I am wondering today how well a low-carb, high protein really works. I started to implement one at the beginning of this week to compliment an exercise routine centering on the abdominal region. It went well the first couple days, but then I started to have trouble getting out of bed in the morning and my workouts seem more laborious. I can't seem to keep the energy level up. I stick with some raw forms of caffeine, but that isn't helping much. I think I am starting to see why Atkins didn't live as long as he assumed he would.
The weather here has been far to rainy for my taste the last few days. I have been fighting it with work and trying my best to get things accomplished between the raindrops. I guess that is all we can do, but it does hurt business when people want things done right away. I tell you, some people are so impatient and expect miracles. It can be exhausting and challenging, which is fun at times. Though I would love to just have a life of my own again. Just to know that I can go play tennis or take off and see a movie whenever I want. Like the days of a teenager, I want to come and go as I please. But for now, I will take the short rests that the rain brings.
As I finished up mowing a yard this morning, a boy of the age of nine gave me a rain drenched hug and said, "I'm nine years old. What am I going to do? My life is almost over." When I asked him how old his grandpa was, who happened to be waiting in the car for him to get to class, he said, "I think he's about 97." I couldn't help but laugh, because his grandpa is around my dad's age. I said he had a long way to go before his time was up. Then he said "That's good. My friend is coming over to spend the night and she's a hot little number." Again I laughed and asked how old she was. He said "Eight and she's an inch shorter than me." I laughed and told him that he really is the biggest goof I've ever met.
Well, till tomorrow.
Good Day
Josh
The weather here has been far to rainy for my taste the last few days. I have been fighting it with work and trying my best to get things accomplished between the raindrops. I guess that is all we can do, but it does hurt business when people want things done right away. I tell you, some people are so impatient and expect miracles. It can be exhausting and challenging, which is fun at times. Though I would love to just have a life of my own again. Just to know that I can go play tennis or take off and see a movie whenever I want. Like the days of a teenager, I want to come and go as I please. But for now, I will take the short rests that the rain brings.
As I finished up mowing a yard this morning, a boy of the age of nine gave me a rain drenched hug and said, "I'm nine years old. What am I going to do? My life is almost over." When I asked him how old his grandpa was, who happened to be waiting in the car for him to get to class, he said, "I think he's about 97." I couldn't help but laugh, because his grandpa is around my dad's age. I said he had a long way to go before his time was up. Then he said "That's good. My friend is coming over to spend the night and she's a hot little number." Again I laughed and asked how old she was. He said "Eight and she's an inch shorter than me." I laughed and told him that he really is the biggest goof I've ever met.
Well, till tomorrow.
Good Day
Josh
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