It Gets Harder Before It Gets Simpler
Carla and I are going super hard to work things better in each of our lives. When my 3rd marriage ended, (and let’s just say it “ended,” mmm’kay?) I just knew it was time to realize a change. Not just any shift, I am talking a serious change, girlfriend.
But it only seems everyone wants to hold me out. Life is so difficult, isn’t it? When I visited my doctor to discuss the tummy tuck price I was quoted, he only lectured me about getting the right form of exercise. He recognizes I have been doing everything I can, plastering on the scar zone cream and making all my beauty salon equipment to earn their cost.
But he just continues lecturing me about diet and exercise, telling me my body will improve over the long term if I treat it as if I care for it it.
He’s strong on biking, but I told him cycle seats bother me and I just can’t fathom putting on those tight cycling shirts. Is he trying to abase me? At least he became a little more moderate when he started talking about things I could do in the comfort of my own home.
Exercise bikes may surely function easier for me than riding out in the open and weight benches and exercise mat are a little more my speed.
Yet I likewise feel that I obtain enough fitness in my daily life. Just last calendar week I got tons of exercise tugging around Carla’s garden cart while we adorned her yard for her sister’s birthday party. Rearranging the outdoor bench layout for outdoor party seats after moving the Weber Charcoal Grill made for some good weight lifting. And then the stretching and effort necessary to get all those position proper was like aerobics.
Maybe it sounds like I am making excuses. I don’t care, friend, that was hard work! After all that decorating and partying I bet I burned 1000 calories. I dare some treadmill joggin’ sap to push garden carts around for 5 hours and see how they feel.
I do not mean to sound querulous. I will get it all together. I only wish people would occasionally focus on what I have finished instead of what I still must complete. I do understand it is not simple being you, but it is not easy being me, either. We all have to work hard to be prosperous, I guess.
