The long and winding road to fitness, day 80

Melon cantaloupe

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Sweet…80 days..and today was a pretty good day on the eating and exercising front.  Maybe, just maybe, I’ve got this thing turned around again.

I walked, biked, did core strength training and some stretches today…oh yeah, and worked a truck…lots of ladder climbing, running around and lifting heavy (and some not so heavy) boxes.

I also ate well today.  I have tomorrow’s meals and snacks packed.  Yes, you heard me…tomorrow…Chris said he needed me to come in for a while tomorrow so I went ahead and packed up my healthier food options.  We’re going in at 5 am and I can guarantee you I won’t feel like cutting up cantaloupe before I go.

This is going to have to be super short tonight because I really, really need to get some sleep.  How was everyone’s day after Labor Day?

Fashion faux pas

Example of a common dress code for males in mo...

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Is there such a thing any more?  Does anyone really pay attention to things like not wearing white after Labor Day?  It seems that we’re living in a society where anything goes at any time.

At one point in time, men never wore hats of any kind inside a building.  Now, other than baseball caps, you very rarely see men wearing hats at all.  But it’s common to see men of all ages wearing baseball caps inside buildings.

There was a time when women wore dressy gloves as part of their daily ensemble.  And they would never have left the house without being fully dressed in stylish dress, hose, shoes, and those dressy gloves.  Now it’s common to see shorts, sports bra and flip-flops on adult women in even some of the nicest establishments.  And don’t even get me started on the bra straps showing…or the pants hanging halfway down a young man’s behind…what’s with that?

Not wearing white after Labor Day?  Seems mild in comparison to some of the get ups we now see on a daily basis.  From my point of view, I don’t really care what people wear.  I’m not a huge fan of rules of comportment, dress codes, or snooty people looking down their noses at people who don’t meet their standards.  But come on, people…I really don’t need to see that thong when you bend over.