Gone4Now

Yep...we had a new aussie transfer and we get along pretty well...but Cobber threw me. He said it was like a friend, but he's a sneaky bastard...the good kind...and it *could* have meant something else and he was pulling my leg. So....What the heck is an ocker Aussie? :crying: I loved the Cranberry! (I can see! I can seeeeeee!) Wow...I'm just not sure even the most attractive individuals would look good running in the nude. Sickenly enough, I'd love to see that. But, probably just once. Ditto that! :smile2: Like a pie, with fruit. You warm it up and put ice cream on it. Yummy.

I did it! DD and I got up this morning and went and there were about 2 other people in the gym. We did 20 minutes on the eliptical (1.5 miles according the machine's numbers) Then, I moved on to the treadmill - what a difference from my crappy home one. I ran for 10 minutes straight and didn't even feel it! Then, I did the circuit training for two rounds. Then on the bike for 10. After, DD and stretched on the mats for another 10 minutes. It was like a buffet, only the healthy kind. I felt great afterwards! Another plus was that it was great bonding with DD and me. We weren't always on the same machine, but for the most part we were with each other. Tomorrow I'm dragging DH with me and we're going again. My goal is to get rid of the treadmill in the living room and put a hutch there...I just need to work on DH for a little while longer. :crying:

Ironically, it was low self esteem! There was a guy that I wanted to be with so badly, and he was a complete dick. He strung me a long and I'd do ANYTHING for him, so I did. He got a kick out of me being embarassed by it. We did it all. Anything you've read or seen we did it -except for the feces thing...never did, nor would have done that. So, after all that being beaten down, he dumped me and I was more experienced sexually. I loved sex by then, knew how to get what I wanted and I never looked back.

That's strange you just posted that. I just hit send on an email to her. I was trying to see it from her side, and I know she's been beat down, and now under stress because her crutch (her sister) has left... So, the pacifist in me (who knew?) apologized that it seemed I was taking the company's side, but that wasn't my intent. Told her I loved her, and that I was just trying not to push her into a decision. Except more wordy...I'll post what I sent.

Yep! DH now can go anywhere between 5-10 minutes to about 40. I hate the 40 minute sessions. He thinks he's king of the world and I'm just thinking about laundry, dishes...etc. It usually takes me about 5-10 minutes. After that, it's probably just not going to happen, no matter how much I "help" it along. And I like "helping".:w00t: It took me a long time to learn that, but it is fun once you get confident about it. I always thought guys were supposed to know, but no. Sadly, there are very few things they know. Also, I was always shy and never outright about what I wanted, but the guys always were. No matter what they look like, how they're feeling, they'll whip it out, or put my hand where they want it...I just learned to do the same thing. Made it sooo much better.

I'm up for exercise! I asked what to bring and he said: A comfy outfit, Water and a towel. Sounds simple enough. I'm really excited about it.

That's not called "sexism". It's called "motive". I like Hooters. Uh - the restaurant. (Felt the need to clarify.)

It was a little funny...over the phone I asked what kind of identification they needed to sign her up and they guy said, "We trust you." I sorta laughed hysterically. I'm sure he thought I was nuts, but I'm really not a good liar. I envision going in, they'll ask if she's 12 and I'll just get wide-eyed and nod. She's 1/2 way to 12...that counts, right? Thanks guys. She needs the same as I do. I'm getting her tested next Thurs for diabetes and thyroid. She's gained weight, even though she's been dieting and exercises. Right now she's 168!!! That's with WW and being on the treadmill almost every night, plus PE at school. The doctor said to only do cardio for her, not weight lifting, so the treadmill has been pretty good. She's tall, so the doctor wasn't too worried, but was still concerned over the gain. Well, yeah! She's not that tall! Okay...sorry...just rambled a lot!

Okay - I did it! I signed up to go to a gym tonight after work. I just called to ask about it, and the guy asked when would I like to come in. Come in? Huh? I wasn't ready!!! But, I said, "Today, around 5pm." Okay, I need moral advice: My DD is 11 and the age to join is 12...she's tall for her age (people usually think she's 13-14). Should I lie?

I'm very happy that work allows LBT, but I'm kinda bummed that it blocks the pictures.

