Today my back is in bad shape. I have lost most of the strength in my left leg as well. That has happened periodically since the back injury so I am not real concerned about it. It usually takes 3-4 days and I am fine. It just makes any normal things a chore to accomplish.
Throughout my life I have kind of been the weight loss kid who cries wolf. Not that I was doing the actual "crying". What I mean is I would lose 35-30 pounds, enough for people who know me to notice. That would bring the whole "hey are you losing weight"/ "good job"/"keep it up" thing in to play. The problem is I would not keep it up. Inevitably I would gain it back plus add a little. That is how you go from 437 to 217 to 525 without feeling like you ran into a brick wall. Well that is until you finally buy a scale that will tell you that you weigh 525 pounds. Hello wall.
I bring it up because today would be the type of day that I would start to regress. Hey my back hurts and it is tough to walk. Perfect excuse to sit on my ass all day, right? It might even be a good excuse for a couple of burgers or a pack of hot dogs. (as I think this the dog Vinny is shaking his head yes)
The answer is NO. Obviously. This time is different. While I will surely sit on my ass most of the day. I will also take Vin for a walk. The weight lifting I have been doing is also part of this nice Sunday afternoon. With that I will leave you with this great Willie Nelson Tune.
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