 100 degree day I found something I had lost a decade ago. I noticed it on the first hole at The Trails Golf Course when my drive nearly reached the creek. I couldn’t believe my eyes when we pulled up beside the ball and I had the longest, not the shortest drive of the threesome. Smiling inwardly my voice emitted a slight grunt of accomplishment. On hole #14 my body, usually tired, sweaty, and limp after thirteen holes of golf I realized that I hadn’t lost it. My swing felt young, my step felt light and springy. I hit my second shot onto the green pin high. Walking up to the green with putter in hand I felt younger but the temperature was climbing to 102 and the heat index blazing in RED. What exactly had I found? Where did this distance come from?

The sixteenth hole, a par three over water, over a winding drainage ditch, and between two bunkers filled with sand, a player may find the green at a 130-160 (195 for men) yards away. I had become so weakened with old tight tired muscles and lazy butt syndrome that I often pulled out a club that carried the water and gave me an opportunity for a decent chip shot to the green. Lately, I’ve been bolder and daring, like those decades of being 10—65 years old. At 74 I’ve felt my age and let it shrink me inside and out.

I stepped up and envisioned my tee shot flying to the green. I settled into my ready golf position, slowly swinging the club back, and allowing my hips to turn back right, with hips and legs working together then pulled the arms and club downward to contact, and through to the target, and on upwards until I completed a full swing.  My eyes briefly saw the ball land on the green. Instantly, I jerked back to my ready golf position and wiggled and jiggled over the ball, relaxing. My feet danced. I knew what I had lost had been found.

My legs and hips were stronger. My core was tighter. I felt muscles pulling the club downward and muscles pushing it forward and my feet vibrated with energy at contact. I nearly danced a jig on that tee box realizing that I had SHUT THE DOOR AND KEPT THE OLD WOMAN OUT, at last. The fact that my tee shot was on the green in regulation added to my delight.

Having played golf most of my life, I have spent many hours since 2008 in and out of physical therapy, all of which have kept me walking and playing golf. The last few years I could see and feel that I was not progressing nor getting stronger. I vowed to remain active not matter what.

Last fall I quit playing golf. I hurt, too much and the pain caused stress that my body could no longer handle and remain healthy. I continued to walk and stretch regularly but noticed that I could not strengthen nor relax my muscles, the old woman was taking control.

Then I learned about “pelvic floor exercises."  I had these issues and a few more, with which many of us over 70 are facing.

Symptoms Treatable by Pelvic Health Physical Therapy

  • Difficulty with normal activities such as, sitting, rising from a chair, standing or walking 
  • Difficulty with recreational activities 
  • Pain in the groin, buttock, low back, hip, sacroiliac or abdominals 


Step up strengthening, helps lift the foot off the ground. 

Psoas stretch, helps to life the legs for steps and loosening hips for turning. 

In mid-May I began weekly appointments with a PT Doctor who specialized in pelvic floor issues. By July the gentle work she performed on me loosened my tight hamstrings. We then began to work on the hips, lower back, and the connecting muscles, tendons, ligaments, and surrounding tissues.

*I highly recommend needling to loosen our tight muscles.

I can jump, not high, but I can get off the floor. I didn’t realize as I grew older that one day I would not be able to play hop-scotch, jump rope or that my muscles would be so tight that I lost all flexibility to be physically playful. In two and half months of 3-5 workouts weekly I’ve regained what I lost. I have two sets of workouts at home: Odd days and Even days. I use stretching, 2-5 pound weights, and stretch bands. Stretch bands and home health workout.

Like the old commercial, Relief is Just a Swallow Away 1958 or in my case “relief is just a knotted muscle away.”  (If nothing else laughter is the best medicine and these old videos will cause hysterics.)

My youthful exercise guru, Denise Austin, now 65 years old still exercises regularly but not like she did in her 40’s and 50’s. She writes, “I’ve always said there are three important elements of fitness, and I do them every week: cardio, strength training, and flexibility: cardio I walk, no more high-energy aerobics; strength training involves light weights and resistance bands; I maintain my flexibility by doing some form of stretching every day.”

If physical therapy is not an option then at least consider using a tennis ball to roll away those knots in the hips, buttocks, lower back, and leg muscles. Place the ball on the tight spot on your leg, hip, or buttocks area. Back into or lean into a wall keeping the ball between you and the wall. Doing squats or slide movements, roll the ball up and down or around stopping each time you come to knot or painful location. Stop rolling, lean into the knot to release the tension, letting the ball press into the muscle. I only do this for a short period of time once or twice a week, but it does give the muscles release of deep tissue massage.

Above all else: Release the tension and build up strength to KEEP THE OLD WOMAN or MAN OUT.

Tennis Ball Therapy use these ideas on the floor or on the wall, which ever is easier. 

