8/17/08 Captain Jack's Repossession Repo Cruise to PC thru TPC Part 12

[wheelerkidz3]

Maybe this has been posted here before but I am going through my mountain of emails and thought this was pretty cute.


Dear Diary,

For my 50th birthday this year, my wife (the dear) purchased a week of personal training at the local health club for me. Although I am still in great shape since playing on my college football team 30 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.

I called the club and made my reservation with a personal trainer named Belinda, who identified herself as a 26 year old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear. My wife seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress.

MONDAY:
Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Belinda waiting for me. She was something of a Greek goddess -- with blonde hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile.
Woo Hoo!!!!!

Belinda gave me a tour and showed me the machines . She took my pulse after 5 minutes on the treadmill. She was alarmed that my pulse was so fast, but I attributed it to standing next to her in her Lycra aerobics outfit. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which she conducted her aerobics class after my workout today.

Very inspiring, Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time she was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week!!

TUESDAY:
I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Belinda made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air, and then she put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile. Belinda's rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT!! It's a whole new life for me.

WEDNESDAY:
The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot.

Belinda was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club members. Her voice is a little too perky for early in the morning and when she scolds, she gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying.

My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Belinda put me on the stair monster. Why would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Belinda told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life.

THURSDAY:
Belinda was waiting for me with her vampire-like teeth exposed as her thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a half an hour late; it took me that long to tie my shoes.

Belinda took me to work out with dumbbells. When she was not looking, I ran and hid in the men's room.. She sent Lars to find me, then, as punishment, put me on the rowing machine -- which I sank.

FRIDAY:
I hate that witch Belinda more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic little cheerleader. If there were a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat her with it.

Belinda wanted me to work on my triceps I don't have any triceps. And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the stupid barbells or anything else that weighs more than a sandwich.

The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?

SATURDAY:
Belinda left a message on my answering machine in her grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today. Just hearing her made me want to smash the machine with my planner. However, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel.

SUNDAY:
I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that next year, my wife, will choose a gift for me that is fun, like a root canal.

 

[tom31b]

awesome videos!! my kids still don't know that we'll be taking this TOAL, and i find it hard to not show them these videos yet...i don't want to give anything away!

I have been (and Lisa before me) linking the posts with the vids/pics in the summaries, so they should be easier to find. But with the thread approaching 60 grand and each summary for one grand, it will take some work to go through them.

 

[Diznyfan68]

Maybe this has been posted here before but I am going through my mountain of emails and thought this was pretty cute.


Dear Diary,

For my 50th birthday this year, my wife (the dear) purchased a week of personal training at the local health club for me. Although I am still in great shape since playing on my college football team 30 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.

I called the club and made my reservation with a personal trainer named Belinda, who identified herself as a 26 year old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear. My wife seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress.

MONDAY:
Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Belinda waiting for me. She was something of a Greek goddess -- with blonde hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile.
Woo Hoo!!!!!

Belinda gave me a tour and showed me the machines . She took my pulse after 5 minutes on the treadmill. She was alarmed that my pulse was so fast, but I attributed it to standing next to her in her Lycra aerobics outfit. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which she conducted her aerobics class after my workout today.

Very inspiring, Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time she was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week!!

TUESDAY:
I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Belinda made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air, and then she put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile. Belinda's rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT!! It's a whole new life for me.

WEDNESDAY:
The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot.

Belinda was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club members. Her voice is a little too perky for early in the morning and when she scolds, she gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying.

My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Belinda put me on the stair monster. Why would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Belinda told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life.

THURSDAY:
Belinda was waiting for me with her vampire-like teeth exposed as her thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a half an hour late; it took me that long to tie my shoes.

Belinda took me to work out with dumbbells. When she was not looking, I ran and hid in the men's room.. She sent Lars to find me, then, as punishment, put me on the rowing machine -- which I sank.

FRIDAY:
I hate that witch Belinda more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic little cheerleader. If there were a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat her with it.

Belinda wanted me to work on my triceps I don't have any triceps. And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the stupid barbells or anything else that weighs more than a sandwich.

The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?

