How do I say I am so sorry? No excuse...

My log book has all the data, but I am just waking up and getting back into exercise and shooting and life again. So I apologize to myself and tell you (me) that I will do better in February than I did in January and December. I will look at weekly updates, February and March lend themselves to that a bit better.

I do get so old and am just starting to understand what that really means and accept it, since my mind dwells back there in the thirty-somethings and I haven't been there for a bunch of years - Germany, between 1978-1982, which were very good years for us.

Happy New Year? I am so old...

Okay, December was the pits and I am tired and sinking into the recliner in front of the idiot box - the High Definition Idiot Box by SONY...

Notice the paunch? Yes, when I went shooting yesterday I had trouble with the sitting position and pulse throbs, all that fat to compress works against the belt and only the body is plastic... if I loose the belt and drop thirty pounds over all, I will not have to worry about the throb.

In a couple of days I will be sixty-one working on seventy-some, I can do so much better. I did thirty minutes on the treadmill last night with five pound dumb bells, and that is a start.

01/05/09 weight 213.4 pounds, bp 158/91 Hr 40

Can we do everything in just one day?

I had plans today to become a better me, so I got up early, took my medicines, weighed and measured, had devotions, breakfast and exercised and jogged and was prepared to get my wife to the YMCA and go shoot my pistol and rifle. A better plan would have been to exercise at the YMCA with my wife, have lunch and then go shoot in the afternoon. I wasn't perfect but I was closer than normal.

Weight 205.0 pounds, blood pressure 130/80 and heart rate was 37 bpm. I did 30 reps of the basic 3 exercises, Jogged for 340 calories, 50% fat, Heart rate average 114 bpm, in Zone 29m42s, Exercised 37m17s.

I ate pho for lunch and beef, peas and some rice for dinner. Strange, I have had two comments left on this blog, and I was only doing this for my record - it is boring.

If you want to change your life....

Just head out five minutes earlier than you usually start your commute to work - the traffic isn't the same and the day is now different. I weighed 207.0 pounds on Friday, I weigh 206.5 pounds on Saturday and blood pressure is 132/92 with a heart rate of 101 bpm, which I don't believe since I haven't done anything to get it moving that fast. Better buy a new blood pressure checker.

I check emails and find my sister and my mother and answer Mom, I am glad that North Carolina suited my brother-in-law. Some noise about the house and climate, but I think the visit with daughter and watching grandchildren is much better than the Spring in North Carolina. My wife had a strange dream she had to share, and she did, and during breakfast she starts to unload all her worries and her guilts and needs more than my cold stern disapproval of real feelings and emotions. Where would I ever get more than cold stern old man at? Ugly truth.

I need to get serious about losing weight, she wants me to stick around in our older age. I need the twenty pounds off so the pistol hides better in more places. I stuck it behind my belt and walked the local park with my wife, don't think we bothered anyone so it wasn't seen. Duckling herds go from eight to five to three with the passing of days and the predators, a few will make it to maturity.

Saturday calls to me..

I wake early enough, take the medicine and then turn on the computer. I go weigh, 204.5 pounds this morning, blood pressure is 132/72 with a resting heart rate of 44 beat per minute. Off to get some coffee and breakfast and read blogs and write comments and remember that I should be a quiet lurker unless there is something truly worth mentioning. I finally wake my wife so she can prepare herself for the day. We drive off to Fort Lewis, where they had a big bomb scare yesterday, and find out that her records are completely posted and her ID is very current, she will have to get another in five years but then when she turns seventy-five they will give her one without an expiration date. A few more years.

We decide to go to the YMCA, since it is raining, for our workout and walking. I think I should stop at the Triumph dealer and look into getting a sissy bar for the motorcycle. She agrees and we do, lot of lovely machines on the floor and I ask for and get a sissy bar kit, and my wife sees some gloves she would like to wear - she has boots, gloves and a helmet. As I pay for the purchases she quietly asks if they service mounting the sissy bar, just in case I can't do it. They do, but the salesman and I laugh at me not being able to mount this - he doesn't know how bad I can be on mechanical stuff.

At the YMCA I do five thousand on the rowing machine, she walks laps and then we use different machines for different things. Exercise time was fifty-one minutes for me, but forget the zone and calorie burn, I was just moving. I would do some chin ups at home after I mounted the sissy bar and cleaned then greased the chain on the motorcycle. It was still raining, I am hoping for Sunshine tomorrow so I can ride and pose on my fine, improved for female companionship, motorcycle. I won't have any female companion ship, but it is like preparing for rain, it could happen.

Burned it all out...

Fevered dreams and sweaty sheets by morning the sinus, cold is gone driven away in the night. I am pleased. Tomorrow I will pick my training up again for today I need to adjust all my other stuff. My Triumph needs chain lube, and some cleaning. My bills need attention and paying, my library has two days of work to get started on and the Public Library Human Resources does deserve a return call so we can discuss my future - always good to think one has a future. I weigh 205.5 pounds, blood pressure is 130/83 with a resting heart rate of 38 bpm.