Well, I know I'm smarter than ONE of the dogs...I think. I was just thinking this morning about DH being so great. I was on the treadmill and I could hear the Water running in the kitchen as he was doing the dishes. He was helping DD get Breakfast. I felt truly blessed to have someone understand and help. I have gone so many years being the one to do it all, and now I feel guilty for taking the time away from me. Part of my "Oh, I dunno about a gym" fears is that I'd be outside the home for at least an hour longer each day. Guilt sucks.

Ceradad - I'm such a gooey sap; I love your story. It's so wonderful and I'm so happy for you! Your wife sounds like a God send.

After all his plastic surgery, it could in fact be M. J.

I generally see the world through vulgar colored glasses. How low-key, or how too much, just depends on the location and alcohol consumption.

Good luck on the 5k! We'll be woo-hoo'ing for ya!

RSG - Well said. I agree with everything you just wrote. You said much more eloquently than I ever could.

Tap - you are hard core! Look at your numbers! And, pacing so counts!

Ah, man...I was looking forward to vulgar.

GOOD MORNING. I'm excited it's Friday. I'm just not creative enough to pull out dancing fruit. But, I very much enjoy the banana show. Thank you.

Checking in - Last night was back to school night which lasted way too late. So, no exercise yesterday. I woke up this morning and did 30 minutes on the treadmill. I didn't try to beat my time, but kept a fast pace. My slow was 3.0, fast was 4.7. I feel good, but I want my coffee. And I want it now.

It is something that is very confusing to me: Why are the republicans so very much against personal choice (gay marriage, abortion, other sins, etc.) but against big government? Yet, Dems want a socialist society, yet not tell anyone what to do with their choices? I don't get it.... I had a daughter when I was *mostly* young. 21, but still really fricking stupid. I would not have considered an abortion...I quit all drinking/drugs/smoking when I found out I was pregnant. I broke up w/bf 3 days before I found out I was pregnant and had moved out. I was homeless/staying on friend's sofas and really didn't want to move back in w/mom. So, I went to catholic charities...other churches....pro-life centers...everywhere to try and get help. No one helped me. No one. So, I moved back in with mom, cleaned up my life - got my GED, got a great job and moved on with my life. Whenever I see signs for pro-life propaganda I get grumpy. I was on WIC and food stamps for one year, then I took myself off because I was doing well enough by then. As a teenager I was very anti-abortion. I even stood in a protest line and had a "Abortion stops a beating heart" poster on my bedroom wall. But, somewhere along the way I changed my mind. I knew I had it in me to change my life around because of my precious daughter, but I had to break connections with people who were still partying on - while their five-year old and their two-year old and the baby in the crib watched their pregnant-again mom smoking dope. Could I look at them and say they have a better life? Nope. Neither could I make the decision to abort them, but I do believe that more needs to be done to prevent unwanted pregnancies. For rape and incest and life endangered pregnancies it should not be anyone's choice other than the parents/mother. There is nothing worse than being an unwanted child. I know - I was one. My mother is very pro-life and wouldn't have had one even if they were available. But, she made a point to tell me how I was a mistake and that she only wanted one kid - my older brother. Things are better now, but I was a problem child and a burden to her. I wouldn't wish those feelings on any child. Okay...sorry for the length. I'm tired, and grumpy over remembering my experiences. It was hard times and it's definitely a touchy subject.

I have United, was banded one year ago. I was given a choice to stay overnight, but wanted to go home. They encouraged going home because of illnesses picked up after surgery at the hospital. Go figure!

Well...that's just plain mean. Although, there are times when I'm down for a good rumble in R&R, I'll admit.

Hard to imagine you at that weight, Luluc! Wow...gives hope for the rest of us! Probably out running marathons...swimming the English Channel. You know, light stuff for them. :w00t:

I've always believed that the woman that WOULD have an abortion, probably should. What kind of life would that child have with a mother who didn't want him/her? (I'm sure there are tons of scenarios where the woman almost had an abortion, didn't and the world turned out fine...but I've seen too many cases where that's not true.) I also wish it weren't part of politics at all. I am more conservative with politics, but feel that marriage and abortion are too personal a choice and should be left to the individual - not the government.