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I went to the gym with Sir today… and after the initial panic attacks, small frustration in our bedroom and welling of tears in the eyes, body fidgeting, and eye darting… i got through it.

i am grateful that this one is 24 hours and that i will not have to be surrounded by people all the time. i just wish the yoga classes were in the afternoon. They are either EARLY in the morning (sleeping time) or later in the evening (working time). Now instead i need to figure out how to do more of it at home. The oldest daughter Belle had a couple of ideas to help –  i will try that first.

The goal i have is to build strength back into my legs again. It was more of a matter of being consistent.

i am just tired – and i don’t like it. It is time to change it.

 



I cannot deny it. I am getting older if I want it to happen or not. It hit me the last couple of weeks more so, as I had to get my eyes checked. I knew they were worse; I had put it off for a few years, not wanting to deal with it – the getting older part. The headaches and squinting were telling me different.

I caved – I went in and finally got them checked. Yep – the one eye got worse – and Yep – You know you are over 40 when they tell you it is time to wear Progressive lens.

Yeah, I know – you get older every second. I am one that has been fighting it for years.

In a sense, I am a vain person when it comes to that. I have seen many people get older, and just don’t give a fuck – and let themselves go.

Sure I need to move my ass a little more – who doesn’t really? It isn’t for the” I need to look skinny” or “I am fat” thoughts – it is more for the need to watch my cholesterol, my sugar intake, and general health.

I don’t want to be older and not healthy. I want to be able to do the things I can do now – 30 years from now. I want to enjoy Life without worrying that I may have a heart attack, kidney and liver issues or I will become diabetic. These are possibilities in my World – both run rampant in my genetics – I have the option to slow the fuckers down or stomp on them altogether.

The OPTION – I can choose to be better at what I am doing to get to that point.

Honestly – I have been choosing better choices, however I could do a better job than I have been.

It is a start if anything.

I started to drink more water, even more so as of late. There are days especially the weekend, where that it becomes hard to remember. To help with this, I have had a water bottle with me to use (thanks to my oldest forgetting it at my house).

I need to start moving even more than I have. I have been trying to find a good yoga program that is not at a weird hour to allow me to sleep and get to work on time.

I have bought a jump rope to up my cardio. This one I can actually enjoy – It is something I used to do in my twenties. It is just a matter of getting back into the swing of things.

The squats – dreaded squats. Those I keep doing however I need to add something to them to not make them so fucking boring.

As for eating better – Less fucking junk – less sugar, more good fat, more protein, and less carbs. This is hard when convenience is the enemy. I think I have better control over this than Sir though. I still need to work on it for both of our sakes. Telling Sir no sometimes is hard to do…however it is my job to do so concerning His and my Health.

Well, I better do something productive now. It is a touch quiet here at work – as you can tell by me writing at work instead of home.

I will update a touch later…

FYI – Water NEEDS a taste – How do people guzzle this down?? It isn’t as tasty as coffee :p



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