Monday, June 19, 2006

Ugh. The "D" word

Well, my penguin-hood has apparently taken its toll. I found out today that my blood pressure has gone over the line from "hmm... let's watch that" to "hmm... let's do something about that!".

The first thing to do, of course, being to lose 25 pounds. AGH!

Exercise is, of course, necessary. But so is that nasty "D" word. No more pizza (sniff!). And for the next month or so, I'm going to be pretty darned miserable on a calorie-restricted diet (whine!)...

Ah well. So it goes. Guess I'm no longer the young penguin who could stuff his mouth with herring all day and never gain an ounce (sniff!).

-- Badtux the Hungry Penguin

7 comments:

  1. Yeah, we're going to be miserable together. He's going to whine, and I'm going to whine back at him. I'll have to post a picture of why he's on a diet, it shows his belly wobbling under him as he stands on top of the refrigerator...

    - Badtux the Overly Rotund Penguin

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  2. I feel your pain, my dear flight-less one. My triglyceride count was pretty ugly the last time I went int. I was advised to "exercise and cut down on fats and sugars."

    Now, I ask you, how is a Kat supposed to survive like that?

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  3. Gosh, I guess we're all in the same boat. That's what aging does to us, though. I haven't been told to lose weight, but I want to, and I tell the doc I want to. I asked for some prescription diet pills, but he won't write the prescrip. He thinks I need to watch what I eat and exercise. Jeez, just where is an old lady supposed to get her prescription drugs?

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  4. Me three with the blood pressure. I'm with ya, Penguin buddy. We're all in this together.

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  5. OWL, you need to call Rush Limbaugh and ask him about that. I'm sure he can give you the names of a few dozen doctors who will write you prescriptions for any drugs you'd ever want :-).

    Day 1 passed, no big deal. Now for day 2 ...

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  6. Blood pressure is proof that the devil exists, if you ask me. I'm usually in the 140s/90s range, which is neither good nor horrible, but alarming for a bird only in his 30s. And my belly keeps getting bigger through no effort of my own on top of that -- my genes must have it in for me or something, I dunno.

    All I can do is forestall what appears to be the inevitable -- swear off fast food, get out of the house more, and eat less. Trouble is, I really love eating, so maybe it's not all genetic with me.

    Uh-oh! Excuse me, but I, uh *blush*, have to loosen my belt a notch...

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