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Cut Steve's Blatherings

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Amazing

        It's been about a week, yet I'm still continuing the exercise routine every other day.

        Of course, it's a flexible routine, do as much as I think I can of one of the exercises, no more, but it continues, and I feel fairly good.

        Except for being a bit cold.  It's frigid here in Mpls.  Also a bit sore, but not nearly as bad as when I started.

        Gee, I may actually keep this up.

        Next, get the Chi Gong going at least evey other day.

Monday, November 28, 2005

Well, We Tried to See "Walk the Line."

        When we got to our usual theatre, the parking lot was nearly full, and "Walk" was sold out. So was "Goblet," which we might have been willing to see again.  So we left.

        Went to TGI Friday's for dinner, and split an appetizer. It tasted good going down, not so good coming up — I have got to learn to chew more thoroughly.

        Sunday was pretty nice.  I was still sore, but managed to work out some. At the moment, I don't feel as bad as I did Friday.

        We'll see what comes up today. I'll do at least a light workout if I can.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

Yesterday was Cold and Sore, Today is Just Sore

        Woke up in the middle of the night, stayed awake.  K. came home, and said it was snowing pretty hard.  "It's a winter wonderland."  I replied that remarks like that were taking her life in her hands.

        Two weeks ago, I said I was going to start an exercise program on the 13th.  That night, I had a tremendous bellyache, and I decided to wait another day or two.  After much procrastination, I did start the exercises yesterday.  Since the exercises in question have a lot of squats and such, and since I still weigh 290, by the time I was finished, I could barely walk.

        After resting a while, I took a shower, dressed, and went outside, "limping on both legs."  I shoveled out the pad behind the garage (fortunately, it was very light and fluff, so I could use my push shovel), then K. and I were off to the barbers'.  I was at least an inch overdue for a trim, but I procrastinate on haircuts too.

        Then, to the pure hell feature of the day — shopping.  K. had decided to buy me a new jacket for Xmas, me having lost 175 lbs. (oh, you should have seen the struggles last year, trying to get the seat belt of her car buckled over the gut and the coat; hilarious, in a pathetic way).  I hadn't stopped to think that I was going into a clothing store with my dear, sweet, wonderful spouse.  One jacket with hood, two pairs of pants, and six new shirts later (I managed to hold the line against new underwear), it was off to the library.  I dropped off Zathura (if I see a movie and like it, I almost invariably read the book), was disgusted to learn that I had no books waiting, and then went for lunch — in my case, some chicken and wild rice soup.  Headed for home, with a stop at Cub along the way (Cub's a discount grocer, cheapest prices in the Twin Cities I know of).  Forgot to buy more yogurt, but got some soup and milk and ice cream (without ice cream, life has no meaning).  Got home, shoveled the pad, behind the garage, the path to the back door, the path around the house, the walkway to the street, the sidewalk, and a good part of the lawn (the mailman cuts across the lawn, so I shovel the path from the house next door to ours to the next house; Lord knows we give him enough to carry that at least his footing should be secure).  We'd had around two and a half inched total fall.

        After my hands thawed (note to self, find gloves, put in new jacket's pockets), I ate desert, a piece of pumpkin creme pie (we'd lunched at Baker's Square®).  Then I finished reading a book that had been hanging fire for a while (Bush vs. the Beltway, which I need as research for my Plamegate history over on Fat Steve's Blatherings).  K., having been up all night, was asleep, so I joined her.

        Another exciting day at chez St. Onge.  I hope I can stand the excitement.

        By the way, another hundred lbs. and I won't be fat anymore.  So I'll need a new name for Fat Steve's Blatherings.  Suggestions, anyone?

        If I can work up the energy to stand, I'll try some chi qong exercise.  Chi gong is mystical crap spiritual/psychic healing from China, and I wouldn't waste a split second on it if it weren't for the fact that it works.  But it does, as I've proven to myself in the past.  Embarrassing, for a hard head like me, but facts are facts.  Later today, we'll go see Walk the Line, and perhaps stop at our local library branch to get a book I have waiting (not the library I went to yesterday, that's closed).  May watch some TV, we're behind on Lost and Gilmore Girls.  Otherwise, not much on the plate.

        Hope you're doing well, all.

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Damn, but it's COLD.

        I'm about ready to go into hibernation, here in the house.

        Also very windy, which of course doesn't help.

