Its time to break the cycle

I think most people in their lives join a gym at least twice.  We've all done it, started off with high hopes and huge motivation for the first 2 weeks then any excuse becomes a good one.  Its cold outside.  I just ate.  I've got a headache.  My shoes give me blisters.  I've got no-one to go with.  and before you know it a month has gone by and your 'new' gym shoes are gathering dust in your wardrobe underneath your jandles and 2 rolls of wrapping paper.   I remember when I joined up for the local gym the first time. 17 yrs ago. just after I had my first baby.  I went in to get my program from a trainer and was expecting to be out of there within about half n hour.  Two hours later I'm a sweating, dry-retching mess.  When I went to leave, the perky, pony-tailed, Lycra-clad lady at the reception desk stopped me and asked me for my shoes. My brand spanking expensive new trainers.  I took them off and passed them over thinking maybe she wanted to check them out to go get herself a pair or something.  She whips out a Blue vivid and proceeds to write in large font my gym membership number all over them and then pops them in a cubby hole behind the desk.  Apparently these were my new Gym shoes just. for. at. the. gym! I didn't remember them telling me this piece of vital information when I signed my life and shoes away for the next two bloody years.  I had to walk home in my socks.  I never went back.  I kept paying and they got to keep my shoes.  I got to keep the baby weight.
So when our Teenager came and told us she had joined the Gym, we looked at each other and had a wee giggle behind her back.  A giggle that only old smug people with wise Gym life experience can utter.  Pretty sure we rolled our eyes as well.  Its been 2 weeks and her Gym shoes are still sitting outside her bedroom door in the exact position I threw them.  I asked her recently when she was going to the Gym again she replied in her best whiny voice "I've got no-one to go with?!"  *sigh its a slippery slope. 

I can eat Chocolate again

For the past week or so I have noticed a tender spot in one of my top back teeth, not a full on toothache or anything but sore enough to be a real downer when eating chocolate or those sour worm lollies late at night when the kids are in bed. 
Rung the dentist to make an appointment, before I permanently have to give up the late night sugar rush.  My dreams would be pretty boring without a hit last thing at night.  Resorting to licking Pineapple Lumps just doesn't do it for me.
Amazingly I managed to get an appointment that same day at 2:10.  Miracle.  Figured it would've been a week away at least.

Got off the phone and did a happy dance past the husband in the kitchen.
Him: What are you so happy about?
Me: I'm going to the dentist today
Him: Are you mental? Who does a happy dance for that?
Me: Me cause hes going to give me a filling so I can eat Chocolate again.  I might even get to eat it tonight once the injection wears off!!
Him: Maybe you shouldn't eat chocolate so much if it means you have to have a filling?
Me: *Sigh But that's what fillings are for? So I can eat Chocolate and they protect my teeth.  eye roll

I totally get that people are completely freaked out by having to go the Dentist.  It stems from our childhoods and "The Murder House" right?! But these days its way way better.  They don't let you feel any pain, one flinch by me and my dentist stops straight away and pumps another needle full of numbing goodness into my gum.  Then its just all noise.  Psychologically if you can get past the noise your all good.  I regularly go and see the good people at 'North Avon Dental Surgery' in Christchurch and they rule.  Don't keep me sitting or worrying in the waiting room.  Tell me exactly what they are going to do before and during.  No pissing around.  30 minutes later I walk out and have a nice wee chat with the receptionist, all with no feeling or muscle control on the Right side of my face.
Why do I always end up with an appointment and a double dose of anaesthetic right before I have to pick up the kids from school?
The 8 yr decides that his circus freak of a mother should be shown off to all his mates as I try to rush him out the school gate "Hey Guys watch my mum try to smile" "Hey Amelia talk to my Mum, she looks weird" "Hey Ms Fido my mums mouth is freaky"
I know the other major reason people put off going to their dentist is the cost.  Yip its up there.  $262 for an X-Ray and filling that day.  Could've been worse, if I left it longer it would've been a root canal! Root Canal are two words I never want to experience or pay for.  Two years ago the best thing I ever did was start seeing Lisa the hygienist every 6 months. I think the $100 she charges for an industrial 20 minutes of buffing and scraping and shining is completely worth it.   I totally reckon i have saved myself hundreds if not thousands of dollars by having a regular heavy duty clean.  She motivates me to floss everyday knowing that I'm going to have to see, either her smiley happy face or her disappointed frowny face.  Part of me wishes they still gave out those cool little buzzy bee cotton wool things.  I totally deserve one.
This actual dentist appointment was the first time I have had anything actually wrong with my teeth in the past 2 years.  Before all this I hadn't been to a Dentist in 10 years. 
What I'm trying to say in this Nerdy public service announcement is go get a WOF on your teeth my friends, even if there's nothing wrong at the moment.  Better to do it now, than wait til its going to cost you shit loads. Nothing worse in this life than Tooth Ache and Back Pain.  Except for Child Birth...don't get me started on Child Birth!

Hows your Dental situation these days? Have you paid for your Dentists Holiday Home in Fiji with all the work you've had done or are you insanely overdue for a tune up?