Another Long Day

When I was younger I remember riding my bike every where. For me to ride ten fifteen miles wasn't that strange. I rode to school, to friends houses, every where. How I wish that I never got a car, .... sometimes. Being healthy was just a side effect of transportation. Now that gas is a million dollars a gallon I have tried to start riding my bike to and from the bus stop. Talking myself into it has been one of the most embarrassing things ever. I ask my self a lot how I got this big and looking back every morning to how hard it was for me to get out of bed to ride my bike tells me exactly how I got this big, laziness. I am turning over a new leaf or at least telling myself for the hundredth time that I am sick of being unhealthy. This morning I rolled out of bed to get on my bike at five in the morning. that may not seem early to a lot of folks but for me this sucks big time. I didn't actually make it to the bike until 5:30 and then had to load it in the truck to make my bus. I am going to look at this as a baby step toward getting healthy and saving money instead of a failure. Tomorrow, that's a great word. There is always a tomorrow. Its so easy for me any way to just say that and let every thing "work its self out". In the words of every motivational speaker I could imagine, for me I wont let it be tomorrow. Today is when my Life style is changing. I am going to need every ones help. Please!! I want, like my wife say all the time, "people to slap food out of my hands". I like to think I can do it by myself cause I am a man and have no weakness, but the truth is that if you put a sweet and cheesy cloche in front of my face I am going to eat it. No if ands or buts about it, that thing is gone. Man I love food and that is a huge problem. Maybe I should pay my wife to take me on walks, or put an add in the paper for a work out buddy. Not that this will fix every thing but it would make working out easier. When my friend Levi calls to go play Disc golf I would never say no. It is fun and for me any way good exercise, I need to make every thing fun that will help me get in shape. Why can I say yes every time to that, but say no to my poor dog that wants nothing more than work out with me? Kobe has to much energy, it's not really a work out when I take him. I make him pull me on roller blades. hes a beast, I love that dog.

On a different note work is good just really slow. For the second week in a row my Haul truck is broken. Today we put up metal shelving for the parts department. Not making this company a dime but keeping me busy. Kinda. I managed to find time in my busy day to write on here. Looking forward to the end of the day. and my short bike ride home. See you tomorrow. Who am I saying good bye too? My blog? ok good night blog. :)