Weight Lifting
I read an article somewhere recently (WW magazine perhaps?) that talked about the differences between men and women when it comes to weight loss and exercise. It said that men prefer lifting weights and women prefer aerobic activity and really, both sexes need to do some of both activities.
That's The Saint and I in a nutshell. He doesn't like walking but his upper body is getting so ripped from lifting and while I don't like the treadmill, I'd rather do that than lift weights. So we decided that we would each hit the treadmill on our own but we will lift together on Wed-Fri-Sun.
So last night we hit the weights together and laughed so hard we almost hurt ourselves! When we do free weights, he can't watch me because he says my eyes get really big and it makes him laugh. And of course the harder he laughed, the harder I laughed. I was wheezing, I was laughing so hard. So we ended up standing back to back so we couldn't see each other. What dorks!
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My uncle has been giving Big B and I money to help us care for our dad. My dad doesn't know this yet. For some reason Dad is pissed at his brother and has been ignoring him for awhile now. My uncle will be in my dad's neighborhood tomorrow, wants to see him, but my dad won't return his calls. What is he, 12? My uncle plans on just showing up on his doorstep and I am sure a battle royale will ensue. Who knows what will be said in the heat of the moment? I think that's what I'm really dreading.
On the positive side, we got the power of attorney and healthcare power of attorney forms all signed and notarized. Dad gave the POA to Big B and I'm the back up. Up to this point, all we had was a Living Will. Dad told me recently he doesn't think he'll live longer than a year and he wants to make sure everything is in order. I personally think he's wrong and that he will live longer but, I'm happy to have the legalities taken care of.
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Almost overslept again this morning. If Bailey hadn't taken it upon herself to be a substitute alarm clock, we would've been seriously late. I must have some kind of mental block about the alarm clock because this is the 2nd or 3rd time recently that I've forgotten to set it.
That's The Saint and I in a nutshell. He doesn't like walking but his upper body is getting so ripped from lifting and while I don't like the treadmill, I'd rather do that than lift weights. So we decided that we would each hit the treadmill on our own but we will lift together on Wed-Fri-Sun.
So last night we hit the weights together and laughed so hard we almost hurt ourselves! When we do free weights, he can't watch me because he says my eyes get really big and it makes him laugh. And of course the harder he laughed, the harder I laughed. I was wheezing, I was laughing so hard. So we ended up standing back to back so we couldn't see each other. What dorks!
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My uncle has been giving Big B and I money to help us care for our dad. My dad doesn't know this yet. For some reason Dad is pissed at his brother and has been ignoring him for awhile now. My uncle will be in my dad's neighborhood tomorrow, wants to see him, but my dad won't return his calls. What is he, 12? My uncle plans on just showing up on his doorstep and I am sure a battle royale will ensue. Who knows what will be said in the heat of the moment? I think that's what I'm really dreading.
On the positive side, we got the power of attorney and healthcare power of attorney forms all signed and notarized. Dad gave the POA to Big B and I'm the back up. Up to this point, all we had was a Living Will. Dad told me recently he doesn't think he'll live longer than a year and he wants to make sure everything is in order. I personally think he's wrong and that he will live longer but, I'm happy to have the legalities taken care of.
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Almost overslept again this morning. If Bailey hadn't taken it upon herself to be a substitute alarm clock, we would've been seriously late. I must have some kind of mental block about the alarm clock because this is the 2nd or 3rd time recently that I've forgotten to set it.
posted by Nichole @ 7:02 AM
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