May 9th... wake up and get healthy...

Beautiful morning… late start for me today though. I didn’t get up till 7:30. Needed to get some sleep. Didn’t go to bet till a bit after 2:00 a.m. I did however get the menus all posted on my blogs. So that was a good thing.

Wow…got on the scale… 295 lbs. It’s official. I don’t like fat. You know I have no desire to be a bobble head… you know… so skinny your head looks like the head on a bobble head doll. But I have at least 100 pounds too much hanging on me. I really don’t like being this out of shape… magic wand anyone… zap… in peeerrrrffffeeeccccttt condition… ha… only if my being is downloaded into a cyborg body.

So… how do I do this.
No magic formulas… fat is not all gone tomorrow.
Seriously… OK here’s my plan.2 pounds of fat a week. That doesn’t necessarily mean that I lose 2 pounds a week. Not an excuse… OK… I want a good amount of muscle mass to live my chosen lifestyle… soooo… rebuilding muscle mass will cause the actual weight to see saw… I knew I’d get heavier then start going down in weight… that’s where I am now. I didn’t realize just how
out of shape I really am. Pppphhhttttt! Ok…. One day one step at a time. I can stand to sit in my office chair again without my back swelling up and partially paralyzing my hands and arms… so there is progress. Painful progress… but progress just the same. I can walk to the mail box and back and still do kennel chores… more progress… after surgery I couldn’t even lift my cast iron kettles. Forget lifting 40 and 50 pound feed bags… I can lift them now. More progress. Now to get rid of these fat rolls… I’m not swelling up as bad as I was. The pants I was wearing are trying to fall off… but I’m not small enough yet to fit in my others… so hello suspenders. Ok… so there is progress… Now focus on one day at a time. One step at a time… kind of like grooming one dog at a time… raking out one dog pen at a time… forking out the straw in the runs… shoveling out the fowl house… one shovel at a time… it’s the dog brush…dog poop… chicken poop workout… oh don’t forget the fence building… and mowing… I’m either going to get into shape or die. Probably feel like I’m a dead piece of hamburger quite a few times… already been that way… it will get better… I remember feeling good after walking a half marathon distance… I want that again. Actually I want to walk a full marathon…not an ultra… but the full… and ride my bicycle a century ride. I’d love to go on a bicycle tour of the continental divide… that would be too cool…

Ok so there is some motivation… focus on the positive… live life…don’t wait for life… live it now … because now is actually all you have!

Life is a journey…enjoy the trip… Mary E. Robbins & The Hairballs
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