I Lost Weight!
I lost 6 pounds last week. I decided to do something about of all the enjoyment I gained during the holidays. I still have a way to go.
I picked back up exercising and being selective and even writing down what I eat. I expect the first week to be a surge then my weight lost will probably trickle down a little each week.
Why am I doing such a foolish thing? I was overweight when I had my heart-attack, and after I trimmed up after that, I regained it, and then I had a stroke.
Its about that time again.
I was talking to someone without a pound of fat on him a year or ago and he was telling me how rigid his diet was, no fried food, no fast food, no ice cream, or it seemed anything else tasteful. He said unless he is ran over by a train, he will live to be over a hundred.
“But why would you want to?” was my immediate thought.
That reminds me of two relatives which were brothers talking at a Christmas gathering. I will call one C and one P. P, overweight, was talking about the fine tasteful quality of whole milk over low-fat milk. C told him whole milk was bad and low-fat milk was better for him. P scoffed at the idea. While the two were sitting talking the subject of cemetery lots came up and C said they bought a plot. C said he and his wife has not got around to it yet, but needed to buy lots too. C said they have two plots too many and C and his spouse were welcome to take those two for their cost, which the value has went up. C was interested and talked to him more about it.
Where were C’s wife and P’s wife during this conservation? Outside smoking.
In a very short time, about two months, P died. Eight months later C’s wife died, and two and half years later P’s wife died. The three are buried in the same cemetery plot, which you can just about go back to the two brothers’ conversation and link the cemeteries.
Well, I thought it was ironic anyway.