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<font color=deeppink>Has high hopes, high apple pi
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Workouts the past two days have been awful. I've done them, but not with a smile on my face. I've done the ole' temper tantrum across the parking lot, stomping along thinking to myself, "its not fair I have to do this everyday, I have to work so hard, how come other people don't have to work so hard..."
whine whine whine. The good news is I have slipped a few small bursts at 7.2 mph and 7.0 mph into my runs. I'll be moving up to 7.0 mph soon.
Back to the whining. Since I've been in burnout, pitty myself mode lately, I've done some pondering. Here's what I've come up with. Life's not fair, period. You do what you gotta do, period. Case in point:
My Dad discovered he had kidney failure just under 10 years ago. At the time they discovered it he was down to 30% kidney function. The first immediate action was to put him on a renal diet. We're talking STRICT, no fun, no cheating, do-this-to-survive diet. Next came peritaneal (sp?) dialysis (a catheter in the belly which HUGE bags of fluid are poured in, sloshed around and then drained). Not fun. Life Altering. Then came hemo-dialysis-- hose hooked up to his arm, blood drained and reinserted. Painful,not fun. This took 3 hours (4 1/2 hours with commute) three times per week. His whole life centered around his dialysis. Nothing ever "bumped" his dialysis, and no one every asked or hinted that maybe he was being selfish and could he just skip this one time to do x, y or z. Period!
Okay, so I'm making an analogy here. Is my weightloss life threatening and is the cure worth the time and effort? Yes and YES! (By the way he got a kidney in 2003 and is doing great). I need to re-evaluate my perspective, daily if necessary. My gym time isn't selfish or optional, its what I do to fight my obesity. The time and money it takes to plan, shop, prepare healthy food isn't optional either. Its necessity.
I think the slippery slope comes because I know if I miss my exercise, or eat poorly for a day or two or three, I'm not going to die. And somehow I can let a string of bad eating days flow together and not realize that it is going to add up and it is going to effect my health. Not on the same time-scale as my dad's dialysis but its really just as serious. My friend at work just found out she's pre-diabetic. She's never dieted in her life and now all of the sudden her health is at risk. This is real!
I just have to keep my perspective. Like I said, I have been going to the gym, I just haven't like it. But another thing I should mention. Never, not ONCE did my Dad ever complain about going to dialysis. I need to learn a lesson here
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Workouts the past two days have been awful. I've done them, but not with a smile on my face. I've done the ole' temper tantrum across the parking lot, stomping along thinking to myself, "its not fair I have to do this everyday, I have to work so hard, how come other people don't have to work so hard..."


Back to the whining. Since I've been in burnout, pitty myself mode lately, I've done some pondering. Here's what I've come up with. Life's not fair, period. You do what you gotta do, period. Case in point:
My Dad discovered he had kidney failure just under 10 years ago. At the time they discovered it he was down to 30% kidney function. The first immediate action was to put him on a renal diet. We're talking STRICT, no fun, no cheating, do-this-to-survive diet. Next came peritaneal (sp?) dialysis (a catheter in the belly which HUGE bags of fluid are poured in, sloshed around and then drained). Not fun. Life Altering. Then came hemo-dialysis-- hose hooked up to his arm, blood drained and reinserted. Painful,not fun. This took 3 hours (4 1/2 hours with commute) three times per week. His whole life centered around his dialysis. Nothing ever "bumped" his dialysis, and no one every asked or hinted that maybe he was being selfish and could he just skip this one time to do x, y or z. Period!
Okay, so I'm making an analogy here. Is my weightloss life threatening and is the cure worth the time and effort? Yes and YES! (By the way he got a kidney in 2003 and is doing great). I need to re-evaluate my perspective, daily if necessary. My gym time isn't selfish or optional, its what I do to fight my obesity. The time and money it takes to plan, shop, prepare healthy food isn't optional either. Its necessity.
I think the slippery slope comes because I know if I miss my exercise, or eat poorly for a day or two or three, I'm not going to die. And somehow I can let a string of bad eating days flow together and not realize that it is going to add up and it is going to effect my health. Not on the same time-scale as my dad's dialysis but its really just as serious. My friend at work just found out she's pre-diabetic. She's never dieted in her life and now all of the sudden her health is at risk. This is real!
I just have to keep my perspective. Like I said, I have been going to the gym, I just haven't like it. But another thing I should mention. Never, not ONCE did my Dad ever complain about going to dialysis. I need to learn a lesson here

Philosopher Sunny signing out.