I guess that's how it stays interesting for me. That, and I like the way my muscles feel when I get home.
Those are good ways to keep it interesting.
When we lived in AK, for the last few years we lived right on the base--practically right next to the hangar (I could see it from my front yard and the taxiway went right by our houses). My husband would could home for lunch everyday and he and I and the kids would all exercise together. We actually all did Walk Away the Pounds (those tapes) and then did Tamilee Webb's stretching DVD (just a 10-minute stretch). It was a good workout. For whatever part of the year that we could, we'd also walk about 2 miles every evening, but that would be at a more leisurely pace. Other times we would walk outside to other places or sometimes go for walks/hikes in the woods--just for the fun, not really for exercise, but it was good exercise, too.
Here, though...I don't like walking around the neighborhood. It's a nice neighborhood--it's not that. It's just...houses and people. ;-) There are no sidewalks and no place to walk to, really...
Hey, it was better than the comments I got in a Southern California ladies' room about how fat people shouldn't be let out of the house.
That's truly, truly horrible. :-( It's such a much smaller thing, but when family was visiting, toolman33 took out some older pictures of us that he was showing around, and I actually heard his uncle say in a shocked voice, "What happened?" ;-) This man has known me for probably longer than I've known my husband (because I was a friend of his daughter, toolman's cousin) and he was at my wedding and everything, but I guess he didn't remember that I used to be thin, I guess.
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Date: 2005-07-06 03:06 am (UTC)I'm glad I'm not the only one. :-)
I guess that's how it stays interesting for me. That, and I like the way my muscles feel when I get home.
Those are good ways to keep it interesting.
When we lived in AK, for the last few years we lived right on the base--practically right next to the hangar (I could see it from my front yard and the taxiway went right by our houses). My husband would could home for lunch everyday and he and I and the kids would all exercise together. We actually all did Walk Away the Pounds (those tapes) and then did Tamilee Webb's stretching DVD (just a 10-minute stretch). It was a good workout. For whatever part of the year that we could, we'd also walk about 2 miles every evening, but that would be at a more leisurely pace. Other times we would walk outside to other places or sometimes go for walks/hikes in the woods--just for the fun, not really for exercise, but it was good exercise, too.
Here, though...I don't like walking around the neighborhood. It's a nice neighborhood--it's not that. It's just...houses and people. ;-) There are no sidewalks and no place to walk to, really...
Hey, it was better than the comments I got in a Southern California ladies' room about how fat people shouldn't be let out of the house.
That's truly, truly horrible. :-( It's such a much smaller thing, but when family was visiting,