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Things don't get done unless somebody does them, and it's gradually becoming apparent that around here that someone is me. That being the case, I decided to take advantage of the cool weather today to get out in the yard and get busy on the weeds. I lasted all of about ten minutes, so it probably wouldn't have mattered what the temperature was.
Yes, I'm woefully out of shape these days. While I was on vacation, other people were swimming and diving and working at keeping their bodies toned and ready. I did a lot of sitting and watching, which was satisfying at the time but probably unwise in retrospect. I wasn't in great shape when I left, and I came home even more debilitated.
It's going to take some time to build myself back up to where I can bend over and pull weeds for an hour. As of now, it's an extreme effort just to bend over. Once. Not only that, but if I don't stop eating and start exercising, I'm going to have to buy bigger clothes again. Everything feels tight, except my skin. It feels all loose and floppy.
Not a pretty picture, is it? That should be enough incentive for me to get back into some better habits, but so far it hasn't been. Maybe recording it here will shame me into a self-improvement program. Or maybe it has to get worse before it gets better. I know from experience that there's a point out there somewhere beyond which I'm not willing to go. I think I'm getting close — again. | 
