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, December 1, 2009

FAMILY: 30th Wedding Anniversary



Today would have been my 30th wedding anniversary. I’m glad it’s not. Please, don’t misunderstand. I think a fulfilling marriage is a beautiful thing, but that’s not what I had. I had a man, who was more comfortable in being the family baby than a responsible husband and father. Before that, I came from a home where my father was free to lose his temper simply because it made him feel powerful. People wonder why I have no interest in marrying again. I wonder why they do.

At about 10, I looked at my parent’s marriage and decided that it wasn’t what I wanted. When I graduated from college, I rethought it. It’s a couples' world, and suddenly I didn’t fit. I had avoided long-term relationships for years and then did a 180. Yeah, I should have been more selective. I was brought up to believe that I was the problem. I decided to become what the marriage needed, but one person can’t do it all.

Its not that I dislike men, (See http://fatfamilyotherfwords.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-find-mate.html ) but I like being in control of my life. I would love to split the responsibilities with someone … particularly someone that understands cars and computers. In my experience, that’s not what happens. I cook, clean, wash and manage. He shows up and complains.

When people talk about statistics for divorced families, they compare them to happy, functioning relationships. That’s not the choice. I had to choose between a dysfunctional marriage that set a bad example for my kids or a divorce. I regret not choosing a better man to be the father of my children. I do not regret divorce.

For more, see http://fatfamilyotherfwords.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-d-i-v-o-r-c-e-anniversary.html

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