#112. or, I'm up for the challenge

 Remember a while back when I had to take that MRI? Turns out that I have a torn rotator cuff. As far as rotator cuff injuries are concerned, this one is pretty mild. I suppose it's the good rotator cuff injury? It isn't torn through so badly that it needs surgery to repair. In fact, they don't really want to do much about it at all. I'm booked for therapy. It's a 3 month waiting list. I think I'm in the second month now.

  The way to fix this is to strengthen the other two muscles of my rotator cuff that aren't torn so they do most of the work and allow the torn one to heal. It's supposed to take a year. If it's not better by then..........they'll look at it again.

  The doctor gave me a list of exercises I can do at home until they call me for therapy. That way, when they call me in, the physio therapist will be amazed at my progress toward healing and shoosh me away so I don't waste their time. My thought was to try to wrench my shoulder from it's socket just before I go so they actually know somethings wrong. (it can't hurt any worse?)

  But that's probably not the right thing to do. I need to fix this. I need do fix something else too. If you've followed me for any length of time, I threw myself, whole hearted into trying to fit into my suit of awesomeness for my sons graduation at the beginning of summer. And I made it too. But I wouldn't have made it into that suit if I hadn't been a part of the Pish Posh Get Fit Challenge. If fact, I did so well that I came in second in the voting at the end.

  And then  I celebrated. I celebrated by drinking beer.......... and caesars..........and mojitos..........and eating cookies..............ALL SUMMER!

  So now I'm fluffy again.

 Here's the good part! There's a whole new Pish Posh challenge!


                              The Pish Posh 8 Week Challenge

At the end of 8 weeks, I should just about be done with my harvest and fall field work. After that, my plan is to start going back to the track in town on a regular basis and by Christmas, be able to wear a bitchin new shirt and a spiffy vest. (which I'm planning on asking for , for Christmas. (I know, it's clothes! It may be the first time I've asked for clothes for Christmas.)  I plan to use these 8 weeks to get my diet back on track and get back to exercising on a regular basis. Then plow on into winter on my quest for the bitchin shirt & spiffy vest.

  So here's the goal for my 8 weeks. Get my weight to at minimum 179 pounds and get into a routine of some sort of exercise most every day. If I meet those goals, you may get a picture of me in a cape! or......inacape!

  Week 1, I'm going to try to get a handle on what I'm shovelling into my mouth. Cut the crap out and look at healthier options.

this morning, me and my monkey toes weighed 186 pounds

  Maybe, just maybe, if we can swing it, a tropical vacation might be in the cards if everything falls into place. If it does, I'm gonna look spectacular by the time it's ready to go. Of course I have to convince my wife first.


  .............I'm going to get a lot of brownie points if I can tear out that horrible linoleum under the scale and do some bathroom reno's as well. It's going to be a busy winter.