8:13 a.m. - August 02, 2007
Is Joe Dirt Really My Husband???
How many of you have seen Joe Dirt with David Spade. My husband has been reminding me of him for sometime now. Not that he looks like him or anything. Actually far from that. But remember how Joe would always read the Auto Trader magazines and say "Ohh, look, a 1978 Chevy Camaro and it's got a Hemi!!!!
Well lately my husband has been acting just like that. "Look honey a 4 bedroom 2 bath with an attached 3 car garage, fire place on 5 acres for $325,000."
You fucking dumb ass. Keep dreaming. Like we can afford a house of that cost. I can't even pay attention let alone afford a house like that.
"Geez hon, they have a 1998 Jaguar XJ Series for $39,000."
Sure let me sell the kids on E-Bay first for the down payment and stand on the street corner to make the money for that fucking car.
You stupid asshole. But I love him to death for who he is.
I have been going to the gym now every other day for the past 2 weeks and have been feeling pretty good about myself. Though the specialist and doctors say that I am obese (but anyone that weighs more then 20lbs over 120 is considered obese) I am trying to lose weight. I know that I need to for mental reasons of my own. I am 5'7" and can fit a size 12 comfortably. When I was with my ex, I was a size 20. I feel that I have come along way since then, no matter how "obese" I am.
Hubby tells me that I'm beautiful no matter what I look like, but that's his job to tell me that regardless of what he thinks, right?
I have been over weight my WHOLE ENTIRE LIFE!! I can never remember being "thin". Not even as a kid. I now have a "bump" where my bicep is that I never had in my life. That alone is motivation for me to keep going to the gym. Little changes like that keep me going. Not to mention that my husband goes with me and gets me there.
Even though the two of us go together we pretty much do our own thing. I grab my ipod and do about 30 minutes of cardio that equals about 330 calories burned. That's 2.5 miles on the cross trainer machine. Then depending on the day I do the circuit. Last night I did my biceps, triceps, shoulders and back.
As I am doing this one excercise last night for my back, there is this older lady, about 65, on the machine next to me. Now the macine that she is on I have to do next and it's my last excercise. She finishes and I jump on and see that she had the weights at 85lbs. Now I know that I had been using the weights at 50lbs and that 85lbs is going to be too fucking heavy.
Needless to say, my thoughts are that this old ass bitch is not going to show me up and I'm going to do the 85lbs weights. I'm only 34 and it would be a shame if I couldn't do it. It's not like she was Ms. Olympia or anything.
Well holy shit!! It was tough. I finished 3 reps of 10 with the 85lb weights. Now this was a back excercise and this morning it feels like a heard of wild buffalo stampeeded over my back. Fucking bitch that old lady was. I hope that her back hurts her to where she can't get out of bed for what she did to me.
Well, I'll just keep slowly working on my gym and my diet. I hope that I don't get discouraged and if I do, someone just tell me that the old lady is going to show me up. That alone will give me motovation. No old hag is going to be toner then me. She gave me motovation and a sore back last night.
