Thursday’s Musings
There’s a lot of different things I want to talk about today…
Getting Nasty With BizNasty
My girl, Katrina Cady, who is all the way in Korea right now nailed the interview of all interviews yesterday. She got Paul Bissonnette (aka @PaulBizNasty) to talk about why he deleted his Twitter account. Believe it or not…BizNasty is a huge fan of PsychoLadyHockey.com.
He gave her the interview because he believed she would best represent what he wanted to say about it (without censoring him). If he gave it to someone like a major paper…they would have censored him like they censored Maxime Talbot for calling Alexander Ovechkin a ‘douche’.
What next? Censoring Dan Ellis for calling his teammate a ‘donkey’?
All I have to say is great job by Katrina for getting that interview. Goes to show that speedo wearing hockey players do read Psycho Lady Hockey.
And for those who say it’s not possible…BizNasty has dropped her site’s name on the radio before. AND players usually research the site before they interview. If they don’t like the site, they won’t do the interview.
Think on that one next time before running to bash her site…
Now to get Sean Avery to do an interview with her. 
Ilya and 17 years
Leave it to the KHL to try to match that one…probably with way more money, too. Dmitry has the latest from the KHL.
Personally, the part where Medvedev said, “we do not discuss the money in the media,” had me thinking…either a) he’s quashing every single KHL rumor involving money in the Russian media OR b) he’s full of shit.
Maybe a little bit of both?
Maxime Talbot Said It, I Didn’t
Probably one of the best stories to come out of the Winter Classic’s press conference was hearing Talbot call Alexander Ovechkin a “real douche.”
Yeah…I wasn’t going to say it, but I love when people just rattle off what you’re thinking but could never say.
It’s funny that he met Alex at the NHL Awards last year. I think I can see why Maxime could actually call him that from that first bad impression. That was the Awards show where he showed up with his posse at the NHL Charity Shootout.
Some Russian model hunted me down to ask me when Alex was showing up (like I’d really tell her).
Then later, she ended up in the VIP room with all of us. No one else brought random women they just picked up with them.
This is also the Awards that Alex saw a reporter he recognized from the night before. Where was Alex the night before? At a strip club. That reporter he drew all of our attention to was the one stripping. Alex made sure we all knew she was a stripper by telling her, “I like the way you dance.”
That was also the show where he showed up with Vegas showgirls as his entourage on the red carpet.
So yes, Maxime, I can see in various instances from that summer where you would call him a douche.
Oh, and for the record, Maxime HATES Ovechkin.
One Step Forward
So this is where I get into the non-hockey related thoughts I’ve been pondering as of late.
I’ve been making a lot of changes in my life as far as my health is concerned. My only focus is getting back to being healthy again.
I’ve been avoiding doctors offices a lot lately. Some may say it’s that fear of the unknowing. But truthfully, I’m just exhausted and tired. I also don’t believe what they have been trying to do is working.
Sometimes you have to listen to your body and give it exactly what it needs.
When my lungs finally kicked in and started working correctly a few months ago, I decided that it was time to start working out. I know that there are other issues besides my lungs. Knowing that means it is important to listen to my body.
The first time I tried to do yoga again, I went through the first 20 minutes with an instructor and then had to stop and ask, “Why are we rushing through this?”
To me, it would seem like yoga should not be rushed. You can’t rush meditation. Yoga is a form of meditation. If you have to rush through it, you don’t get yoga.
So I took a step back and re-evaluated what I didn’t like about it and I realized something about myself and my limits. I can’t rush into things. I have to take each new endeavour one step at a time.
I know all of the yoga moves. I can move through each of them at my own pace.
My body thanked me for doing that.
Now that I have my trusty Skechers ShapeUps, I wear them during the commute and I realize that my body is happy with these small changes.
Granted, it helps that my body is in love with being able to exercise again. Any little bit I allow it, from golfing to walking to yoga, it’s happy.
One of the hardest things to go through these past two years was being told every single month by my doctors, “You still can’t workout.” I know I can’t do high impact activities anymore, but it doesn’t mean I can’t do other things.
With each move I make with this body, focusing on the internal journey of each move, makes me happy. People hate to workout. I did too, but I did it, regardless. But to have it taken away from you, and to watch your body slowly deteriorate, it’s depressing.
That was the greatest challenge over these last two years…coping with not being able to exercise or go on a walk for more than 20 minutes. This wasn’t a matter of laziness. This was a matter of passing out in the middle of the street. It happened 3 times before I stopped walking after 20 minutes and started hailing a cab.
When I felt my lungs kick in and start working correctly a couple of months ago, I decided to start exercising again. Sure, the breathing techniques required in yoga show that my lungs still have some limitations, it doesn’t mean that I can’t go through the moves.
Starting from zero isn’t as hard as it looks or may seem. I actually like starting all over again from zero. Why? Because, I appreciate each step more than I did before.
I can do something now that for the past two years my doctors said I couldn’t do. It’s about knowing that you are taking one step in the right direction towards a new day. A day where all of this is the past. This is about re-writing the story and learning from your mistakes.
This has become the second phase of my two part series for my book. The first phase doesn’t end the way you would think it would end. The end of the first phase is the part where I decide to change everything, walk away from the doctors and do this on my own.
The second phase is about coming to terms with what has happened and working from ground zero on up. Whatever happens in the second phase…it doesn’t matter. Happiness is the goal. So far so good.
And to throw a little bit of hockey into this…one of the people that has inspired me through everything is Patrik Elias.
With the illness he had back in 2007 to having a surgery that changed the way he had to do things, I can relate to his story. I know what it’s like to be sick for a very long time. I know how a surgery can turn your world upside down. But one thing is for sure, Patty has always moved forward and accepted his limitations and learned to work around them.
He’s walked a few miles in the same shoes that I wear. To still be able to play in the NHL at the highest level…it’s just awe inspiring.
When he was learning to reuse his body in a different way after his surgery, there were many times after hearing how frustrated he was with himself that I just wanted to say to him that it was okay, you’ll get through this. I don’t know if I wanted to say it to him for his benefit or if I needed to say it out loud for my benefit…that it was okay and that I’d get through this.
As much as I’ve watched Patty struggle, I can relate to that struggle. Each time I see him with his uniform and skates on I keep thinking…if Patty can do it, so can I.
