Hello Fellow Travelers!
I was going to complain about-marvel at the very dry status (drought-stricken, more like drought-besieged!) of Yosemite but the PS is away and I couldn't figure out how to coordinate our devices ("A picture is worth 1000 words" usually isn't accurate but a picture of a dry Yosemite says it all!)
That will be next time.
This week, however, I'm all alone for what seems a really long time but is, in reality only a few days. Like the Cheeto-Cheetah-Slingshot Master says, "This is where all your skill and training will be put to the test!" (And then some kid launches a cheesy snack at some unsuspecting adult.)
Likewise, I am seeing this time alone as an opportunity to put everything I've learned (so far) into practice. I won't be chucking any Frito/Lay products at anyone's tush though.
I could ask for help, but I want to see what I can do! So what fun would that be? (Asking for help, that is) No fun at all! Fun doesn't really factor into my life these days (I'll be sure to have some when I have time to nap. Like, when I'm dead! ) but measuring my athletic progress does weigh in, heavily. The less I weigh, and the less assistance I need, the better for the Patient Spouse and his back.
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For those of you keeping score at home, I recently added an elliptical machine to my daily routine, so I can use that time at the gym to focus on something else. My short term goal is just to be able to stand unassisted. I know it's kind of ,lame (OK, I'll just say it, "It's really lame!" There! I said it! Happy Pappy?) but it' all about keeping the bar set low, very low.
I'm more imbalanced than ever! The great part? I feel tremendous! Physical pain? Bring It! Extreme Rehab? Bring that too! I'm ready!
I was going to complain about-marvel at the very dry status (drought-stricken, more like drought-besieged!) of Yosemite but the PS is away and I couldn't figure out how to coordinate our devices ("A picture is worth 1000 words" usually isn't accurate but a picture of a dry Yosemite says it all!)
That will be next time.
This week, however, I'm all alone for what seems a really long time but is, in reality only a few days. Like the Cheeto-Cheetah-Slingshot Master says, "This is where all your skill and training will be put to the test!" (And then some kid launches a cheesy snack at some unsuspecting adult.)
Likewise, I am seeing this time alone as an opportunity to put everything I've learned (so far) into practice. I won't be chucking any Frito/Lay products at anyone's tush though.
I could ask for help, but I want to see what I can do! So what fun would that be? (Asking for help, that is) No fun at all! Fun doesn't really factor into my life these days (I'll be sure to have some when I have time to nap. Like, when I'm dead! ) but measuring my athletic progress does weigh in, heavily. The less I weigh, and the less assistance I need, the better for the Patient Spouse and his back.
.
For those of you keeping score at home, I recently added an elliptical machine to my daily routine, so I can use that time at the gym to focus on something else. My short term goal is just to be able to stand unassisted. I know it's kind of ,lame (OK, I'll just say it, "It's really lame!" There! I said it! Happy Pappy?) but it' all about keeping the bar set low, very low.
I'm more imbalanced than ever! The great part? I feel tremendous! Physical pain? Bring It! Extreme Rehab? Bring that too! I'm ready!
There must be a Google-based Medic-Alert technology out there, like an emergency
ReplyDeleteemail mechanism? Do you Text?
Slingshot a Cheeto? The most fun I had with Cheetos was dropping them off
ReplyDeletethe Santa Monica Pier years ago, the sea gulls go crazy for Cheetos!