Over the past 4 weeks I have been going balls to the wall mental trying to do this whole ‘healthy lifestyle’ thing. It hasn’t been easy and I have seriously thought about throwing in the towel and just succumbing to the fact that I’m a diabetic now and continuing on living the way I had been. Then I remembered a conversation that I had with my wife a few weeks ago. I asked her if our son Albie would remember me and remember all the cool things that we had done together, if I died soon. For example, his nickname is ‘monkey’, my daughters is ‘wolfie’ and mine is ‘draggy’ (short for Dragon) and we make little animal shapes with our hands and every single night before I put them to bed we tell a ‘Wolfie Monkey & Draggy’ story. It is the highlight of my day, telling that story with them and listening to the completely fabricated stories that my kids come up with. I let them drive the storylines because, well, because it’s adorable and thoroughly enjoyable. Last week Lucy and Albie told the story about how Wolfie, Monkey and Draggy had to get back some potions and some curtains from Mayor Dondinger who had stuffed them up his bum…..Hilarious. Now how could my son NOT remember that in his later years? My wife told me that he probably wouldn’t remember me and remember those kinds of things when he was older. She asked me
”What is your earliest memory”? She was spot on, too. I can’t remember anything before the age of 5 or 6. I don’t want to not be remembered by children, especially my son. So as far as throwing in the towel goes – The only towels I am going to throw are the ones that I have used from the gym and the only place I am going to throw them is into the fucking washing basket in the bathroom! I have joined the gym recently and have really enjoyed going. I have some new headphones (so no one can talk to me) and I just smash shit out. My programme is as follows………
“I HAVE LOST 5 KILOS IN THREE AND A HALF WEEKS” I am feeling really positive about the direction I am heading in and even better that it’s ME that is in control of it all. I mean, of course it’s me. Who else would it be? Anyway, this is a short blog and all I want to do is stress the importance of staying focussed and keeping on keeping on. The old saying ‘when life gives you lemons, make lemonade’ could be used here but I prefer this one. “Fuck lemons and fuck lemonade. Sometimes life is shitty. Deal with it and change it”.
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