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Here’s The Scoop … Day 7 In Chicago … Time’s Up! …

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Dear Readers….At the end of the first week in Chicago… Day 7 is the day of the 2 “Ts”… Tipping the scale  & hopping on the Treadmill… T-N-T …

As someone who has always known working out is a double duty commitment each and every day…I did something I never thought I would do….For the first time in over a decade I consciously made the decision to my put exercise routine on the back burner during this last LBTS municipal campaign…Something had to give with only 24 hours in a day…and daily long workouts…along with 3x a week weight training got the big heave-ho!…It’s a slippery slope when all that gets relegated  to the wayside … The expected results creep up like an unwelcome visitor from the past…First there’s the loss of muscle tone…and those little aches and pains … along with a surprising lack of limberness and of course the gradual weight gain that hardly seems so gradual when it is calculated at the end of 5+ months of sporadic workouts and “tastes” (maybe more than tastes) of what your host/hostess has put out to satiate the group ….But alas, avoidance can only last so long….and while the jeans still fit…which we all know is the true test for any woman when it come down to it ….and the “cookies are in”… literally……. The time of reckoning came a- calling with the arrival of the brand new scale delivered yesterday by UPS…It’s a floor scale that is calibrated like a doctor’s scale and it’s selling point is that it waits to show the dreaded number after you step off of it …I should have known this was not going to be a “friendly” scale when it showed up in the box with the full color picture of what was inside on both sides!  …What’s up with that? No outer box …No brown paper wrapping!…….As I picked it up I could swear the clerk had a look of either understanding all that comes with such a purchase…or it was that sort of look you get when you actually pick up and read the tabloids in the checkout line!…I signed for it …and carried it to the elevator hoping against hope that no one would zone in on the picture showing what was inside…..Safely inside the confines of the apartment I followed the directions in setting it up…batteries etc… but knowing full well no self respecting woman weighs herself after first thing in the morning…Unless it’s a doctor’s appointment or Weight Watchers… due to the dreaded 2-3 lb. gain as the day goes by….I waited until this morning to face the consequences of my decision made all those months ago…… I stepped up the to the “plate” (the scale)…stepped on it ….I waited as the directions said… and I stepped off…It worked just as it promised…and with every extra pound …all 14 of them…It said loud and clear  … you knew this day was coming!…

So, today I moved on…to the treadmill for the first of the 2 hour a day workouts that will make this 14 lb. “decision” a thing of the past……. That same drive that was behind the election will suffice in getting the pounds to go away… (Again, I’ve got to rectify what I helped create!)….I got my gear together  and entered the gym downstairs in my building…I used my brand new membership card..and signed in ….This is the same gym where Obama (His home is a few blocks away) was photographed coming to 3 times a day …I don’t know if he was on my designated treadmill …seeing no nameplate that said Obama walked/ran here….Luckily it was relatively  quiet this morning …Although I did appear to be “sandwiched” in between the 2 college  girls running next to me at full speed (7-8 MPH) with their coordinated colored Ipods powered up and firmly in their hands…and the “parade” of Senior (much more senior than I)  citizens coming from their morning water aerobics class in quite an array of eclectic bathing suit cover-ups that gave some real insight to each swimmer’s personality …..I powered up my non-Ipod…a newly purchased FM-HD radio which is all juiced up from being connected to my “hub” overnight…It came outfitted with an armband…and I purchased a set of new earphones that fit behind the ear with “buds”…I took a deep breath and hopped right up on treadmill #1 the one with CNN streaming to my right with captions in front and the sports channel to my left…..I pushed the digital on the radio until I  found the local country music station and began …one step at a time…increasing the speed as I listened to Urban, McBride and Garth Brooks… Yep, another flashback to a time long ago….This writer loves country music…I have since I was  19 and dating a boy named Marty ….His taste in music at the time was Pure Prairie League …. It was enough to lead the way for me to find and enjoy country singers from John Anderson to old recordings of Patsy Cline (she is simply the best, in my opinion)… The thing you have to understand about the old country music singers is they always sounded the same live or recorded… while too many times singers in other categories were all about the studio enhancement (not just Milli-Vanilli)…With my FM- HD music reasonably cranked…and CNN inches away… my journey back to wellness has begun…Day 1…begins on Day 7 in Chicago….It took 5 months to get this way and it will take at least that long to fight my way back… that’s a lot of country music …Tick…tick..tick….

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u4xp2lgiAjY

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milli_Vanilli

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwrL9MV6jSk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OwG0yromS1c&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fkkM7K6smQA

more to come….

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