The Care and Maintenance of the Temple

I told you all of my reasoning for exercising here.It’s really very simple. Honey needs me around to care for him in his old age. Because it is generally NOT something that I enjoy.

UNTIL, I found my Walking Buddy, Keelyody. She is great. She is reliable, AND  a good conversationalist. What more could I ask for?

The last couple of years, our walking season has been from around mid April, through the end of October, or beginning of November. Basically, whenever the snow leaves, and whenever it comes back to haunt us. Because we are fair weather walkers. Things can start and end abruptly as well. Because we are both life long Michiganders and we know that one day we can be wearing shorts, and the next breaking out the Carharts and furry boots. It’s how we roll up here in The Mitten.

This year, our first day of walking was last Monday. Because Keelyody went back  to work last winter, and her job was done with the school year. Then we had VBS, and you know, now we are available!

Probably for the last couple of months, every time we saw each other at church, we took turns saying ”Oh, I need to start walking!”. We are tipping the scale into our mid forties, and my body is staging a revolt. Which revolts me.

I have a confession to make. My once reliable body is betraying me. In more ways than one. I don’t recognize this body. And I sure don’t know how to dress it. I am a stranger in my own expanding skin.

I have noticed that all the terms I use to describe myself are animal related.

1. My metabolism is as stubborn as a mule.

2. When did I start sporting a kangaroo pouch? I can see exactly where all three of our children resided for all 27 months while I carried them. Make that 28 1/2 months. They were all 2 weeks late. None of them wanted to leave me, I was a good hostess.

3. I am tired as a dog lately. Sometimes for good reason, sometimes not.

4.Who tied that soft, squishy, flabby cat belly around my torso? Upper belly, lower belly, upper and lower BACK! Who are you???????

5. What up with the Rhino b*tt???  Or as my Grandma Georgia would so lovingly say, “she looks as wide as Africa”.

We were both very pleased to have squeezed in two days of walking this week. I feel very thankful  to have done that because her son’s graduation party is this Saturday and she has had one or 4000 things to do this week.

Plus, as an added bonus, we can now start discussing and solving all of the world’s problems again. Because as you can see, things are spiralling out of control all over the world  without us.

2 Comments

  1. thedomesticfringe said,

    June 26, 2009 at 2:45 AM

    Oh, good. I’m glad somebody’s working on our world problems. I feel much better now.

    I really need to get my bottom in gear also…REALLY! I’m determined to walk even in the snow this year. I figure I should burn twice as many calories in the frigid cold.
    -FringeGirl

  2. Marlene said,

    June 26, 2009 at 3:13 AM

    Great description. I just hate “back fat.” It looks like a camel hump or two. Good thing you are doing this now. Please remember when you are MY age it is next to impossible to resolve these issues. The baby carrying pouch moves up and meets the baby feeding apparatus and it takes 10x the amount of work to get rid of it all.


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