Friday, 23 May 2014

Who's a fat Bastard - It's not Tea!

May 22, 2014

     I gotta say, I sprang out of bed this morning. I have a couple of  little projects I want to do before we start our holiday binge. My energy level has been way up so I should take advantage of it.
     I swear, I was on my way out to rebuild the BBQ. Then a great force of nature descended upon my home. My daughter Jennifer and Christo had come for a visit. 

     Jen claimed she was on her way to the gym....An hour and a half and several coffees later. Jen had missed the kids corner time at the gym, so, no where to amuse Christo. By the time she left, the BBQ was put on hold.
     I wanted to get my workout done because I hadn't eaten yet. Ever since I threw up a little in my mouth while doing crunches, I prefer to workout on an empty stomach. 
     I started out with touching my toes. I got there but it wasn't easy. It is however getting easier every day. Two weeks ago I couldn't see them, now, if I dislocate my shoulder socket and straighten my arthritic fingers, I can brush the top of my shoes. Yay.
Up!

Down

A valiant effort at a sit up, my record is holding fast at zero! Lisa is standing on my feet and taking the pics. My eyes just bug out all on their own!
Bug Eyed Freak.

     Crunch time! I think that groups of ten, with thirty seconds of rest between is the optimum for me. 
I gotta paint that ceiling
 I am developing a technique where I think about important stuff to block out the pain.
I need a longer T shirt

Ten reps is the answer. The question is, can I recover before I start to seize up. 
     The first ten were easy. I timed my breaks with my stopwatch. Then I would do ten more. By the time I got through five sets, thirty seconds was not enough. I made it through the next set. At this point my imaginary stomach muscles where in full rebellion. Thirty seconds later, Knees up you Fat Bastard. Six more painful crunches. Sixty-six in total. 
     Lisa was using the laptop so I was set up with my tablet. I have been playing games on the laptop, but my sausage fingers won't let me play on the tablet. 

     That's OK, I have Netflix. Today I watched the pilot of Homeland. Very interesting premise and a great cast. A couple of Utube Dennis Millers, and my work here is done! 



     My heart rate was ninety-two after thirty minutes and peaked at one hundred and three at the end of the ride. I ride the last two minutes hard. I literally create projectile sweat.


     I was hungry. Not for long! Corned beef, cheese and tomato lettuce wrap with an avocado. 
Corned Beef on....Lettuce?
     I got the BBQ done . I didn't even have a shower. Right from lunch to grease pit! With the shop vac and a scraper I started to clean the fire box. Carefully inspecting each of the burners I realised. Hey, I could milk a couple of more years out of this thing. I had an old oven rack, a couple of paving stones and some heavy steel mesh. I was like a gigantic freakin McGyver! 

Like Brand New
     The thing is like eight years old, natural gas and we use it year round. For the last three years, I've been saying we should replace this at the end of the season, when they go on sale. The doors have rusted off, the grease tray is fused to the casing, and many an eyebrow has been lost since the igniter died and was replaced by courage and a Bic lighter. But, it has a cast iron grill and eighty thousand BTU's. From burgers to turkeys, hams to hot dogs and several layers of skin off my finger tips, all cooked to perfection.
     I got a call from Dr Dan, Shaun is still recovering from surgery and he was speaking at a conference, or a stag, I don't remember which. He would be at his thing till about ten o'clock. Being a sensitive and caring person, and knowing what he was going to ask, I offered for us to come all the way into town and keep her company. Now he owes me!
     Since we were headed into town we decided Tenatsu was in order. My favourite Sushi joint. The chicken teri is so good I ate half before I thought to take the picture.
Chicken Teri Dinner, my favorite

     It's not like it's a tough gig. Nice apartment overlooking the giant building they built in front of their view of Stanley Park. 
nley Par

   They are headed back to Prince George tomorrow morning, but we are all going to be together for a week in July when we are taking Momma Lee on an Alaskan cruise. That may be a diet challenge. There are about fifteen relatives coming from as far away as New Jersey and Coquitlam! 
     Three days away from Weigh Day. Feeling good about my progress and about the choices I'm making.
     Gonna start power washing tomorrow. Maybe buy a pool for the Grandkids.
     One last thing, stop calling it Tea if it doesn't have Tea in it. Sleepy time, lemon balm, chamomile or any of the various and assorted herb garden dominating mint varieties are not tea! Only Tea is Tea! I'm only mentioning this because someone offered me a cup of Tea tonight. Which I gladly accepted. Only to be presented with some dishwater coloured brew that smelled like Christmas!!! NOT TEA!!!
That's all I got.
Till next time 
Peace Out Ya'll 
     
©2014 Dave Squatch Ward
     

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