My morning started out with a goose. I sat on a five pound weight. Are they called dumbbells? Whatever it's called it didn't feel very good in the center of my butt. Last year I dropped a five pound weight (so who's the dumbbell?) on my bare foot. It just missed my toes, thank goodness, or I would still be walking with a limp.
Common knowledge, the older we get the more precarious our balance becomes. I've slipped and tripped a few times in the last couple of years. I take Fosamx for low bone density. Recently I read great advice on how to avoid broken bones. It was, don't fall down.
I was trying to find a decent TV program to occupy my mind this morning. This is an option while doing step aerobics on the Wii. I saw, and heard, a commercial for exercise equipment that "guaranteed to give you a six pack rib rack." What the Hell ? It's not enough just to exercise? Now the motivation is something that sounds like dinner.
So many of the "guaranteed to lose" equipment systems look like medieval torture devices. I'll bet a third to a half or more end up as clothes racks. It takes a lot of determination to work out five time a week. When walking or yoga or simple aerobics work so well why use these fancy bow things? Probably because you can burn more calories in less time which gives you more time to eat.
Bank of America will start charging for debit card use. A few weeks ago we applied for and received an American Express card. We will use it for Costco purchases and gasoline. There is no yearly membership fee and it's paid every month. Wanda applied for the card on line and requested e-bills, the paper less way to go.
In yesterdays regular mail, a letter from American Express, "Thank you for enrolling your American Express Card Account into the e-bill paper less service.
In an article about how to save money and increase your gas mileage the first suggestion. Learn to share, carpool. Wow, why didn't I think of that? Another great idea for savings is "take the train." I wonder, could I get them to lay track from home to the office?
Since I seem to be complaining again, or , writing with my tongue in cheek, how about this very pet peeve. Do car dealers think we are stupid? I have heard radio commercials for both BMW and Buick the past few days. They both lead with the monthly price, only $399. Again, three hundred and ninety nine dollars a month.
It's not FOUR HUNDRED......they tell us. You too can have a new car for under four hundred a month. The deal is a lease and asks for slightly over five thousand dollars down. The down, or deposit, equates to $110 a month over the lease contract. Do people really do this and think it's a great deal?
When you were little did your mother ever tell you to use your "inside voice?"
Another article, "The New Face Of 60" jumped right out at me. The hook is, thanks to science and surgeries some Americans are defiantly fighting the ageing process. Yet others are happy just the way they are.
Is 60 the new 40? I sure hope not. I wouldn't want to deal with some of the more difficult aspects of ageing again. I'm thinking of menopause and playing the "who am I today?" game. This is one very aptly named condition, men o pause. Because men, you better pause and think about what you are about to say, or do.
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