Charlene and I have been going real hard to get things right in each of our lives. When my 3rd marriage finished, (and let’s just say it “ended,” mmm’kay?) I only knew it was time to make a change. Not just some change, I’m talkin’ a serious change, girlfriend.
But it just looks like everyone wants to hold me down. Life’s so rough, isn’t it? When I saw my physician to talk about the tummy tuck price I had been quoted, he just lectured me regarding getting the proper form of exercise. He knows I have been doing everything I can, smearing on the scar zone cream and making all my beauty salon equipment to earn their price.
But he only continues lecturing me about dieting and exercise, saying to me my body would improve over the long term if I treat it as if I care for it it.
He’s strong on bicycling, but I enjoined him bike seats chafe me and I just can’t fathom wearing those small cycling shirts. Is he trying to abase me? At least he got a little more reasonable when he started talking about things I could do in the solace of my own home.
Exercise bikes might surely function easier for me than bicycling out in public and weight benches and exercise mats are a little more my speed.
But I also argue that I obtain plenty of fitness in my daily life. Just last calendar week I found lots of exercise tugging around Charlene’s garden cart while we decorated her backyard for her sister’s party. Rearranging the garden bench layout for outside party seating after moving the Weber 751001 Charcoal Grill made for some strong weight lifting. And then the stretching and effort required to get all those light strings positioned right was like aerobic exercise.
Maybe it sounds like I am making excuses. I do not care, girlfriend, that was challenging work! After all that decorating and partying I reckon I burned one thousand calories. I dare some treadmill jogging fool to push garden carts around for five hours and reckon how they feel.
I do not mean to seem whiney. I’ll get it all in concert. I only wish individuals would sometimes focus on what I’ve finished instead of what I still must do. I know it is not easy being you, but it isn’t simple being me, either. We all got to work strong to be happy, I think.