And not in one of those passive aggressive "get on this thing now, woman" ways. He wanted to use it himself.
So he did and he dropped a lot of weight. And I sat there steaming mad. Emphasis on *sat*.
I started out at 298 pounds. Oh, mah, gravy. (I make gravy from scratch and it is good.) I then lost about 35 pounds. Then I started having horrible abdominal pains and I had my gallbladder removed in July of last year. Then I got lazy.
And I thought a lot about that treadmill.
Hubs and the kids and I went shopping on Sunday. 2/17/2013 just as a way to mark the date for myself. My goal was to get two pairs of shoes, one for work and one for walking. I have mis-shapen feet. Not gonna lie about that. And I wear a size 11. And I can't wear heels because I fell down the stairs and broke my tibia - which is unique because it usually doesn't break alone - and in the process damaged my right foot SOMEHOW and it made it even harder to find shoes. After trying on eleventy billion pairs, and nearly sobbing out of utter frustration, I found one pair that fit okay. We abandoned the shoe store in favor of TJ Maxx. That is where I found my lovely grey and pink shoes that I now wear on the treadmill. The one that I thought about.
In the mean time, I'm still having horrible abdominal pain. I went to the doctor on Monday. Not my regular doc. He told me to exercise more. (After he jokingly informed me that I shouldn't have taken a walk on the treadmill because it started the last flare up of uncontrollable pain.) To which I replied "um, that was the purpose of my walk yesterday." He laughed. I laughed. Then he told me to follow a low fat diet. That frustrates me because I AM sort of. Yeah, sort of.
I hoped back on the scale after avoiding it like a rabid monkey only to find that I'd gained over half of what I lost back. Oh, son of a cheeseball. Only, I didn't say that, but I'm pretty sure I'd get hollered at if I said what I really said, so let's just pretend that I don't curse like a sailor.
I also want to share why I chose my UN. First, I rarely share my real name, pics, or anything identifying online. I may here and there, but not often. I was listening to some songs on YouTube and played Southern Cross by Crosby, Stills, and Nash about 6 times. It's from this line:
Quote:
So I'm sailing for tomorrow my dreams are a dyin'
And my love is an anchor tied to you tied with a silver chain
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I'm very long winded, too.
My husband made a space for the treadmill
