I’ve been feeling badly about not having written anything of substance for a while; but when I check my site stats, I see that most visitors are simply coming here to read hot chastity porn, so maybe nobody has even noticed that I haven’t written anything of substance in a while.
First off, I’ve got all the usual excuses about being busy with work, family, etc. Actually, that’s a good thing; I used to stay an hour or so after everyone left work to wind down and do a few things without being distracted, and if I had anything to write, that was usually my best time. And I’ve been spending more time with my family, since the weather turned nice. I still spend a lot of time reading and commenting at night, but my “think and compose” time has sort of evaporated.
But there’s something else, too. Although I didn’t write much about it here, I did make a small post on my LiveJournal about some health problems I’d been having; specifically how I’d spent Valentine’s Day evening in the ICU at a local hospital because I developed chest pains after shoveling snow. While it turned out to be either stress or a pulled muscle, or maybe both, the real issue was that I’m a stone’s throw from being 50 years old, and over the last 5 years I’ve put on some weight from a more sedentary lifestyle. I spend more time behind a desk, and have more stress from customers, employees, suppliers, etc.
Since then, I’ve been a regular visitor to the doctor for those various tests that they recommend: blood pressure, cholesterol, heart strength, and all that. For the last few months I’ve been taking Diovan to lower my high blood pressure, one of those Statin drugs to lower my cholesterol, and a few other odd pills which I’m gradually reducing as things get to where they should be.
But the biggest reason why I’ve been lacking time is this: I recently got into one of those 12 week diet/exercise programs with a personal trainer. While I was never really heavy, over the winter my weight had crept up to 205 lbs, which, on a 5′ 8″ frame was simply too much. By June I had dropped about 15 lbs from paying more attention to my diet, but I wanted to do better.
Mrs. Edge had been toying with the idea of liposuction (for her, not for me) after several of her friends had done it, but she ended up (partly at my urging) trying to get her own weight down with exercise. She found a training-style gym in the area that uses the Body for Life method, and signed up. After six weeks, I managed to clear my calendar and I joined with her. We managed to rearrange our schedules to we could go at the same time, which meant I’d have to leave work much earlier than usual. So, while I don’t have that end of the day winding down period, I’m making up for it by doing something even healthier. It’s 6 days a week, usually for an hour.
Anyway, I’m only a month or so into it, so I’ve only lost a little weight, but I do seem to have lost a lot of fat; my pants are looser, I’m down another notch in my belt, and I’m slowly getting back the muscle definition that I’ve lost over the last dozen or so years. We do weight training and cardio, and the twenty minutes on the treadmill is more work than an hour of weights. In fact, I’m off to by some better sneakers for that because I’ve kind of hit a wall; I just can’t run any faster, and it’s jarring me so much that I’m thinking a more shock-absorbent shoe might help.
The real fun, though, is watching Mrs. Edge watch herself in the mirror. Never the athletic type, she’s showing some real definition in her arms and shoulders, and her butt is changing shape as her thighs build muscle and lose fat. She looks at herself all the time. I’ve caught her flexing her arms, and she just laughs because she’s never “had muscles” before. We ran into her chiropractor the other day, who noticed her posture and shape – she was practically swaggering with pride for the rest of the afternoon.
Several people have commented on both the expense and the time commitment involved. It’s not cheap – a few friends have commented on the time and money, “Oh, I’d never manage to find time to do that” or I’m much too busy to exercise every day” or “I’d rather spend that money on a vacation.” And sure, I used to say the same thing. But since February, I’ve managed to find time to miss work, to get to various doctors and labs, and I’ve managed to spend a lot of money on prescriptions.
Anyway, I’ve committed to doing this until the end of September, after which time I’ll probably join one of those$15-a-month gyms and go a few times a week for maintenance. I know that Bitchy Jones and a few others have been asking for more nekkid pics of me, my piercing , or my chastity device, and I keep putting everyone off. I’m anticipating that in two more months I’ll have some much more, er, photogenic material for you.