I’ve lost over two pounds in the last week, a feat for me that is somewhat impressive overall. I’m a little scared it’s nothing but water weight, but hey. A pound is a pound and I’m sure not going to complain about it.
I’ve been trying to exercise more too–okay, so Nintendo Wii Sports isn’t exactly high-intensity, but it’s me moving and not sitting my butt on the couch! Besides, anyone who has tried doing baseball on there understands that you can get your arms a decent little workout after 15 or 20 minutes of that. Either that or I’m so weak that it feels like it.. not sure which. Either way though, I’m being modest. I’ve actually been more proactive about taking the dog out on regular walks, and this morning I even got up and rollerbladed for 20 minutes. Unfortunately, my rollerblades are insanely old and about a half-size too small, which for a normal person wouldn’t be a huge issue. But for a person with a permanently slightly swollen left calf due to a little horseback riding incident nine years ago, a half-size too small pair of rollerblades is like trying to squeeze into those jeans you wore in high school while convincing yourself that they still look just as good now as they did then (and for all you skinny bitches, hush! I don’t want to hear it!). In other words: On a good day I can manage to do it, but it’s not exactly comfortable. After those 20 minutes were up, I was in complete agony. Thank you, Barney the horse, for giving me a lifetime of pain and irritations.
Speaking of the bum leg, yesterday I had to sit in the doctor’s office for about an hour, and then the hospital for another two to get the leg looked and and x-rays taken. I will admit, despite how much this utterly sucked, I’m really looking forward to going back to the doctor on Monday to see the x-rays. I haven’t seen what my bone looks like in years, so this should be fun! Or at least, it will be fun until they tell me that in order to live a semi-normal life, they’re going to need to rebreak my leg and set it properly. Cringe.
Bored yet of my medical crap? Thought so. Blackie and I are by ourselves this weekend because Jake went to a fishing tournament with his best friend. It’s been really, really boring around here. However, the dog and I have been passing the time by doing fun things like watching chick flicks that Jake would never watch, instead possibly preferring to cut out his own eyes (but personally, I thought Enchanted was cute!). I might not be giving him enough credit though–to my absolute delight, he actually enjoys some good chick flicks. Not all, but some. And I can’t ask for more than that!
Aside from the chick flicks, Blackie and I are just relaxing and not doing a whole lot. We’ll be going on a walk later, and tomorrow he starts class. That’s right, my dog is going to school! He’s going to learn how to become a Canine Good Citizen and a Therapy Dog. I’m very excited about that. I think he’ll do great.
Anyway, let’s hope the boys come home from the fishing tournament victorious. It’d be a wonderful thing to be able to book our honeymoon and pay for it in cash.
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