It Gets Harder Before It Comes Easier

Carla and I are going real hard to work matters better in our worlds. After my third marriage finished, (and let’s just say it “ended,” mmm’kay?) I just recognized it was time to force a shift. Not only some shift, I am talking a serious shift, sweetheart.

But it only looks like everybody wants to keep me down. Life is so difficult, isn’t it? When I visited my doctor to discuss the tummy tuck price I had been quoted, he just ragged me about getting the proper form of exercise. He recognizes I’ve been doing everything I can, plastering on the scar zone cream and making all my beauty salon equipment to earn their price.

Yet he just continues lecturing me about diet and fitness, saying to me that my body will respond over the long term if I handle it like I love it.

He’s big on biking, but I enjoined him cycle seats bother me and I just cannot fathom wearing those small cycling shirts. Is he trying to humiliate me? At least he became a little more reasonable when he started talking about stuff I could do in the solace of my own house.

Exercise bikes might surely function easier for me than riding out in the open and weight benches and mats for exercise are a bit more my speed.

Yet I also argue that I obtain enough exercise in my day-to-day life. Only last calendar week I got tons of exercise tugging around Charlene’s garden cart while we decorated her backyard for her sister’s party. Arranging the garden bench layout for outside party seats after moving the Weber 751001 Charcoal Grill made for some good weight lifting. And then the stretching and movement necessary to get all those position right was like aerobics.

Maybe it sounds like I am making excuses. I do not care, girlfriend, that was hard work! After all that partying and decorating I bet I burned 1000 calories. I dare some treadmill jogging fool to push garden carts around for 4 hours and see how they feel.

I don’t mean to seem querulous. I’ll get it all in concert. I only wish people would sometimes center on what I have accomplished rather than what I still need to do. I do understand it is not easy being you, but it is not easy being me, either. We all got to work hard to be prosperous, I guess.