Dog FOOD and Exercise

How would you feel if you carried around four 20-pound bags of dog food all day? DOG TIRED! 2 years ago, I used to weigh 80 pounds more and that’s how I felt. Run down. Exhausted.

Now I feel marvelous. Did I take a quick-fix pill or follow a fad diet? No, I just ate less and exercised more. That’s the only thing that really works.

Now that Beth is off to England, I’m getting back to business. I have 30 more pounds to go. It’s time to get busy.

I’m tweaking my exercise routine.

-- Monday and Wednesday, I’m on the treadmill.
-- Tuesday and Thursday, I take Pilate’s. It’s not as tough as last fall. I’m improving … slowly. When we’re on the mats, I can even touch my feet to the floor above my head. Not bad for 55.
-- Then (weather permitting), I’m walking 4 miles a day on Saturday and Sunday.
-- I get Fridays off. (I LOVE FRIDAYS!)

I want to push myself further on the treadmill.
First 5 minutes … 15% incline … 3.7 mph
Second 5 minutes … 15% incline … 3.8 mph
Third 5 minutes … 14% incline … 3.9 mph
Fourth 5 minutes … 14% incline … 4 mph
Fifth minutes … 13% incline … 4.1 mph
Last 5 minutes … 13% incline … 4.2 mph

Not bad for someone who used to be ready to die at 3 mph on the flat.


Friday, November 27, 2009

Black FRIDAY



Dogs think you’re crazy, when you break your routine. When my alarm went off at 4:30 this morning, Toby thought I’d lost my mind.

I had a plan. Up at 4:30 and out of the house by 5. I’d hit Penny’s for the projection TV thing that Eric wants at 5:30 and Target for the compact DVD player Beth had on her list at 6. I wanted to leave my car at the mechanics by 6:30. (He’s looking at the brakes.) Beth was supposed to pick me up and drop me at Farm King for my 7 o’clock remote with Sam. In theory, it was good.

In practice, it just takes me longer than a half hour to get going. I stepped into the shower at 5, when I’d originally planned to hit the road. I arrived at Penny’s at 5:45. There were 3 projections things left. I was at a register within 5 minutes of walking in the store. This was great. I was catchin’ up. Then, she had to call my check in. I waited while she talked on the phone. She went back to the register, reentered up numbers, frowned and went back to the phone. I tried to stay calm. I balanced before I came. Had I made a mistake? Missed something with the debit card? Turns out, whoever entered me in their system, combined my checking number with my driver’s license. I didn’t get out till 6:15. The DVD player was at both Staples and Target, but Target was closer. (I lucked out here, because Staples only hade 3 people on registers and not much in stock.) Target was crazy when I went in and the DVD players were not in the electronics department. Why would you do that? After asking 3 different people, I found them with the baby clothes. 4 left. This time check out was easy.

I was a couple of minutes late for the remote, but I’m not the jock, so it’s no big deal. Sam and I spent 2 hours on a camouflage print sofa at Farm King, talking to customers and each other. Remotes give me a chance to pick the DJ’s brains and I enjoy Sam. She starts a new job in Colorado next week and will be missed.

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