sgt.barney

"I can quit any time I want" Which was true for The Sarge. When he wanted to, he did ... except that for 27+ years he never wanted to. And if The Doc didn't step up the game with talk of Imminent Heart Attacks and Impending Decrepitude, he probably never would have wanted to. Easy Peasy

The Sarge thinks he loves you Tiffany[1] Easy Peasy FOOTNOTE: [1] Just don't tell Mrs. Sarge - she might get a bit jealous.

Careful what you say three times in a row ... Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Juicy Sprucy

High blood pressure, high cholesterol, impending diabetes, and imminent heart attack . Doctors Orders: Sarge Must Not Smoke! And so he quit. Easy Peasy

It wouldn't be a 70's party without The "Special" Brownies now would it? (WARNING: NSFW (not safe for work) link - don't click above if you're at work) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ueEdYZxznGE Easy Peasy

5.25-miler through the woods with Mrs. Sarge. Untimed, just for the fun of the run. Easy Peasy

Ball. Singular [1] Easy Peasy FOOTNOTE: [1] HINT: look at The Sarge's profile pic. One Ball.

It appears to The Sarge: Not. Easy Peasy

"Judge - and prepare to be judged ... " [1] -- Ayn Rand It's easy to lie and say you did your best ... when you didn't. Easy Peasy P.S. - the "whole story" is this: You smoked. That's it. The whole she-bang. FOOTNOTE: [1] Because there's actually, y'know, accountability that way.

Squeezy Cheesy

Ummm... No. You didn't Easy Peasy

Sushi night @ The Sarge's place. Easy Peasy

The Sarge tells you straight up: if it wasn't bad, he'd go right back to 'em. But they're bad ... so he won't. Ditto the greasy bacon McBurgers and pizzas every night, too. But they're bad. So he won't. He won't. Easy Peasy

There's only one way out, and that's through. Ya gotta go through it to get to the other side. Suck it up and drive on. Easy Peasy

That's because hypnotism is WooWoo™ of the highest order, Jonny. Easy Peasy

Easy Peasy

Blah blah blah blah ... We all have stressors, issues and drama in our lives. The Sarge has but one question: So what? So What? What's any of that got to do with smoking a cigarette? The Sarge has a hint: Easy Peasy

Back in 2011, when informed of imminent heart attack due to poor diet and no exercise, the Triglycerides (a type of fat in the blood) were over 500. The Doc wants less than 150. Yesterday, the Triglycerides were measured at 63. The trend is good over the last several readings. 500+, 241, 85, 63. The Sarge is in a good place w/ cholesterol/fat. Good cholesterol (Doc wants over 40) is trending well, too - upwards into good territory: 13, 28, 37, 46. Glucose went from impending diabetic (119 - officially "Pre-Diabetic") in 2011 to a nice, normal 81 (they want between 70 and 99) with yesterday's labs. Lifestyle changes: Diet and exercise work, folks - The Sarge is proof positive.[1] Quitting smoking didn't hurt, either ... Easy Peasy FOOTNOTE: [1] Still trying to get off those blood pressure meds, though ...

The Sarge grows most of what he eats. With as low-cal as most fruits and veggies are, he puts up near 1200 pounds of food a year (3 freezers, 1000-ish canning jars, and a drying house bigger than most garages.) Most folks don't have a clue what it takes to supply all of their own calories for a year. 60 pounds of strawberries is about a half-pound a week each for Sarge and Mrs. Sarge. Not much at all, really. A single slice of pie a week each is just about it. Easy Peasy

The Sarge understands, Babs. In other garden news: strawberries blooming like crazy. Expect at least 60 pounds of berries this year. That's a lotta pies! Easy Peasy