I need to lose weight. My dad has diabetes and I am roughly turning into the same shape he was before he got healthy and lost weight. I do a lot of walking but that is just barely enough to keep up with my ridiculous diet of bacon cheeseburgers, cookies, and deep fried fat. I really don't want to get diabetes so I have to lose weight.
The thing is I don't feel old enough for this kind of stuff yet. I'm old enough not to get excited about summer anymore because I still have to work only now it's hot, but I'm not old enough to really take health issues seriously. I can't see me having a heart attack. I still watch cartoons and sometimes I pretend I'm an army guy. I can't have a heart attack like that, right?
I think I'm done playing world of warcraft. It's just not fun anymore. I've leveled a few characters all the way to the top and the only next step is to do their high-end raiding which requires more commitment than a navy seal and I just can't see myself doing that. I'm not DONE done. I'm sure I'll reactivate the account when exciting things happen, but I just don't have fun so why pay money for something I don't have any fun with like a light bill.
The only issue is my brother plays it and when we can play together it is really fun, but with life getting in the way we hardly ever have a chance to play.
Spring is here and I am dying because I'm allergic to all of the outdoors. In the winter I forget how bad it is and I look fondly for the summer when I can roll in the grass and run through the meadows, but when it gets warm enough I'm hold my head over a steamy sink trying to purge the pollen so I can not die.
I think part of it is my hair. Long hair could very well hold more dust and pollen to be transferred to my face, but it's impossible to tell.
My wife said my hair is too long which is probably a good a reason as any to cut it. Of course the problem with that is that everyone I see for the next six months will want to talk about it.
“Oh, hey! You cut your hair.”
“Yep.”
“When did you do that?”
“A while ago.”
“Wow... cut it all off, huh?”
“Yep.”
“Why did you do that? Just got tired of it?”
“I am joining the marines and, you know, standards and all.”
Then there are the people who take it personally.
“Oh, I liked it better long.”
“Sorry, I should have called you first.”
Or...
“Finally, it's time to grow up, eh?”
“Yeah. You are an inspiration to me and I want to be like you.”
I must be very vain. I look in the mirror and I don't see myself as fat, but when I see myself in a photo, it's awful. I hate looking at photos of myself because it's this fat guy. I hate looking at photos of me from a few years ago because the most obvious thing is how much fatter I am now.
Why don't I exorcise more? Because I'm lazy and would rather sit around. I guess there will be plenty of time to sit around when I lose a limb.
Ah, I'm going through something quite similar (minus the crippling allergies, mine seem mild in comparison, and since I'm a chick it's apparently quite ok for me to have long hair). I too fear I will develop diabetes. Heck, I used to make secret fast food runs while my husband was at work. I’d scarf down the food, and make sure to hide the evidence in the outdoor garbage. When I heard the statistic that a pop a day can increase risk by 50% (I never actually verified that statistic, I just let the fear take hold of me) I determined that I would cut my pop intake. Yes, I may have replaced it with juice, but it’s a small step right? I also make homemade sweet potato fries. I’m not going to lie, they aren’t crispy, and they taste nothing like a McDonald’s fry, but they manage to trick my brain. Hmm. I guess I don’t really have anything useful to say, just mostly wanted to ramble on, but my main point was being realistic, and starting with small changes is all that has worked for me, not that I have noticed a tangible difference in weight, which is after all the only reason to do any of this. But I have noticed a dramatic chance in my energy levels. They are a lot higher, so hopefully that will get me exercising eventually. :P
ReplyDeleteAs for quitting WoW, if you are ever so inclined, roll on my server! Bring the wife, and extended family! I’d offer gold and free leveling service. My guild raids twice a week with three hour raids, and if a person only has an hour or two (especially a healer) they’d take people anyway. They also know my husband and I are LDS, and though they may let a swear word out now and then, most of them are quick to apologize, and try not to do it again.
-Tera
Tera,
ReplyDeleteWhat server and guld? Maybe I'll make it a last ditch effort for Wow.
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I've been thinking about going vegan for a month. Partially as a social experiment but mostly because it would starve a large hunk of fat off of my body.
I gave up on Soda a while ago (Well. Regular soda. I am all over diet), but I eat so much beef I can't picture me not eating it.
All I have to say is why DON'T you exorcise? It's probably much more entertaining than exercising, and burns just as many calories. I'd start with the ghost over on the roof with the pea-shooter. Oh, and you should change your diet to include fried wildebeast--lots more fiber.
ReplyDeletelol. I exorcise the fat by exercising.
ReplyDeleteI JUST did the wildebeest thing today to one of the girls I look after.
"What are you making tonight for dinner?"
"Meatloaf"
"What kind of meat?"
"The only kind of meat in meatloaf is Wildebeest."
"What?"
"...you didn't know that?"
Spinebreaker horde side, (yes we are horde, much as I hate the fugliness) Aftermath guild. My name is Frieza/Samanthia. We've been talking about startin up an alt raid, very low key, so it would be a fun way to gear up a bit if you happen to have time that evening. I'm serious about leveling and gold, I have way too much of it anyway. :)
ReplyDeleteWell... I don't want to pay for a character transfer...but I DO want to level a shaman healer..... I'll find you
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