Charlene and I are going super hard to get things better in each of our lives. After my 3rd marriage finished, (and let’s just say it “ended,” mmm’kay?) I only knew it was time to realize a change. Not just any change, I’m talkin’ a heavy change, girlfriend.
But it only looks like everyone wants to hold me out. Life’s so difficult, isn’t it? When I visited my physician to talk about the tummy tuck price I had been quoted, he just ragged me regarding finding the proper form of exercise. He recognizes I’ve been doing everything I can, smearing on the scar zone cream and making all my beauty salon equipment to earn their cost.
Yet he only keeps scolding me about diet and fitness, saying to me my body would improve over the long term if I treat it like I care for it it.
He’s big on bicycling, but I enjoined him cycling seats bother me and I just can’t imagine wearing those small cycling jerseys. Is he trying to humiliate me? At least he got a little more moderate when he started speaking about stuff I could do in the solace of my own place.
Stationary bikes might certainly function better for me than bicycling out in public and weight-lifting benches and exercise mats are a little more my speed.
Yet I also feel that I obtain enough fitness in my day-to-day life. Only last week I got lots of exercise tugging around Carla’s garden cart as we adorned her patio for her sister’s party. Rearranging the garden bench layout for outdoor party seats after moving the Weber 751001 Charcoal Grill made for some strong weight lifting. And then the stretching and effort necessary to get all those tiki torches set right was like aerobic exercises.
Maybe it sounds like I am making excuses. I don’t care, girlfriend, that was hard work! After all that decoratin’ and partyin’ I reckon I burned a thousand calories. I dare some treadmill jogging sap to push garden carts around for 5 hours and see how they feel.
I don’t mean to seem whiney. I’ll get it all together. I simply wish people would occasionally focus on what I’ve accomplished rather than what I still need to complete. I know it isn’t easy being you, but it isn’t simple being me, either. We all have to work hard to be prosperous, I think.
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