I have been trying to get back on track.
Walking... gave it up in Nov. for the
long track, and gave up the post office
run in Dec.
Didn't think I would like a broken leg
at this stage of my life. And I did fall
one time on the way to the Post Office.
Only thing that got hurt was my pride.
Now we have a treadmill, and it is almost
like starting over again. I have the same
pace, but not the longivity of it. Best I
have been able to get out is 30 minutes.
So have decided to get my eating in
range again. And step up the minutes
per day by 5 until I can reach an hour.
I have been watching tv as I go, as it
is boring to just do the treadmill itself.
Maybe I could find the Village People
and play that, to get more into my
Well, it is time to get on the treadmill
of life. And for life.
Marching On . . . .
7 hours ago