A Gal’s Personal Improvement Kick
Carla and I have been working oh-so-hard to work things proper in each of our worlds. When my third marriage ended, (and let’s just say it “ended,” mmm’kay?) I just knew it had become time to make a shift. And not just any change, I am talking a serious shift, girlfriend.
Yet it just looks like everyone wants to keep me down. Life is so difficult, ain’t it? When I visited my doctor to talk about the tummy tuck cost I had been quoted, he only ragged me about getting the right kind of exercise. He recognizes I have been doing everything I can, smearing on the scar zone cream and getting all my beauty salon equipment to earn their cost.
Yet he just keeps scolding me about diet and exercise, saying to me that my body will respond over the long term if I treat it like I love it.
He is strong on bicycling, but I enjoined him bike seats bother me and I just cannot imagine wearing those tight cycling shirts. Is he trying to abase me? At least he got a bit more reasonable when he started talking about stuff I could do in the solace of my own house.
Exercise bikes may surely function better for me than riding out in public and weight benches and exercise mat are a little more my style.
Yet I also feel that I obtain enough fitness in my day-to-day life. Just last week I found tons of exercise tugging around Charlene’s garden cart as we decorated her backyard for her sister’s party. Arranging the outdoor bench layout for outside party seats after moving the 751001 Charcoal Grill made for some strong weight lifting. And then the stretches and movement required to get all those set proper was like aerobics.
Maybe it sounds like I am making excuses. I don’t care, girl, that was hard work! After all that partying and decorating I bet I burned 1000 calories. I challenge some treadmill joggin’ sap to push garden carts around for 4 hours and see how they feel.
I do not mean to sound whiney. I will get it all together. I simply wish people would occasionally center on what I’ve done instead of what I still must do. I do understand it isn’t simple being you, but it is not easy being me, either. We all have to work strong to be prosperous, I think.