I started my work out yesterday. Both my doc and the gym guy recomended the ‘sit to stand’ excersize, where you sit, then stand without using your hands. I used to do that without even thinking about it. Not anymore. So I did 2 reps of 10, then on the third set I only made 7 before I could not do more. But a good start, I thought. Guess what? I really need to build muscles. What’s left of them after my stint on ozempic. I’m off that now, with my docs agreement. But those leftover muscles in the front of my theighs are very sore this morning! I’ll give them a couple days to rest but then they’ll get to try again.

Tim, the gym guy from New Zeland, recomended a couple sites to me and i thought this email tnis morning had a lot of sensable stuff.

And about diet, I was thinking about my Grandparents. Pop’s English side, they were both slim, all their lives. Grandpa was a dairy farmer  & Gramma  farmers wife. Here they are on their honeymoon.

Even in the ‘fashions’ of the day she still managed to look slim. I think I took more after Momma’s German side, heftier women. I have to admit they did work hard, life was more physical back them than it is now, but neither ever gained that middle age fat most people now days do. Grampa did all the farm work, using a team of draft horses for most of his life. Gramma  grew the kitchen garden, tended the hen house. made her own bread, cooked on a wood stove for most of her life. They did not have an indoor bathroom until Pop and Uncle Walter insisted and put one in for them I was a teen by that time.  Yeah- outhouse. Gramma’s by the garden, whitewashed, limed, no spiderwebs, smelled fine. Grampa’s out but the barn… don’t go there!

But gramma cooked good meals from scratch. I remember Creamed Onions. First time I had ever thought of onions as a vegtable! They were very good. We had big meals with potatoes and veggies cooked with bacon or ham. Hot fresh bread, fried or stewed chicken- big meals. With dessert, usually pies but also cakes or puddings. Good eats. Nothing was forbidden There was always a picther of fresh raw milk and a pitcher of thick cream in the IceBox and gramma ate with us and never gained a pound. Well, this is my diet, nothing I can’t eat. Our garden is growing, I picked the first peas this morning. The tomateos are setting fruit, the squash plants growing in the warm weather. I bake bread at least once a week  and eat potatoes, both white and sweet. And ice cream and chocolate. Like I said, nothing forbidden but it’s mostly what is popularly call Real Food. Yeah, I keep processed stuff in the pantry or freezer. Some days I just don’t want to cook. But this is pretty much how I lost most of the nearly 70 lb before ozempic came along for the last 20 and most of my muscle. I should have paid more attention to the fact that that stuff took meat as well as fat. Yes, they tell me now, you need to up your strenght workout with those drugs. To be fair, I have to say, maybe someone did tell me, but iI was excited about an easy way to lose weight so I ignored it. Maybe.

Anyway, I’m on a mission now to fix it if I can. I was always strong and want to be again. Wish me luck!

       

I’ll never be as yomg or as firm as I was in 1964 but if I can just get some muscles back, I’ll be happy to live with the wrinkles.

 But today the sun is shinning, We’re leaving tomorrow for FiberFusion NW. Maybe I’ll see some of you there!

Hazel