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.


Monday, December 14, 2009

Milking a FIASCO








News in the new millennium is a 24/7 businesses. They need a new development every few hours to keep on top. This being said, I am sick to death of the Tiger Woods story. A wealthy man has a collection of affairs. How is this news? Every moderately attractive Jane Doe looking for her 15-minutes of fame has suddenly slept with the Tiger. When did he have time to play golf?

Yes, I was interested in the beginning – mostly because the solution seemed to be buying off the wife. Women have received jewelry or fur coats to compensate for marital mishaps for decades, but I’d never seen an outright cash settlement. It’s been a week. His mother-in-law's stomach cramps led the evening news. It’s time to move on.

I don’t care if Brittany Spears shaves her head, again.

I don’t care if Kanye West prefers Beyonce to Taylor Swift.

If the “balloon boy” does anything,
I DON’T CARE.

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