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So the last two posts were done with the Bloggeroid app. There was some kind of proxy error in the app when I originally wrote them so those posts are actually about a week or more old.

And I've been without internet access (or so I thought) so I haven't yet seen what Bloggeroid posts look like. Something to do tomorrow after errands.

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Workout Day 2

So yesterday I started this:

20 push-ups, 5x set
50 squats, 10x set
Plank, 1 minx set or 1 plank for two mins

That's my routine for the next thirty days. Homework after signing up for 96 training sessions at my gym. I feel like I might have gone a little insane, but they start taking fees on Friday. Honestly, it's the diabetes. I want to kick its a$$. I realized that ever since I first hurt my back, I quit being active. I didn't want to deal with needing medication & going to the doctor so I "managed" the pain by doing nothing.

And now I'm paying a heavy price. I've lost strength that I used to be proud of & accumulated health problems I never wanted.

So this is what I'm doing to fix it. I hope that by the end of the sessions I'll have both the practical knowledge & discipline to carry on alone.

Wish me luck & tonnes of encouragement LOL.

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The phones don't work & now it's a conspiracy

No, seriously. That's what my Aunt has made my gma think. The ringer on one phone started going out, so she had me plug in another one she had laying around. It was old also. And it's ringer didn't work either.

I suggested that since both phones were old, it's possible that yes, both ringers were bad. But no. It must be something else. Like the line going bad. Because someone older than me suggested it I'm obviously too young to know what the he'll I'm talking about.

Even though I'm the only truly tech educated person in the friggin' family.

Argh.

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Been a long time...

Last I checked no one was following, which, frankly, is great. I need to vent about living with my gma. It's been a week and I'm already getting frustrated. She seems to expect me to eat as soon as I get home & to watch tv with her.

I knew she would have expectations but somehow I also thought she would let me live my own life. Obviously I was wrong. So now I find myself trying to plan around her which I resent.

I'll figure it out. Probably some type of compromise.

I always do.

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