I haven’t been in three weeks.  The first two weeks was all about the snow that I love and the chaos it causes upon the streets. 

I don’t drive in iffy road conditions — unless it is to get home.  And in that case?  You do not want to be the person in the car behind me.  Unless you are driving a tank and will just roll over me in my car…

I even avoid walking in well trafficed areas because I am afraid of the car that might miss some random piece of slick spot and come careening up on the sidewalk and into me.

I also have a huge fear of falling.  Recovering from a fall can totally ruin my day.

And the third week?   Because last weekend I did something really STOOPID, which hurt my back and kept me down most of last week.

But back to going to the gym…

I was nearly up to my goal of hour and a half when working out so I’m hoping I can jump right back into that because what I really want to do is workout … twice a day … six days a week.

Seriously.  Because remember?  I AM FAT. 

AND I’VE GAINED LIKE 11 POUNDS SINCE I LOST MY JOB. 

That would be 11 of the 73 pounds I’ve lost since 2007.  WTF?  There’s not supposed to be any going backwards.  Ugh Ughn.  Nope.

That first workout would be in the morning, between 8 and 10 am, after I’ve taken Darling Hubby work.  That morning workout results in far less problems with my arthritis, makes and keep me strong, and allows me the endurance I need to to regular physical activities.

Regular physical activities?

Oh, you know.  The simple every day activities that most people take for granted.  Like going up or down a couple of flights of stairs; walking the dog; taking a shower; doing laundry; cleaning up around the house; or grocery shopping.

Not going to the gym, at least three times a week, makes all of these things very tiring and painful.  I don’t like feeling tired or being in pain all the time.

Going to the gym at least three times a week also gives me tremendous mental and emotional strength. 

I know!  I take meds for those!  But the time I spend in the gym helps me just as equally.  The meds and the gym complement each other for a better overall me.

So.  My morning workout of at least three times a week is just for my overall general health.  The second workout in the afternoon (before I pick up my hubby from work) would be just like the one in the morning.  Identical.  Except for it would be aimed at losing weight — as would the additional three days a week and two workouts a day.

I’m not interested in spending 6 or 8 hours a day at they gym like those poor pholks on The Biggest Loser.  I really do have a life I need to be living.  Nor am I considering the gastric bypass procedure.

Plus!  Did you know most of those people gain all the weight back and then some?  Hey, I read it on the internet and heard it on the news.  I believe it, too.

Wanna know why?

Because almost everyone I know that had the gastric bypass procedure have gained back at least half their weight, all of it, or even more.  And going by what’s on the internet and news, it’s pretty much like that for most of those poor pholks.

All that suffering.  And it is suffering.  Working out that many hours a day.  Losing all that weight so quickly from the bypass procedure (basically starving for the first 6-9 months after, seriously).

Now I’ve not lost as much as they said I could with my lapband, but, I did lose weight and I had also stopped gaining weight.  And at the alarming weight I was starting to gain weight?  Well, hell I’d probably be at 400 pounds or more by now!

Though there are times when I would have loved the side benefit of the bypass — no more diabetes.

I still have my lapband.  My little pouch is not stretched out at all.  If I eat something too fast or too much, I will either lose it or be really uncomfortable while it funnels its way to my stomach.  Ach!

So why have I gained 11 pounds in the four months I’ve been unemployed?

Ice cream.  Cookies dunked in my coffee.  Lots of ice cream and cookies.  Nearly every day.  Crap, but that stuff is so good!

And so I’ve come to the conclusion that since I don’t have a job I should make becoming as healthy and fit as I can my number one priority.  It’s not like I don’t have the time.  It’s something I should be hard at work with and sincerely committed to.

Besides, I have all the tools and time I need available to me.  Right? 

Exactly.

And in two or three weeks I won’t even need to drive to the gym.  I’LL BE BACK ON MY BIKE AGAIN.

Woot!

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