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The song of the day... IS....

Under Pressure - David Bowie

"um be dah day.. um be dah day.. be day dah... be day dah..
THAT'S OK!
it's the pressure of knowing what this world is about..
Watching some good friends screaming "LET ME OUT"
Praying tomorrow takes me higher
Pressure on People

Yep.. and that's the way it feels sometimes.  Ok... so this afternoon I was still at 220.. Amen.. moving right along... doing the do.

Something strange is definitely going on in my left leg.. but no matter.. the do has to be done.

Everywhere I look I see "help wanted" signs.... every store.. windows..  I guess I'm getting antsy.. anxious to get back in the game.  I seem to be working with an open offer for a management position.  I don't want to wait on it too long, but I know I can't be on my feet for a lot of hours and to be honest, I can't imagine having to dress with this body.  I dunno...  I'm anxious to get my feet wet.  I was giving myself until the end of June to reach my first goal weight.. but it's slowin' down, and I don't know how much longer I can hang out being a slug.

"It's the terror of knowing what this world is about..
Watching some good friends screaming LET ME OUT"

I couldn't believe the number of people waiting to get in the gym at 1:00 today. I was like.. OH no..  kinda made me feel like there wouldn't be a piece of cardio to be had, but I notice that a lot of folks don't bother with it.  I see some token warm ups.. and for sure it means.. MORE for me when it comes to the availability of cardio machines I can actually DO on the FIRST floor.  Haha... I grabbed a water and a towel, threw my bag in a locker and tetered out there... YES.. two empty treadmills!   And lo and behold.. when I was done, I found my favorite tanning bed EMPTY!  OH YA... "tan me".. 

I sooooooooooooooooooooo miss the beach.  I think that's going to be a righteous trip.. throwing a guitar in the back of the stang and head back down the west coast of FL for a weekend.  Stop in and see my brandy new grand nephew..  get up early and beach it all day.... go back to my hotel and clean up....  take a guitar back down for sunset.... OOOOh...   

"bee day duh.. bee day duh... okay"

It's kinda chilly right now....  just waitin' on the sky to figure out it can be dark by now.  I got a fire lit..chores done....  different bat day.. same bat channel.

March 28, 2008

Alrighty ...  the first song which popped into my head this morning was More Than A Feeling:  Boston.  Oh.. I always wake up to a song.. and I never know which one it's going to be.  It carries me through the morning routine of putting on the coffe, making the breakfast, washing dishes, throwing clothes either into the washer, making Jon's lunch and snack for the day... yanno, the things which need to be done all within an hour.

I don't have to be at the gym until 5:00pm today.  It's a strange hour but my trainer has something to do earlier in the day.  Since I'm the only one with no life, I work around his schedule when need be.  I'm fine with that.  Our latest accomplishment has been getting me up and down the stairs at the gym.  We go up 'em and work out up there, then come down when we're finished.  Yesterday we did some mat exercises specific to addressing the arthritis in my hips.  I'm sore today, but better off for it, I'm sure.  Kudos to Andrew for recognizing the need to address this.  I was trying to avoid some of the more painful movements.. but he's not letting me get away with that anymore.  LOL

Today I woke up with a 113 fasting blood glucose and 222 on the scale.  It's moving!  I would eventually like to see a 90 in the morning, but I seem to have always had dawn syndrome.  113 is a heck of a lot better than waking in the 300's like I used to do.  Praise God.. all without insulin.

So.. the deal for today is:  Move.. get things done.  Clean, work in the yard..  MAYBE shop for clothes (touchy subject).  I have no clue what size I am at this point.  I'm buying XL in shirts, but so many of them are made to FIT.. yanno.. they're stretchy.. and I hate that.  It's like advertising my stomache.  I gotta find some work out T's.  2 xl's are too big on the shoulders.. I need cotton.. just cotton.. not cotton lycra or spandex lycra.. or spandex cotton.. LOL.. JUST cotton!  I fell in love with one style, but can't find it anywhere but at Gold's gym, and the one I got fell apart after 2 washings.  I need THAT style in a sturdier design and fabric.

Alrighty then.. time to move!