GET MOVING

Today I bought walking poles at Wal-Mart for $20.00.

Like most writers I'm overweight. No, that's wrong. I'm not overwieght, pleasingly plump, chunky, or fat. I'm obese. God, I hate that word. It sounds like I don't care about myself, and I'm just a lump of fat sitting watching soaps and eating all the wrong foods every minute of the day.

It's not true.

I try to eat healthy and usually eat 2 to three meals a day with one snack. I allow myself 1 real Dr Pepper and the rest are diet.

My problem is moving. I have several health problems that limit my life.

Today has been a good day. The sun is out. It's not overly warm, but warm enough to get out and walk.

That's just what I did with the walking poles. My back sidewalk is about 75 feet long. I used the poles and went up and down the sidewalk 5 times.

Yes, I had to stop at each end and rest a few seconds. Yes, I had a hard time breathing. But, if I don't get rid of this weight I'm going to end up in a wheelchair with an oxygen tank. At 54 that is not viable option.

So, do you want to get moving? Join me each day in moving and let me know how much you moved. You can also bitch about how hard it was, how much you hate it, and then be proud of one more day of moving.