As some of you may or may not know, I've recently started a walking regimen. I'm not a runner, although I want to be some day. There are times I feel like Forrest Gump. It's as if I were to win the lottery that I could fly to California and plan my route from one nice Hilton Hotel to the next. Mind you, this would be walking. I've successfully only made it the length of 5 telephone poles as of today. I know there is a skinny girl inside me dying to claw her way out...
I do take an all-natural supplement called Zija to, as someone put it, "Keep me from eating the ass-end out of a horse". This is not a commercial for that, so I'll leave it there. I am a very weak person, completely without willpower. Due to this fact, I have to have a family member drive me 8 miles from home in a different direction every day (this prevents anyone from knowing my pattern, as if someone actually wanted to stalk me).
Eight miles is equal to 2 hours for me. A 15-minute mile is hardly considered fast, but considering I haven't gotten out from behind a desk or chair in many years, this is quite a feat for me. Anyway, I get dropped off, and I do not take a phone. I couldn't take 10 steps without my ipod but a phone would be an easy "OUT" for me to call for rescue. Plus, I'd work from my BlackBerry the entire time if I had it.
For me, it's a getaway. It's 2 hours of the day with no communication, no Internet, no artwork. Someone (in the middle of nowhere in a mini-van) stopped me today and asked what I was listening to. Here is my playlist:
Michael Jackson - Man in the Mirror
Pink - Trouble & Fuckin' Perfect (She's pissy and I like it)
Queen - Fat Bottomed Girls (makes me run hard)
Lynard Skynard - Black Betty (Bamma Lamb)
Commodores - Brickhouse (36.24.36, as if this is possible)
Gap Band - Bad Mamma Jamma & Let It Whip
Kanye West - Stronger (Doesn't even need explanation)
50 Cent & Nelly (who thinks a woman should be 36.25.34)
Rolling Stones, Steve Miller Band, Counting Crows (Start Me Up, bec I'm a Space Cowboy and it's been a Long December).
And really, most of what I listen to is stuff that no one in this world still listens to or would care. I'm sure there is some psychology in the songs that I choose. The angry songs that insult me tend to make me want to go faster and farther.
Well, anyway, I've lost 60 plus pounds. I won't say how much because I'm afraid I'll jinx myself. I will let you know (even if you don't want to know) when I've hit 100 pounds. I'm all of 5'4" and my doctor's chart says 110 to 140 for my height. I'm going for 130; although Tony Schutt says my bones alone weigh 120. (Thank you, Tony, you've just picked a fight with a bulldog; and not like that pussy Ralph). I'm not running FROM anything, I'm running TO something....I just don't know what IT is yet.
In conclusion, my current signature line on my email is a quote from Ben Franklin. It goes a little something like this: "Democracy is two wolves and a lamb voting on what to have for lunch. Liberty is a well-armed lamb contesting the vote. I'll leave it at that. Goodbye, Monday.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
What's Happening on Thompson?
Well, it seems I've got a moment to myself to semi-compose my ramblings. Here's some ADHD-type comments of my current life:
I put Paige on a plane yesterday for spring break in Fort Myers, FL. She got there without meeting Royce, the 66yo man from Des Moines or an 11yo Iraqi boy. Guess I should consider that a gift. She has yet to learn that when someone is nice that does not mean they wouldn't rape her and throw her dead body on the side of the road. On a plus side, she gets her braces off in 17 days (for the 3rd time). Yippee.
Since I've found this miracle drug (Zija), I have lost more than 60 pounds. I've lost more but am afraid if I admit it that it will jinx the whole deal and I'll revert back to the men's 2XL....I've also found that at a lighter weight, I'm (1) not AS embarassed to take a walk/wog/run here and yonder, and (2) it is much more fun to go to Victoria's Secret when they actually sell something you can wear.
When I was young, I can remember getting up very early to go for a run. I think now it was because I wanted away from the hectic household I was living in. Today, I want to go for the same reasons. It might be the only time of day that I'm not strapped to the net/phone/family.
I bought a Garmin Forerunner (amazing but pricey), and it has literally changed my way of thinking about exercise. I love to come home and see my numbers. I'm sad when I check the weather channel on my BlackBerry (a million times a day), and the weather is not cooperating. I also am getting a better perspective on what it entails to get rid of the calories from half a piece of Coke cake. (so not worth it).