Tennis Ball Therapy

  

Friday, July 22, 2022

FORECAST NOT GOOD

July 20, 1954

July 21, 1954 Miami Daily News Record

SLIGHT CHANCE FOR BREAK IN SEARING HEAT (AP)

Oklahoma moved into its 15th consecutive day of 100-degree weather today without much chance of breaking the terrific heat wave which has claimed 67 lives.

Temperature ranging from 100--105 were predicted. Guymon was the only city in the state to have rain last night. This was the coolest official weather bureau reporting point. Kingfisher recorded an unofficial 109 while 107 readings were listed for Enid and Ponca City. 

GREAT LAKES REGION GETS RAIN, COOL AIR (AP) 

Showers eased a crop-damaging heat wave in parts of the nation's parched corn belt today. But a wide strip of torrid weather continued across the south and central plans and the number of heat deaths in the nation since the origin of the general heat wave in early July rose to 298.

Cooler air from Canada poured into the Great Lakes region. The temperature at Chicago plunged from 98 degrees at 2 pm to 71 at 6 pm yesterday. Showers swept from Chicago southward across Illinois where drought and het have damaged young corn seriously and killed thousands of chickens and pigs. 

A farmer was crushed to death at Ft. Wayne, Indiana last night when wind flattened his barn. Two persons were injured by tress falling on automobiles.

For the last five years I have been reading and researching my hometown history through the eyes of a young girl growing up in the 1950's-1960's at the Miami Country Club, Miami, Oklahoma. A project that I thought might take two or three years in not even half-way complete. I'd like to blame it on Covid-10 but the truth is in the "News."

Miami Oklahoma Golf and Country Club History

It is the "rabbit hole" that drives me off course, and not the ones where I chased a bunny to its den and cried when it disappeared, nor the rabbit hole where my father found four baby rabbits dying of thirst. He brought them home for his two little girls to care for. With dolly baby bottles we fed the bunny babies and watched them die one by one. Such vivid memories that one little line can take you to. And while looking up a clearer definition of "rabbit holes" I found a very linear helpful guide on How to Avoid Falling Down the Research Rabbit-hole. It might have been more helpful if that had been my goal. 

When, in actuality, I was looking for a more descriptive term to describe my dilemma. 

A rabbit hole, in a metaphorical sense, is a long and winding exploratory path with many connections and offshoots. The term rabbit hole is often used to describe online activities. *Personally, my husband and I thought the term came from Alice in Wonderland.

But I digress, to quote Robin Williams in his movie "Good Morning Vietnam."

Perhaps this a better example of where my mind flows when reading the newspapers in the decades before social media and too many television stations to even count. I am missing our hometown newspapers that kept us all in touch with the local news and the lives of our neighbors. 

NOTES FROM YOUR TOWN (July 21, 1954 )

Little Deborah Jarrett invokes an appeal for the return of her lost kitten each time she delivers the blessing at the family dinner table. The pet, Nosy, has been missing about a week. But four-year-old Deborah maintains a steadfast belief that the parting is only temporary.

The daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Bill Jarret of  428Coyne Avenue was given the kitten last May. (A full explanation of where the kitty kat came from follows, with the cat entering the household at a time when Deborah was recuperating from a tonsillectomy.)

The kitten may have made friends with some other child by now, if so, and if Nosy is returned to the Jarrett's, Deborah's grandmother says she has another kitten she would give to Nosy's founder. 

I have finally found my way back through the NewsArchives to my search for the 1954 heat wave that hit the nation like the "summer of 2022". Oh, dear. I digress again: Summer of '42


July 22, 1954  Miami Daily News Record

NOTES FROM YOUR TOWN (July 22, 1954 )

Without a 'smidgin' of rain to ease their plight, Miamians, sweltered through the 22nd  straight day of 100-degree temperatures as a merciless sun bore down at 1 o'clock this afternoon.

At the end of the lunch hour, the mercury reading was 103, one degree above Wednesday's high of 102, weatherman John W. Gray said.

Temperatures were hot and so were bed sheets as heat-weary residents tossed and turned in their sleep as the temperature remained in the sultry bracket most of last night.

As a six-year old living on A st S.W across from the newly built Lincoln School and only a half a block away from the blaring music and honking horns of cars dragging Main street. through Doc's BBQ and Gene's Tarry-Awhile, I do not recall the summer's heat. I wore hand made bloomers and cotton shirts on those summer days, and played outside searching for four-leaf clovers in the shade or pulling locust shells off the trees.  At night I would have been sleeping  (tossing and turning)  in my upstairs room with an east window opened. My eyes and ears often locked into the music coming from Main Street. I could still hum "Hernado's Hideaway" to this day.

