Saturday, May 25, 2013
got my 12500 steps in, 29 stairs, dips, calves, now having adult beverages. sweet
Friday, May 24, 2013
Some folks look at me and see a certain swagger, which in Texas is called "walking." - George W. Bush
quick acountability update for me. 13,500 steps, 29 stairs, calves, shoulders
ok. sorry to disappoint all the hundreds and thousands of my dedicated followers but i've got nothing for you today. though i hear my posts are getting rave reviews and i'm up for a bloggy or grammy, or oscar, or pulitzer. pretty cool huh. yeah ok, you got me. just telling a small white lie.
so what's the harm in a small white lie. i'm telling y'all, that fish was thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis big and i had to use a crane to get it in the boat. (it was really a bluegill but what's the harm). I mean it was so hot today my groceries exploded as i was taking them in the house (ok, i dropped an egg on south texas pavement and it started to fry). small lies, makes for a good story, who's it hurting.
why are most of us on this website. bueller. bueller. anybody. right. we all have weight issues. which have led to sleep issues, self esteem issues, anxiety issues, and other more serious physical and mental health issues. so what we need to do is stop lying to ourselves and accept that we are who we are because we did it to ourselves. if you look in the mirror and say i hate the way i look and you do nothing about it, then guess what. you're ok with how you look and just want to complain. not being mean, just telling it the way it is. i've been there my whole life. since age 10 i've been within 10 pounds of my ideal weight for maybe 3 years. i'm 44. do the math. i've been out of shape and overweight for 31 years. and i was secretly ok with it because i never did anything about it. people can have sympathy for those of us with weight problems, but if we don't lift a finger to help ourselves, then really why should they care, because we obviously don't.
so white lies. you tell them to yourselves all the time. well, i only ordered a small fry with my chicken nuggets (though you did eat half of your kids fries from her happy meal-i do that every friday with my daughter). i only had 1 glass of milk with breakfast. did you really. or did you add in just and extra couple of ounces. good, add 30 calories. i had a salad for lunch and it was delicious and healthy. ok, sir, answer the detectives questions please. did you put croutons on the salad. you did. you know they're called salad bombs because you just destroyed your healthy salad. oh and we have on camera that you put 2 servings of ranch dressing on instead of 1. put your hands behind your back because your going to food jail.
we need to be accountable folks. i got on the scale this morning. it said 208.8 (hate the point thing, i like round numbers). That's 80 lbs. haven't seen that side of 210 since the 1990's. i'm happy. am i thrilled. no. i've been faithful to weight watchers for about a year and a half. haven't strayed that often, though the closer i get to my goal of 189 (that's my 100 lb mark) the more i slip off the path i've been working so hard on. full disclosure, last weekend i had 5 medium oreo cookie blizzards (damn buy one get one free coupons). boo!!! i stumbled. we all stumble. but you gotta get back up, dust yourself off and get back on the horse that brung ya.
so i need to give up my white lies. i need to leave my daughters fries alone. i need to portion things out better. make better choices. we all do. we gotta get healthy. we gotta be happy with who and what we are. if you can't commit to what you need to do to live that long life with your wife or husband and watch your kids grow than realize that and be happy with what you are now.
so from now on, nobody gets to tell white lies. except for me. cause after all, i'm from Texas and we all know, white lies make the stories better. I ever tell you about the time I stopped a charging longhorn with a staple gun. I mean it's horns were THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS
this blog brought to you courtesy of no sleep, a pot of coffee and 2 mountain dews.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Steve's log: way too late for me and too early for you
ok, here's the who cares part. got in my 20+ stairs, 10,000+ steps, assorted planks, and calf raises today. good job, yay me. now on to more important things.
I work as a temp at a Honda plant. I sand cars. trained monkeys can do it. it doesn't require a lot of brain power. I work with good people. we talk a lot while we work. most people do at they're work places. but you also have a lot of time to think. The big topic the last couple of days is about the tragedy in oklahoma (more to come on that). and before that the bombing in boston. and before that the shooting in connecticut. and before that...you get the picture. so what's that have to do with preventable mistakes.
mistakes happen. you spend $10 to see a crappy movie, you buy some clothes you later realize that you have no business wearing, you go on a date with a person you have nothing in common with. all mistakes. but you didn't know that when you did it. you realized it after the fact.
here's the one thing you can do before the fact. do you have kids, a spouse, mom, dad, someone special. tell them you love them. everyday and twice on sundays. all the tragedy's that this country has been thru lately, makes your head swim. you wanna bet there was a mom who dropped her 1st grader off at the school in connecticut and her mind was on all the things she had to do that day and forgot to tell her daughter she loved her and now never will. or a husband in oklahoma who was ticked at his wife for some stupid reason but he walked out of the house to go to work, and now she's gone along with the house and he'll never get to say I love you again.
