Day 76 Weather and Back Pain

Happy Birthday Suzanne!

I hit the Y @ 5:30am. Then off to my breakfast--McEgg & Ham--Do you like that one? So I am chit-chating with Ester (she is a sweet older lady (past retirement age) who works mornings, who waits on my at McD's and she tells me that she is happy that Spring is on the way. And I mention that they are talking snow Saturday here. To which see replies, "I am going to make some nice cookies for the nice weatherman but if he's not so nice I am going to put something not so good in it." I am not going to eat any of her cookies.

So I tell her that we should all be weather people. We'd get paid for getting it right half the time. Then I said "imagine if I ordered my Egg McMuffin and you left off the muffin and you said "well sorry its just how we made it. Thanks for your money--see you next time." She liked that one.

A more serious subject--My back continues to bug the heck out of me but I keep forcing myself. I have to believe that once I get to my goal the pain will go away. I keep reminding myself that Bobby Orr, a great hockey player for the Boston Bruins and Larry Bird, a great basketball player for the Boston Celtics, played in great pain for years. But I believe that I can greatly reduce my issues. I noticed before that when my weight hit 190 and below my back felt like it was brand new. Look at it this way. At 70 lbs overweight, I may as well be pregnant.

Note: these hotel beds suck and they really don't help my back at all. It seems like some large person sleeps in every bed on one side so the bed sinks on one side. It's as if Goldilocks is really fat and she sleeps in every bed in every hotel until she finds just the right bed, but in the meantime she is ruining all the beds for everyone. Ha Ha. Maybe its not Goldilocks, maybe its the three bears who moved out of their house because Goldilocks was too picky. Ha Ha.