        Meanwhile, today is Thanksgiving, and I hope you all enjoy it.  We here at St. Onge Manor will ignore it -- K. works tonite, and we've both had the stomach stapling operation, so it would be hard to do much of anything even if she were off.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Going to the Movie Tomorrow

        K. works tomorrow.  Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire opens tomorrow.  Tomorrow opens at 12:00 AM.  K.'s shift starts at 11:00 PM.  So we'll see the first showing tomorrow, which is in five and three quarter hours. ;-D

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Antsy Feelings

        I'm really twitchy and nervous tonite/this morning, for no reason I can see.  I tried to sleep earlier, and couldn't, so here I am, doing late night blogging.  I also still have the free floating anger I mentioned in yesterday's post.  Why, I still can't imagine.

        A day and a half ago, I mentioned a weather forecast, which said we'd get zero to eight inches of snow.  Well, yesterday about 5:00 PM, it finally started to come down, initially as rain.  For a while it didn't stick, but by 2:00 AM, there was maybe a half-inch of light stuff out there.

        Later: spent the last few hours doing some cleaning, including ripping boxes apart.  I feel much better now.

        Still later, around noon: Going to try to sleep now.  It's about 5°F outside.  Thank God for electric blankets and central heating.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Bad Mood Rising

        I'm feeling a certain free-floating annoyance right now, and I've been this way all night long.  I don't know why, though.

        At least I'm OK physically.  Saturday night, I had a tremendous stomach ache, to the point where I several times considered waking K. up and asking her to drive me to the hospital.  No nausea, just pain.  I was pretty well recovered the next day, though I have had occasional minor pain since.

        First unexplainable pain, now unexplainable anger.  What gives?

Monday, November 14, 2005

Taking a Bold Stand

        The weather people are predicting 0-8 inches of snow.  Right this moment, it's 42° Farenheit, which means even if it snows, it won't stick — unless there's enough that it does.

        On the other hand, it might rain; might not.  Tomorrow, more of the same uncertainty.

        Still, winter has begun.  They're already distinguishing between temperature and chill factor in the forecasts.

Saturday, November 12, 2005

What Happened to Autumn?

        It's cold in Minneapolis.  Our highs are in the thirties to forties, and there's a chance of snow next week.

        I used today to finish most yard work.  I have one stubborn tree that still hasn't shed its leaves, but the rest are pretty bare.  I mowed, then tied the safety handle down and let the mower run dry.  The leaves were shoveled out of the alley into piles, and mostly bagged (it started to rain, and I left a couple bags piled).  Tomorrow, I'll distribute them onto the flower beds, so that they'll be mulch rather than waste in a landfill.

        The exercise of doing all that took a surprising amount of energy out of me, and left me rather sore, but not really bad.  I've lost enough weight now that I don't feel tired just moving around (try carrying a 'pack' of 170 lbs, and see how YOU feel).  Tomorrow, I also start an exercise program I've been planning a while.

        Normally, K. and I would have gone to the movies today, but I was tired enough to not want to.  K. has tomorrow off, so we'll go then, and see Zathura.  Yesterday, we went to see Chicken Little, which I enjoyed, but am not gigantically enthusiastic about.  Still, I did enjoy it, and recommend it for children and those like K. and I, who enjoy good kids' movies.

Hope you're doing well.

Vodkalanche!

        Steve Green at VodkaPundit linked to FatSteve's Blatherings, and called my post "fascinating stuff."

        That feels good.  Thanks again, Mr. Green.

Monday, November 07, 2005

What IS It With Bill?

        OK, I can understand Bubba not being able to keep his hands of the ladies, buy now, even his portrait is engaged in groping young girls!

Same Old Bill, Can't Keep His Hand Off Alito's Daughter
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WHOOPEE!

        I just weighed myself, and I'm down to 290 lbs!

        It's probably been fifteen to twenty years since I've weighed less than 300.

        Thank you, Jesus, for bariatric surgery.

        I can't believe how light on my feet I'm starting to feel.

        If you, too, have a persistent problem with morbid obesity, I really suggest you look into this possibility.




 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Somewhat sick

        That's how I've been the past few days, with several bouts of nausea and vomiting.  Which is a large part of why I haven't been posting much of anything.

        Will someone please strangle the person who's laughing and saying, 'Yeah, and your natural laziness had nothing to do with it, right?'  Wait, that's my wife.  "Never mind!"

        Truly, I was ill, but laziness was probably the larger factor.  The Seasonal Affective Disorder played a role too.  But still, pure laziness was probably the main culprit.