Fred ,'A Hole in the World'
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When K-Bug was born, her head was cone shaped and covered in small raised polka dots from the vaccum thing they used to help her out.
I'm coming back from the asthma hell hole. Actually did dishes today. Woot. (Don't even get me started on how none of the other three people living here could wash a dish). I have 3 calls this afternoon and I know I'll be exhausted from all that talking. Oh, well. Two of them were originally scheduled for Tuesday.
And, with a shitty update. Now that IDF calls for 30,000 reserve soldiers, my sister's pass isn't really helping anymore.
She thinks she won't get called back, but, you know. You can never know.
Oh Shir. So scary.
(( Shir )) Keep your head down. Crossing fingers and what not that your sister isn't called up. Same for the rest of your friends too.
Apparently I am a sucker for positive reinforcement.
Oh yeah. I don't like using a personal trainer because I reject being pushed and told what to do, but I live for praise.
Oh yeah. I don't like using a personal trainer because I reject being pushed and told what to do, but I live for praise.
My physical therapist wasn't pushy at all (at least the good one wasn't), but the personal trainer yesterday really was. I cannot work out for a straight hour without a break, at least not yet. I did find out that I can use the gliding machine (probably not what it is actually called), of course I can only use it for 2 minutes at a time, but it's a start.
Is twitter broken for anyone else?
Has anyone seen my motivation? Getting anything done is taking way too much energy, and I have a lot of need to get done.
I think mine ran off with yours.
I wanted to use the recumbent bikes at the gym, but my legs are too short. I can't get my leg up high enough to get over the central part, and I got very tired of being the awkward middled-aged fat person in front of all the spandexed college students.
A lot of the machines are geared for someone at least three inches taller than me, and the free weight areas are full of steroid junkies flexing at each other. And the women's section doesn't have many weights, and that's full of spandexed young mothers bitching about their friends and pretending they can still attract the steroid junkies.