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.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

FUTURE: Knowing When It's Time to Leave.




I always stay too long. My marriage. Jobs. I keep hoping things will get better, If I work harder … if I'm more patient … if I just settle for less … that doesn't work. I end up overworked with less patience.
Switching jobs would mean moving. My house won't sell well. I'd loose vacation time that I already have plans for. There's an opportunity, but the timing is awful. So maybe there'll be a opportunity again in a few years.

But I'm reaching the age when people will think I'm washed up. How do I know when it's time to go?
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