SATURDAY:
Belinda left a message on my answering machine in her grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today. Just hearing her made me want to smash the machine with my planner. However, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel.

SUNDAY:
I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that next year, my wife, will choose a gift for me that is fun, like a root canal.

 

[FairyGodmama]

Okay, it happened again. I was logged in as The FairyGodmother and then when I posted it switched me to FairyGodmama. I never even closed the page. Why is it doing this. I don't want a split identity.

 

[Grandma x3]

Maybe this has been posted here before but I am going through my mountain of emails and thought this was pretty cute.


Dear Diary,

For my 50th birthday this year, my wife (the dear) purchased a week of personal training at the local health club for me. Although I am still in great shape since playing on my college football team 30 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.

I called the club and made my reservation with a personal trainer named Belinda, who identified herself as a 26 year old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear. My wife seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress.

MONDAY:
Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Belinda waiting for me. She was something of a Greek goddess -- with blonde hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile.
Woo Hoo!!!!!

Belinda gave me a tour and showed me the machines . She took my pulse after 5 minutes on the treadmill. She was alarmed that my pulse was so fast, but I attributed it to standing next to her in her Lycra aerobics outfit. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which she conducted her aerobics class after my workout today.

Very inspiring, Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time she was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week!!

TUESDAY:
I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Belinda made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air, and then she put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile. Belinda's rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT!! It's a whole new life for me.

WEDNESDAY:
The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot.

Belinda was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club members. Her voice is a little too perky for early in the morning and when she scolds, she gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying.

My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Belinda put me on the stair monster. Why would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Belinda told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life.

THURSDAY:
Belinda was waiting for me with her vampire-like teeth exposed as her thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a half an hour late; it took me that long to tie my shoes.

Belinda took me to work out with dumbbells. When she was not looking, I ran and hid in the men's room.. She sent Lars to find me, then, as punishment, put me on the rowing machine -- which I sank.

FRIDAY:
I hate that witch Belinda more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic little cheerleader. If there were a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat her with it.

Belinda wanted me to work on my triceps I don't have any triceps. And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the stupid barbells or anything else that weighs more than a sandwich.

The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?

SATURDAY:
Belinda left a message on my answering machine in her grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today. Just hearing her made me want to smash the machine with my planner. However, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel.

SUNDAY:
I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that next year, my wife, will choose a gift for me that is fun, like a root canal.

This is soooo funny - I'll have my DD read it before we leave for the gym this evening - we're on a mission to get in shape for the TOAL!!

 

[tom31b]

Okay, it happened again. I was logged in as The FairyGodmother and then when I posted it switched me to FairyGodmama. I never even closed the page. Why is it doing this. I don't want a split identity.

Your computer is possessed!

 

[yargrnhoj]

Okay, it happened again. I was logged in as The FairyGodmother and then when I posted it switched me to FairyGodmama. I never even closed the page. Why is it doing this. I don't want a split identity.

You need to toss your cookies. You can either delete all the cookies on your computer (Tools --> Internet Options --> Delete under Browsing History) or go search for the cookie in the Temporary Internet Files folder.

 

[FairyGodmama]

You need to toss your cookies. You can either delete all the cookies on your computer (Tools --> Internet Options --> Delete under Browsing History) or go search for the cookie in the Temporary Internet Files folder.

John do I do that after I log out? When I have logged out it tells me it is clearing my cookies. Apparently that isn't the same thing.

 

[Verandah Man]

Maybe this has been posted here before but I am going through my mountain of emails and thought this was pretty cute.


Dear Diary,

For my 50th birthday this year, my wife (the dear) purchased a week of personal training at the local health club for me. Although I am still in great shape since playing on my college football team 30 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.

I called the club and made my reservation with a personal trainer named Belinda, who identified herself as a 26 year old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear. My wife seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress.

MONDAY:
Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Belinda waiting for me. She was something of a Greek goddess -- with blonde hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile.
Woo Hoo!!!!!

Belinda gave me a tour and showed me the machines . She took my pulse after 5 minutes on the treadmill. She was alarmed that my pulse was so fast, but I attributed it to standing next to her in her Lycra aerobics outfit. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which she conducted her aerobics class after my workout today.