While in Nashville yesterday, I was fitted for proper running shoes. They are like nothing I would have EVER picked out, but they do make all the difference in the world on my crippled feet. (note to others, just bec they look great doesn't mean they're good for your feet). I also found out I have a bad overpronation and that the shoes I've been wearing have been a full size and a half too small)
I've seen a lot of really old friends lately and it's been nice. I've met some really nice new people as well, and it saddens me to think of how different my life could have been if I'd had them in my life in my teens and 20s....Reflection....
Around the homestead: Got a great deal on a custom window this past week for the front of my house, working on plans for a pergola for my back porch (if I can get the male portion of my home inspired) and currently learning how to make crown molding, chair rail and floor trim. Seems to be much more involved than it looks. I am the reason that the DIY channel exists....
TV has disappointed me with this season's Spartacus. The hottie from last year apparently got lymphoma and they had to replace him with a much less hot juice head.....speaking of juice heads, LOVING the Jersey Shore, while at the same time more than happy not to have been a 20-something during this stage of pre-marital, unprotected sex. Can't imagine what the kids of these young people have to be going through....
So, there it is, lame-ville on Thompson....eating healthy, moving around, learning about home improvement that I will only watch from the downside of a ladder.... (Tony fell through the porch roof through the porch ceiling)....he's fine, I'm getting a new porch ceiling though. :)
Now everyone knows what is going on here. Feel free to dwell on someone else's life and I'll keep you updated on my non-events.....Peace out....
I put Paige on a plane yesterday for spring break in Fort Myers, FL. She got there without meeting Royce, the 66yo man from Des Moines or an 11yo Iraqi boy. Guess I should consider that a gift. She has yet to learn that when someone is nice that does not mean they wouldn't rape her and throw her dead body on the side of the road. On a plus side, she gets her braces off in 17 days (for the 3rd time). Yippee.
Since I've found this miracle drug (Zija), I have lost more than 60 pounds. I've lost more but am afraid if I admit it that it will jinx the whole deal and I'll revert back to the men's 2XL....I've also found that at a lighter weight, I'm (1) not AS embarassed to take a walk/wog/run here and yonder, and (2) it is much more fun to go to Victoria's Secret when they actually sell something you can wear.
When I was young, I can remember getting up very early to go for a run. I think now it was because I wanted away from the hectic household I was living in. Today, I want to go for the same reasons. It might be the only time of day that I'm not strapped to the net/phone/family.
I bought a Garmin Forerunner (amazing but pricey), and it has literally changed my way of thinking about exercise. I love to come home and see my numbers. I'm sad when I check the weather channel on my BlackBerry (a million times a day), and the weather is not cooperating. I also am getting a better perspective on what it entails to get rid of the calories from half a piece of Coke cake. (so not worth it).
While in Nashville yesterday, I was fitted for proper running shoes. They are like nothing I would have EVER picked out, but they do make all the difference in the world on my crippled feet. (note to others, just bec they look great doesn't mean they're good for your feet). I also found out I have a bad overpronation and that the shoes I've been wearing have been a full size and a half too small)
I've seen a lot of really old friends lately and it's been nice. I've met some really nice new people as well, and it saddens me to think of how different my life could have been if I'd had them in my life in my teens and 20s....Reflection....
Around the homestead: Got a great deal on a custom window this past week for the front of my house, working on plans for a pergola for my back porch (if I can get the male portion of my home inspired) and currently learning how to make crown molding, chair rail and floor trim. Seems to be much more involved than it looks. I am the reason that the DIY channel exists....
TV has disappointed me with this season's Spartacus. The hottie from last year apparently got lymphoma and they had to replace him with a much less hot juice head.....speaking of juice heads, LOVING the Jersey Shore, while at the same time more than happy not to have been a 20-something during this stage of pre-marital, unprotected sex. Can't imagine what the kids of these young people have to be going through....
So, there it is, lame-ville on Thompson....eating healthy, moving around, learning about home improvement that I will only watch from the downside of a ladder.... (Tony fell through the porch roof through the porch ceiling)....he's fine, I'm getting a new porch ceiling though. :)
Now everyone knows what is going on here. Feel free to dwell on someone else's life and I'll keep you updated on my non-events.....Peace out....
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