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.


Tuesday, November 3, 2009

FAMILY: Beth's accident




Kamikaze deer haunts rural roads.

My daughter decided to come home after her live broadcast from football tailgating. She was driving the speed limit and watching the road in front of her. A 3-point buck charged across lanes of traffic and rammed her door, shattering the window inches from her face. If he’d been bigger, he’d have been in her lap. It shook her up. She called and all I heard was sobbing. It took a few moments, before I figured out what had happened.

She’s unhurt, but Bambi is dead. As for her car, the driver’s window and door are trashed. The mirror is hanging by a cord and even the back door has some damage. It’ll cost $3,000 to fix it. 5 minutes earlier … 5 minutes later, it wouldn’t have happened.

Today, she’s going through the same realization we all had after getting the bill from our first accident. “$500 Deductible? You mean I have to pay part of this!” Growing up sucks.

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