Very inspiring, Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time she was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week!!

I would have been done by the end of Monday.............

 

[yargrnhoj]

John do I do that after I log out? When I have logged out it tells me it is clearing my cookies. Apparently that isn't the same thing.

Well, the idea is, that when you log out, it clears your cookies. But there must be a version that is not being deleted. So, I would (a) log out. (b) clear the cookies under Tools (c) close Internet Explorer (d) bang your head against the desk three times (e) launch IE and log in (f) see what happens.

 

[atakaratemom]

Ok, that might help me know it isn't oregano, but I have no idea what marijuana smells like.

Apparently you've never been to a Rock Concert!

 

[micmse2003]

..that's a relief, that others do not have room assignment.
[i guess we all can squeezed under the "stars".... ]

You are not alone. Some of my best friends( all this board) do not have room assignments yet. Patience is a virtue.

better left to my wife..cos i always get things mixed up.] ,
so she says...i disagree.. but in secret. some things did catch me by
surprised..i would have thought micme2003, you guys been doing cruising
for years and years? how do you know so much/ wow, i guess i have
not been paying attention...or to the wrong things [ ]. i do
feel bad now..cos my wife set up our 99 cruise..as i complained all
summer! you know? i always promised getting ready the week before..
but on every cruise, iam getting ready the night before!
ha! but iam progressing...i kept a list from all the dirty clothes from the
previous one!..well, rome wasn't built in a day....* and i read of great
interest of the medical crisis you & your husband overcame !
cardiac was also one of my strong suits..and i'll tell you why...i like
working where recovery is possible. * actuallly i developed alot of my
psych. skills..in addressing depression needs.

There is always one planner in the family and most of the women do the figuring!!! The medical crisis we overcame were truly learning experiences. We both learned to enjoy life and have fun with it. No time to waste being depressed. Time is to precious to waste on self pity!!!! We all only go around once. I think????

I am anxious to meet your lil cutie pie.She sounds like a planner and a woman of action!!!

..how about a lil guessing game, i wonder which dwarf
i was hugging when we took our pics last mnsshp ?

sat. night fever is on..are there any dancers in this group?

We love Disco but I do not think the back can take it anymore.

The weather has to be better then upstate NY ? You don't get alot of snow do ya? Mini meet is a great idea ! We are moving last week in June, maybe we can plan something for middle of July?
It will be nice moving to a new city and I can say well I kinda know somebody.

I think maybe we can get at least 4 or 5 families to go fo the mini. I am hoping we can get the people(are you listening Disneypiolet and FGM) from Michigan to join us too!!!

 

[yargrnhoj]

Apparently you've never been to a Rock Concert!

Well, I might have been, but the haze from all the marijuana makes it hard for me to remember.

 

[disneypilots]

Well, I might have been, but the haze from all the marijuana makes it hard for me to remember.

JR..........I'm told by a reliable, but un named source you had some questions for me today ??????



Mark

 

[The FairyGodmother]

OUCH. Now my head hurts and my desk has dents in it.

 

[Diznyfan68]

Well, I might have been, but the haze from all the marijuana makes it hard for me to remember.

Sounds to me like someone is protesting too much...

 

[Diznyfan68]

OUCH. Now my head hurts and my desk has dents in it.

But The FairyGodmother is back!

 

[yargrnhoj]

JR..........I'm told by a reliable, but un named source you had some questions for me today ??????



Mark

Well, without prying too much into your personal life, your wife claimed she was (her words) "chained in the basement" today. Just wondered if there was an interesting story to tell...

 

[tom31b]

Well, the idea is, that when you log out, it clears your cookies. But there must be a version that is not being deleted. So, I would (a) log out. (b) clear the cookies under Tools (c) close Internet Explorer (d) bang your head against the desk three times (e) launch IE and log in (f) see what happens.

If this fails, buy a new computer?

 

[The FairyGodmother]

Yeah so far so good!!! No more split personality. Wonder if I have to do that after every chat night since I can't use this id for chat.