I’ve really done it this time. I must enjoy pain.
I have joined the fitness center.
Why am I doing this to myself? Besides having a fat ass, I am nearly diabetic. I do not want to take insulin injections. My blood pressue has been borderline high, it used to be borderline low. I hate getting old. And, my genetics suck as well concerning both conditions.
So now I am sweating like a pig at the local gym….scary sight it is. I want to smash all the mirrors in that place. Luckily so far, the only people present at the gym mid-late mornings were the personal trainers (sadomachoistics) and a handful of really old people (worse off than me).
My one highlight is the wonderful stand up tanning booth I can relax in after my workouts.
My fat ass looks mucho better with a tan.
Did I mention my good doctor gave me some happy pills too? A little something to keep me on an even keel.
Ah, life is still good on the Reservation.
I just started reading HEARTSTOPPER by Joy Fielding. So far, it is a really great read, like all of her books.
My reading time is hampered, more craziness here on The Res. School field trips, fundraisers, baseball games and tournaments, back to OKC to the OSSM school, numerous medical appointments….the list is endless.
Funny thing. The lady sitting next to me on my flight from DFW to Tulsa was reading the same Joy Fielding book. I told the lady she had great taste in reading material. She also had a nice Louis Vuitton bag I was admiring. She did compliment me on my new Coach bag. I would have swapped her bags in a heartbeat though!
My chubby little toes for Kila.
The paint in the photo has the coolest looking eyes and long eyelashes!
Oklahoma is green, green, green and getting greener….in between the flooding spells.
I’ve been able to sneak out on Scooter twice. Both times he acted like a 2 year old. I was just as happy as I was disgusted with his misbehaving antics. We rode past a trash can lid, no wind, it was not moving. Scooter acted like it was chasing him, silly horse.
So, I worked the Old Guy in some wide circles and even wider figure eights. He did his lead changes wonderfully. Scooter was a bit rusty with the flying lead changes, but I’m cool with that, it’s been awhile since we’ve done much ground work.
Scooter still has it though.