Top 30 Hits of 1954

Sometimes during those hot evenings we sat on the south side of the house waiting on a breeze.  Dad and Mom held each other around the waist and sang "old" songs from World War II, like "Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree With Anyone Else But Me." The radio, KGLC, seemed regularly tuned to any music by the Glenn Miller Band, which always brought on a dance by my parents.  I regularly put my fingers in my ears and squealed at their performances. 

Popular Songs of World War II

NOTES FROM YOUR TOWN (continued)

Deborah Jarrett now has two kittens! Nosy, her favorite pet, is back after having been missing a week and, in addition, Nosy has a feline playmate. The piece about the missing kitten appeared in yesterday's News-Record. Only minutes after papers were delivered in the Northwest part of town, Nosy was being smothered with affection in the arms of four-year-old Deborah, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Bill Jarrett, 428 Coyne avenue. A family living two blocks away had adopted the kitten after it showed up a their house. Mrs. Jarrett, having learned shortly before of the death of an uncle, said she was so upset she failed to ask the name of Nosy's guardian. 

The second kitten was left at the Jarrett home while the Jarrett's were away. Deborah's aunt, Mrs. Lee Allison, of Little Rock, Arkansas, accepted the kitten which someone brought to the door, believing it was Nosy. 

Movies were a great escape for Miamians. Churches 
advertised air cooler auditoriums. 


August 2, 1954 Miami Daily News Record 

COOLING RAINS BRING RELIEF (AP)

General rains covered most of Oklahoma last night when high winds swept storm clouds into the state from the north and brought cooler weather. In some areas the first measurable rain in nearly a month came on the heels of one of the hottest Julys in state history. During the July heat wave, 76 people died of heat in the state. 

August 20, 1954 Miami Daily News Record

Water levels at Grand Lake yesterday reached a new all-time low of 715.14 feet above sea level. 

"It's up to old man river now," if the Neosho arm of Grand Lake doesn't go dry, some farmers and stockmen probably will survive Ottawa Country's three-year-old drought. There's John Blaikie, who for the last two weeks has been hauling water from the river to 31 head of stock at his farm, about eight miles northwest of Miami. The farmer's daughter, Lois, helps her dad dip water from the stream. After his pond and well went dry last month, Blaikie was forced to start hauling the life-giving liquid a mile and one-half daily from the Steppes Ford bridge to his farm. 


Perhaps that cool air from Canada will find its way to Oklahoma by August, giving hope for all of us suffering in air-conditioned comfort. Better yet to quote my mother, Helen,  "This too shall pass." 


These are some of the stories I've written about the History of the Miami Country club, when not lost in a rabbit-hole:

1954 Miami Golf and Country Club History

1955 Miami Golf and Country Club History

1956 Miami Golf and Country Club History

Johnie Stapp, Golf Pro from California to Kansas





Saturday, July 9, 2022

Buffalo Dog by Murphy Doodle

i like the shade and the dirt


i have learned a new word this summer, it is called hot and hot burns my feet on the sidewalk and hot makes me feel lazy, i do not remember hot last year when i was a puppy

i have a new short hair cut but it is still hot

i thought shade was the best thing about summer and then i discovered dirt, the best thing about dirt is that is is cool, it makes my skin tickle all over when i roll in it, it is even more fun when i shake because the dirt flies in the air and letty and jack laugh at me

letty says that i am a buffalo dog because i like to roll in the dirt, i looked at her with my brown eyes and asked her what a buffalo looked like 

then she told me all about a big buffalo who used to be a pet and lived inside a house, like me, but she said he was born bigger than i am now when i have all of my hair on me

on the land she said the buffalo make large dry beds of dirt and then they wallow in the dirt to get the flies off and feel good like i do, i hope i have a wallow someday


Stormy, the Buffalo from Sandy Spring Farms


i sure hope i do not see a buffalo at the park, i would have to bark to protect letty and i might be afraid he could chase me

sometimes when it is hot i play in the sprinklers, even though i am not suppose to

i get in trouble a lot when i play in the water but i do not know why



when i played in this water, it would not hold still so i put my paw on it to make it hold still, it still wiggled, so i chewed on it to make it hold still, maybe that is what i did wrong, next time i think i will lay on it

when i get really wet i jump on the chair or swing to feel some cool air, i can swing by myself but i like it better with jack or letty

when jack is on the swing he tosses the ball or frisbee for me, except when i am wet, but when i am wet i am cool and like to play toss or chew, so what am i supposed to do

roll in the dirt like a buffalo

play in the water sprinkler

bark to go inside where it is cool

or hide away from the sun and every body

Hide and go Peek.


i need to write a footnote
if you know letty please tell her to stay home with me
when she plays golf and gets in the car to go places
i do not get to be with her and i do not feel my hugs and rubs
i miss her and my hugs and rubs and all of the stories i want to tell