August 14, 2014
One hundred. A nice round number. This is my one hundredth blog! One hundred times over the last one hundred and five days I have sat in front of my computer and put my thoughts out into cyber space for all to see. Some of it was funny, some of it was sad and some of it was painful. I like to think all of it is real. I feel good when I put my thoughts and feelings into a cohesive story that makes people laugh or cry or feel anything at all. I just write about what I'm doing to try to stay alive and be reasonably healthy. I started out not knowing if I have anything to say. Now I can't shut up. One hundred! There should be fireworks, balloons and a cake!
What started out as a diet blog has somehow morphed into a platform for me to express myself through the telling of everyday events from my own slightly skewed perspective. Over the last 105 days I have received a lot of support and positive feedback from people reading this. I truly thank you for taking the time to read and respond to my writing. In the 105 days there have been almost 7800 views. I don't really know what that means but it strokes my ego just right!
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| One Hundred Blog Fireworks Celebration!!! |
As for the diet part of the program I have cut out bread, potato, rice and pasta. I have lost 35 lbs and more than 6 inches off my waist. I work out almost every day and feel guilty when I don't. I walk. I walk the dogs, I walk the lawnmower, I even do walk a doo. I feel great, my energy level has been amazing, (except for the last two days) and I am more motivated than I have been in years. Looking forward to the next hundred blogs.
I was up at 8 and put a pot of coffee on. It's the start of Lisa's days off. She's all mine till next Monday. I did the floors and cleaned the bathroom. It's all tile so I just spray everything down with Mr Clean and turn on the exhaust fan. When it dries it's clean. At least it smells clean. Lisa was still sleeping so I went out on the front deck and stared out into the grey fog settling onto the top of the mountain. I changed into my workout gear, grabbed the camera and tripod and got on my workout. But first, laundry. Three days worth of Lisa's work clothes and my sweaty T shirts add up to two loads. I have also been interested in the pace of my workouts. Since I missed yesterdays workout I did a few extra sets today.
It took me six minutes twenty five seconds to do 600 Four Stair Stretches.
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| Stretch ya Fat Bastard! |
I then did 200 One Stair Steps, That's double what I started at and it took me four and a half minutes to do them.
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| Left , right, left , right |
Last but not least, I did twelve sets of twelve Belly Crunches. With thirty seconds between sets it took nine minutes and four seconds and the spin cycle on the washer just kicked in.
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| Whole lot of princess going on |
Sopping wet and, half way through the laundry.
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| Like the sweat! |
It was at this point I was informed that we were going to have lunch with our friends Gord and Penny. Gord has been dealing with a health issue and he has been confined to quarters. We were going to eat at the cafe in the building they live in. I was concerned there would be nothing I would eat so I loaded up a big salad and a little chicken plano just in case.
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| Preemptive lunch |
Shepherds pie was the special and Lisa and Gordie had that. Penny had a BLT and I had eggs and bacon. The seniors building they live in is very nice, the inner courtyard is beautifully landscaped with lots of flowers and vegetable gardens maintained by the residents.
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| In the Gordie Garden |
Lisa was robbing the garden of beans while I was standing around with a goofy look on my face.I don't know what the hell Gordie is doing. He's getting better every day.
Today was a big travelling day. We headed over to Willy's, on the other side of New West to collect the tent pegs for the tent he lent my daughter Jen. From there we were headed to the North Shore to visit our friend Michele who has been going through a rough time. There was a bad accident on the upper levels so we made our way to the Lions Gate Bridge. We drove on the hiway to Hastings Street past the PNE
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| WHEEEEEEEE |
Down through Gastown and past the Steam Clock.
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| Steaming through Gastown |
The Seabus terminal.
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| Get on the bus Gus |
and finally the Bridge to North Vancouver.
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| Lions Gate |
Michele was not especially sociable but Jaquie was there and we hadn't seen her for quite a while. She has two cute little dogs and we have known her for years. Plays a nice guitar too.
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| Blackberry Babe |
Michele's yard has always been a gold mine of Blackberries. I think she should just eat Blackberries till her heart heals. Break ups are a bitch.
As much as we love Michele, one can only take so much sadness. She has become a black hole of despair, sucking all the joy and goodness out of the world. She needs to focus on the dozens of people who love and care about her and not on the one person who doesn't. Easier said than done I suppose.
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| Trout Lake in East Van |
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| Providers of Sushi |
Do you like figs? I have always loved figs. I had a fig tree in my yard that produced two crops of about fifty figs every year. It was murdered by Barry the Moleboy who dug it up to get to the drain tiles. I bought another fig tree and planted it. It gave me figs and all was good with the world. Then came the winter of '09. My poor fig was buried under snow for weeks. In the spring it was dead, or was it. I let the leafless sticks stand there for the whole year. Resigned to my fig less fate I went out with the shovel in the spring to dig it out...and I found life. Three shoots coming out of the dead wood.
Until now, its a start. Everything that has ever happened started somewhere.
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| Fig Newton in training |
That's all I got.
Till next time.
Peace Out Y'all
©2014 Dave Squatch Ward
Till next time.
Peace Out Y'all
©2014 Dave Squatch Ward
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