Someone's in the kitchen with Maya...Once again, no walk today. There is a heat advisory in effect, and we wimped out rather than get up earlier. Jon gets up about 9-9:30 and I roll out about a half hour after him and sometimes that is only because he comes back with a mirror to make sure I'm still breathing. I really hate getting out of bed. I think I'm subconsciously dredding the first day of school when I have to be at work and ready at 7 a.m. yuck. I should, however, be conscious of the little time I have left to walk with Jon every morning at the park. We will have much less time together when school starts and much less time to exercise together. He has a plan for himself to exercise on campus. I, on the other hand, need to get on the ball and make one for myself.
Since summer started, Jon has created weekly meal plans for us that have significantly improved our attitudes about fixing meals and significantly reduced the number of times we eat out each week. The result has been less stress, healthier meals, and lower food costs. I'm proposing that I create an exercise plan that follows the formula. I do something each day that is predetermined, a routine, as some may call it. Now you may think this is common sense, and to an active, healthy person it probably is. However, you must understand, I have never exercised with any regularity at any time in my life. I never played a sport, and I found the thought of practicing, well anything, over and over again just awful. Aside from Friday nights spent ice skating to meet boys when I was a freshman in high school and some mad dancing in Mexican clubs, I've never been physically active with a purpose.
Some how, some way, I have managed to stay within my normal weight range though I am at the top. I acredit this to having active jobs. In journalism and teaching, I am always on the move. I have been described as a bumble bee in the classroom. Since I found out about my cholesterol, I have had a hard time getting my brain around the fact that weight's not everything. It's 234 folks, my total cholesterol that is. It's high, real high. My dad, mom, grandma, uncle, and pretty much everyone else have high cholesterol. Some of them take meds. I may eventually have to do the same, but I want to get into this so-called "exercise routine" before I start filling up my liver with Lipitor.