I'm an only child. small family. 2 aunts, 2 uncles, neither with kids so no cousins. no brothers. grandparents have been gone for years. i haven't seen my aunts and uncles since the 90's. When I lost my job we wound up moving an hour away from my parents. which isn't bad since I used to live in dayton and they lived in San Antonio TX. 1 hour's better than 26. I grew up never having to share my parents affection so it's very easy for me to tell them I love them. I tell them all the time. I'm lucky in that i have a beautiful daughter who had my heart from the second i saw her. I have a lovely beautiful wife that i've been married to for 11 years. can't imagine life without her. I tell both of them I love them. everyday and 3 times on sunday.
but my wife never tells her parents or her brother or sister that. she'll tell her cousin that but not her immediate family. it boggles my mind. maybe that's the difference in a small family and a big family, i don't know.
could you live with yourself if something happened to someone you loved and the last time you saw them you didn't tell them. my daughter knows i love her. so does my wife. so do my folks. maybe its just something that makes me feel better to tell them. but in today's world what does it hurt. think about it. ever driven by a fatal car accident. someone's husband, wife, son, daughter, mother, father aren't gonna be home. 3 small words. takes 2 seconds. 2 seconds you can't get back.
last but definitely not least, Oklahoma. Tornado's are a freak of nature with no logic and only random destruction at it's heart. I've been thru cities after a twisters rolled thru and the destruction is awesome and horrific. you see a cluster of 4 houses and 1 of them will still be standing untouched while the other 3 are flattened. you see pieces of straw shot thru a telephone pole. tractor trailers tossed hundreds of yards. a guy i work with had letters dumped in his yard after the xenia ohio tornado of 74. that was an f5. and the guy i work with lived 60 miles away.
If your the religious type and you haven't done it, please say a prayer that they can recover and move forward. if your not religious, hope for the best for them. Thanks.
y'all have a good morning.
live long and prosper america
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
sparkdate 52213 1:15 blah blah whatever else kirk says
things have a way of working out. my lovely beautiful daughter decided she wanted to go on a bike ride after school. so i got some more steps in. sweet.
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
morning everybody. i'm still struggling with an intro here. maybe a sparkdate like in star trek. gotta release the inner geek every now and then
Steve's log, sparkdate 52213.
So the theme is just because it's not recorded doesn't mean its wasted. this sort of covers all ground. I went for my run/walk this morning and did 3000 steps. awesome. great. hooray for me. but i found out i left my fitbit (sorta like a hi-tech pedometer) at home. boo!!! stupid me. so instead of having almost 6.000 of my 10,000 steps in at 10 in the morning i'm sitting at 3,000. plus the 6 flights of stairs i did. not recorded. but does it mean the effort was wasted. nope. still feeling good about the morning. and yes I still need to do my squats and planks.
So the question is, does everything good that you do have to be recorded or recognized to make it meaningful. I'm a Texan. born and raised, proud of it. Haven't really lived there since 79. Still tell people all about Texas. part of that is the way I was raised. Please, yes sir, no sir, yes ma'am, no ma'am. I'm all about manners. I still open doors for people, someone asks me a question or stops to talk I'll give them my time and no be impatient. but do i do this so they'll say thank you, or compliment me. nope. nice when they but don't get upset when they don't. I do it cause it's the right thing to do. and i know that my efforts are not wasted even if they aren't recognized. let's face it, in today's day and age manners are dying out as people become more focused on themselves and their electronic devices.
as long as you know what you're doing is right, you need no recognition. Does a parent need a thank you for cleaning up their kids scraped knee. Do you need a thanks from your boss for doing the daily report correctly. feel good about it. Know you did what was right, or that you did your best. my fitbit is 3000 steps shy. am I bummed. Yep. Does it ruin my day. nope. still feeling good though cause i know my efforts weren't wasted. besides, now I'm gonna have to go do another 3000 steps. no harm in that, only burnt calories and pounds lost.
it's all water over the bridge or under the dam now (or wherever water goes). just gotta remember to double check next time i'm headed out.
y'all have a good day. thanks for letting me ramble. Mr. Scott, 1 to beam up
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