Chef Julia
Hard Slog, that's what I am calling this diet I am on. For example, a few weeks back I rushed down to Port Hope to pick up a cheap manual treadmill. Enthused by the Olympics on the TV (notice how the Russians waited till they were over to fire on the Ukraine) I thought I would take the diet to a new level. Try as I may, the treadmill did not work out, the impact of my heft landing on the thin rubber track as the games played on did not bode well for any part of my lower structure. Today that treadmill left home for another home, of a local roofer who has a wife with MS that can use it as her physical abilities are limited to the house. Selling it on Facebook was a lark as there were five feisty woman all bidding for it at the low price of $40. One woman attacked me verbally when she learned I had sold it to someone else. She said in her FB note to riel me, "I would have paid more" I said, " you had first crack at it, all you had to do was send me an etransfer and it would have been yours" she said, "send an etransfer to a total stranger" then she kept ranting to the point I had to delete her from my feed afraid she might come to the house and attack me. The pair of ten pound barbells still grace the coffee table, those I can manage but my days of leading the Invictus Redmen football club around the field at High Park are long gone. Julia and I reminisced about walking the entirety of Serpent Mounds Park back in the mid nineties with a floppy eared German Shepherd named Chico. I had no issues walking in those days and remember them well.
There was a serious set back this week, early on Monday morning, around 7 AM when I got on the digital scales the reading was almost ten pounds higher than the previous weeks. I stepped on and off the scales (why do they call them scales, there is only one of them) the previous mornings I had registered a one pound weight loss for each day and I was mighty happy, to the point I tried on a pair of my old pants, and they fit! No matter where I moved the scales to on that bathroom floor the number did not change, it was as if two weeks of grinding had all been for nothing. I brooded, I told Julia I was going to return the scales to the store where I had bought them, we had thrown out the box, remember, never to throw out your boxes. Julia attended the Well Wise Shop attached to Shoppers Drug Mart and was turned away, "No box, No Return" she was told. In the meantime I was hasty to check out the scales for sale on Facebook Marketplace and discovered a pair of Health-O-Meter Doctors Office style scales still in the box for $60, only thing was, I had to drive in light rain with the possibility of freezing rain to Lindsay to get them. I told the seller "I'll be there in an hour" and I was. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the real deal scales still in their shipping box, presented to me by a young woman who said, "I had ordered something else and the company that sent these said 'because of Covid you can keep them'. She had them lying around for a year. So I get them home in the rain with no time to drop in at the Factory in Omemee cause of the weather, besides it was a stealth maneuver. I get them home and thank God Cassidy was here to lug them up into the house and then up to the second floor. After a rest I went up and assembled the nuts to the base, it only took a bit of time. I shouted for Julia to give me a hand, we moved the apparatus into our ensuite bathroom and they fit, well, they just fit if you stand a bit to the left of the sink when you wash. But, you know something, they work, perfectly.
The next morning, I got up and was pleased that I had lost a pound and recorded that on the calendar which looks more like a racing form with all the numbers on it and scratches. An assistant at the Well Wise store told me the manager was not in for another week and had me speak with the assistant manager. She was not pleased with my conversation and rudely cut me off when I told her about the digital equipment's faults, Inaccuracy being the number one issue and turning itself on at will the other. She interrupted me and said, "yesterdays staff should have told you we will take the scales back but there will be a 15% restocking fee." Hearing this, I said quickly before she could change her mind," my wife will be in later in the day."
So, we go on, I am truly 25 pounds lighter than when I started out halfway to my goal and I am pleased with that...Have a look at tonight's dinner created by Chef Julia
Don't Make Laughing on me!
Chef Julia
Hard Slog, that's what I am calling this diet I am on. For example, a few weeks back I rushed down to Port Hope to pick up a cheap manual treadmill. Enthused by the Olympics on the TV (notice how the Russians waited till they were over to fire on the Ukraine) I thought I would take the diet to a new level. Try as I may, the treadmill did not work out, the impact of my heft landing on the thin rubber track as the games played on did not bode well for any part of my lower structure. Today that treadmill left home for another home, of a local roofer who has a wife with MS that can use it as her physical abilities are limited to the house. Selling it on Facebook was a lark as there were five feisty woman all bidding for it at the low price of $40. One woman attacked me verbally when she learned I had sold it to someone else. She said in her FB note to riel me, "I would have paid more" I said, " you had first crack at it, all you had to do was send me an etransfer and it would have been yours" she said, "send an etransfer to a total stranger" then she kept ranting to the point I had to delete her from my feed afraid she might come to the house and attack me. The pair of ten pound barbells still grace the coffee table, those I can manage but my days of leading the Invictus Redmen football club around the field at High Park are long gone. Julia and I reminisced about walking the entirety of Serpent Mounds Park back in the mid nineties with a floppy eared German Shepherd named Chico. I had no issues walking in those days and remember them well.
There was a serious set back this week, early on Monday morning, around 7 AM when I got on the digital scales the reading was almost ten pounds higher than the previous weeks. I stepped on and off the scales (why do they call them scales, there is only one of them) the previous mornings I had registered a one pound weight loss for each day and I was mighty happy, to the point I tried on a pair of my old pants, and they fit! No matter where I moved the scales to on that bathroom floor the number did not change, it was as if two weeks of grinding had all been for nothing. I brooded, I told Julia I was going to return the scales to the store where I had bought them, we had thrown out the box, remember, never to throw out your boxes. Julia attended the Well Wise Shop attached to Shoppers Drug Mart and was turned away, "No box, No Return" she was told. In the meantime I was hasty to check out the scales for sale on Facebook Marketplace and discovered a pair of Health-O-Meter Doctors Office style scales still in the box for $60, only thing was, I had to drive in light rain with the possibility of freezing rain to Lindsay to get them. I told the seller "I'll be there in an hour" and I was. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the real deal scales still in their shipping box, presented to me by a young woman who said, "I had ordered something else and the company that sent these said 'because of Covid you can keep them'. She had them lying around for a year. So I get them home in the rain with no time to drop in at the Factory in Omemee cause of the weather, besides it was a stealth maneuver. I get them home and thank God Cassidy was here to lug them up into the house and then up to the second floor. After a rest I went up and assembled the nuts to the base, it only took a bit of time. I shouted for Julia to give me a hand, we moved the apparatus into our ensuite bathroom and they fit, well, they just fit if you stand a bit to the left of the sink when you wash. But, you know something, they work, perfectly.
The next morning, I got up and was pleased that I had lost a pound and recorded that on the calendar which looks more like a racing form with all the numbers on it and scratches. An assistant at the Well Wise store told me the manager was not in for another week and had me speak with the assistant manager. She was not pleased with my conversation and rudely cut me off when I told her about the digital equipment's faults, Inaccuracy being the number one issue and turning itself on at will the other. She interrupted me and said, "yesterdays staff should have told you we will take the scales back but there will be a 15% restocking fee." Hearing this, I said quickly before she could change her mind," my wife will be in later in the day."
So, we go on, I am truly 25 pounds lighter than when I started out halfway to my goal and I am pleased with that...Have a look at tonight's dinner created by Chef Julia
Don't Make Laughing on me!