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A Gal’s Self-Improvement Kick

Charlene and I have been going real hard to make matters right in each of our worlds. When my 3rd spousal relationship finished, (and let’s just say it “ended,” mmm’kay?) I just knew it had become time to realize a shift. Not only any change, I’m talkin’ a heavy change, honey.

But it just seems everybody wants to keep me out. Life’s so difficult, ain’t it? When I saw my physician to discuss the tummy tuck quote I was quoted, he only ragged me about finding the proper kind of fitness. He knows I’ve been doing everything I can, smearing on the scar zone cream and making all my beauty salon equipment to earn their price.

Yet he only continues lecturing me about dieting and exercise, saying to me my body will respond over the long-term if I handle it like I care for it it.

He is big on biking, but I told him bicycle seats bother me and I just can’t imagine wearing those tight cycling shirts. Is he trying to humiliate me? At least he became a little more moderate when he began talking about things I could do in the comfort of my own home.

A exercise bike may certainly work better for me than riding out in public and weight-lifting benches and exercise mats are a little more my style.

Yet I also feel that I obtain enough exercise in my day-to-day life. Only last calendar week I found lots of exercise pushing around Charlene’s garden cart as we decorated her patio for her sister’s birthday party. Rearranging the garden benches layout for outdoor party seats after moving the Weber 751001 Charcoal Grill made for some good weight lifting. And then the stretching and movement required to get all those string lights position right was like aerobic exercises.

Maybe it sounds like I am making excuses. I do not care, girl, that was hard work! After all that decoratin’ and partyin’ I bet I burned 1000 calories. I dare some treadmill joggin’ fool to press garden carts around for four hours and see how they feel.

I don’t mean to seem querulous. I’ll get it all together. I just wish individuals would occasionally focus on what I’ve finished rather than what I still must do. I know it is not simple being you, but it is not easy being me, either. We all got to work hard to be prosperous, I reckon.

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