It Gets Harder Before It Gets Simpler
Carla and I have been going oh-so-hard to work matters better in our lives. When my third spousal relationship ended, (and let’s just say it “ended,” mmm’kay?) I just knew it had become time to realize a shift. Not only some shift, I’m talkin’ a serious shift, girlfriend.
But it just looks like everyone wants to keep me down. Life is so rough, ain’t it? When I visited my physician to discuss the tummy reduction price I was quoted, he just lectured me about finding the proper form of exercise. He knows I’ve been doing everything I can, smearing on the scar zone cream and getting all my beauty salon equipment to earn their price.
But he only continues lecturing me about diet and exercise, telling me that my body would respond over the long term if I handle it as if I love it.
He is strong on biking, but I told him bicycle seats bother me and I just cannot fathom putting on those tight bicycling shirts. Is he attempting to humiliate me? At least he got a bit more moderate when he started talking about stuff I could do in the solace of my own place.
Stationary bikes may surely function easier for me than bicycling out in the open and weight benches and mats for exercise are a bit more my speed.
Yet I also feel that I get plenty of exercise in my day-to-day life. Only last calendar week I found tons of exercise tugging around Charlene’s garden cart as we decorated her patio for her sister’s party. Arranging the outdoor bench layout for outside party seating after moving the charcoal grill made for some good weight lifting. And then the stretching and movement necessary to make all those set proper was like aerobics.
Does it sound like I am making excuses? I do not care, girl, that was challenging work! After all that decoratin’ and partyin’ I reckon I burned 1000 calories. I challenge some treadmill joggin’ fool to push garden carts around for three hours and see how they feel.
I do not mean to seem whiny. I will get it all together. I only wish individuals would sometimes center on what I’ve accomplished rather than what I still must do. I do understand it is not easy being you, but it is not easy being me, either. We all have to work strong to be happy, I think.
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