I gotta quit drinking. It's a one way ticket to choochin' down some darts.

Well then, put the liquor aside until you're out of the woods with the nicotine addiction.

Uggghh.

 

 

trying to motivate myself to exercise.

Uggghh.

 

 

trying to motivate myself to exercise.

 

Is it nice out? If so, start off by just going for a walk around the block or something. 

 

Uggghh.

 

 

trying to motivate myself to exercise.

Is it nice out? If so, start off by just going for a walk around the block or something.

Not a bad idea. I've been laying in bed, refusing to do anything but DM. I haven't smoked though so that's a plus.

Got a forest nearby? Just go for a walk every evening.

That's what I do.

Then again, the forest almost extends to in my house.

Mountains. I have mountains.

 

 

And sagebrush

Mountains. Even better for walking. If I were to live in the mountains you'd probably barely find me inside.

Mountains. Even better for walking. If I were to live in the mountains you'd probably barely find me inside.

Until winter. Brrr...

 

Mountains. Even better for walking. If I were to live in the mountains you'd probably barely find me inside.

Until winter. Brrr...

Negative. That's play time. Summer is for working and money making, winter is for snowboarding and snowmobiling.

In the mountains, it is the winter time when you make the money. You have to get your playtime in during whatever free time you have, but the crowds are in the winter. For people who don't live in the mountains, it can be the other way around, especially if you work construction or the like, but most of the people who live in the mountains work their asses off in the winter, at least in Colorado. Of course, you could live in a town that isn't a ski resort, if you're lucky enough to find a job.

 

Anyway, I never learned to ski, and I stopped liking the cold about five or six years ago, in my mid-forties.

Yeah, I'm in construction lol. That's why winter is play time.

 

I've had friends in the lodge industry, but we don't have a big lodge nearby, so it's only open on weekends. Which isn't enough to pay the bills.

 

So I bust my rump in the hot season and I enjoy the cold season.

 

Besides, the heat makes me lethargic and sad.

Yes, it used to do the same to me. When I worked construction (I built timber retaining walls for a decade or so), I worked all winter long, but when I worked road construction (I was a flagger for traffic control, then a TCS--a traffic control supervisor, the one who sets up and takes down the closure, drives the truck, assigns the flaggers their duties, deals with the contractor on site, etc), I took a layoff each winter. Somewhere in my forties though, a switch was flipped, and I started becoming more tolerant of the heat and less tolerant of the cold. I am beginning to understand why old people retire to Florida, although having gone to boot camp in that muggy nastiness, I would never live there, myself. I couldn't handle the desert either, because I don't want to interact in any way with scorpions and tarantulas, but perhaps the Carolinas some day...