02 Jan 2009

And I stepped onto the scales here at home for the first time since before Thanksgiving. I know it’s hard to believe but I actually have lost about 10 pounds since then. When I was weighed at the hospital during my “heart attack” I came in at just over 240 and I now weigh about 230. I guess that stuffing myself silly a couple times a week and getting a lot of sleep is the cure to all my weight problems, ‘cause I haven’t been to the gym since the 21^st of November.

Since we’ve come to the conclusion that it was possible pinched nerve in my neck that caused all my chest pain, I have been a voiding the gym until one of the doctors gives me the OK to go back. But staying away from the gym is slowly making me nuts too. I feel so weak and all that.

Resolutions:

Many years ago I made a New Years Resolution that I think is the only one I have ever kept. That resolution was to never make another New Years Resolution.

Oh, I have things I want to improve upon. I would like to lose about 20 pounds. Get my website up and running. Pay off all the bills that I can. Get a garage built. You know, things like that.

But I will not make any more resolutions because when you fail at whatever it was you wanted to do (and most of us do fail sooner or later) then you feel bad. Well, I refuse to make myself out to be any more of a failure than is necessary.

Oh, I fail at things quite regularly, but that is about trying in the first place isn’t it? If some one tells you that they have never failed at anything, that just means that they have never really tried, doesn’t it? So I will try, and no doubt, fail sooner or later, but I will never give up in the trying. Slowly, but surely I will succeed in things and my losses will be made into memories and lessons learned.

And I hope someday long in the future, I’ll be able to look back and say, ”That, my friend, was a life well lived!”

I’m Alive… So Far…