New Necessary Goal

I had not been posting on this blog because, well, I had nothing to pose.  However, I am now dedicating this blog to my new, necessary goal.  I am 66 years old, kinda out of shape and way overweight.  I am at least 80 pounds overweight.  Add to that I have high blood pressure.  And none of the meds work on my blood pressure.  The only thing they do is make me sick, cause me to have skin problems, and outright allergies to them to the point of causing severe breathing problems.  Oh, and none of them have ever lowered my blood pressure.  In fact, they make it worse.  So my only options is to get in shape and lose the weight.  My goal is to take it all off by the end of the year.  I am working on menus.  I have started walking on the treadmill.  I can do 60 minutes at a relatively slow pace and that is what I am going to start off with.  I can climb 5 flights of stairs and do twice a day at work.  We are on the fifth floor and I take the stairs.  So that is something.  I am not completely out of shape.  I will post a picture soon and you can see how, for want of a better word, disgusting I look.  And I am going to post pictures as I progress.  I have my goal.  I have a size 5 dress hanging in my closet and I am going to get into that.  I either do this or I die. And since I am not ready to cash in my chips, I'm gonna do it.  My blood pressure routinely runs 158-165/75.  So you can see how necessary this is.  And I am going to use this blog to keep my focus.  Wish me luck.

Update

I got sick and was not on the treadmill for two weeks.  Before I even recovered from my illness, my children's relative with MS took a fall and broke two ribs so guess who had to take off work and take her to the ER?  And guess who had to go over there every day to make sure that she was eating, to check on her in general.  I did this for a week until her follow up.  Then I told her she was on her own.  She tried to tell me how much it hurt.  I had been in a similar situation when I had a 5 month old, a 17 month old and a 5 year old and I had a car wreck and broke three ribs, got a concussion and banged up both my knees.  So I already knew how this shook out.  So I laid it out for her.  Get up and walk or those ribs will not heal.  You have to keep your circulatory system moving if you want to heal.  And I told her it was up to her.  Well, I go over ever other day and take out her trash.  She seems to be doing better on her feet.  I haven't asked if she is walking or not.  I am done playing caretaker for people who refuse to help themselves.  Life is too short for self pity and if someone wants to sit and feel sorry for themselves, they will do it without me.  We'll see if she does what she needs to do.  She has never done it before. 
Now I am trying to get back to where I was.  I am still climbing 5 flights of stairs twice a day.  Haven't gotten back to my hour per day on the treadmill, but I have been spending a lot of time on yard work and will be working on my fence this weekend.  So I hope that counts for something.