Up In Arm's | Romey

Greetings, Fellow PW’ers and Visitors,

It has been quite some time since I’ve checked in. We are well into 2015, and those of us who participate in the annual ab-fest did not ab-dicate our duty this year.

I have sufficiently recovered from the latest test, so I will share the experience with you. I was really proud of myself when Dr. Tim had me add extra weight while doing some bench presses. I did one extra set just to prove to myself that I could. I should have known right then that there was a plan of which I was unaware. Proud of myself for having done the extra set, I did a set of 50 ‘head-to-head’ on the red ball with 10-lb weights. No problem. Then I did 50 ‘touchdowns’ with said weights. Still going strong. One more set of 100 with 5-lb weights, after which I waited for the magic words “on the table.” There were words, alright, but not what I expected (you’d think I’d learn after all these years): “200 with 2-lbs, Romey.” What????? I was not going to be scared off by measly 2-lb weights, but I’ll tell you that my arms felt like jelly afterwards. I kiddingly made some remark about ‘gun control.’ These are the good kind of guns, and I’m proud to have them. Excuse me while I search for a sleeveless top to wear to show them off.

I am not a risk-taker by nature. As a child, I always had a dime in case I needed to call home (boy, did I just date myself!); when I lived in the snowbelt, I never let the fuel in my car get below the half-way mark in case I got stuck in a traffic jam in bad weather; now I always carry a charger in case my cell phone battery gets low. Until a couple of weeks ago, I had some clothes in my closet that I was keeping in case I put on weight. When I first started working with Dr. Tim, my goal was to exercise as a form of stress relief. I needed to lose some weight, but I did not focus on that...
As they say, he’s got a million of ‘em. By the way, who is “they” and why do we care what they say? But I digress… As we get to know Dr. Tim, we realize that he’s got his special sayings and mottos. Some are obvious, others are more subtle. One day during a conversation, he made the statement to me that “if you come, I can help you.” Seven simple words that on the surface seem innocuous; but when you think about them, there’s so much more. This is really a two-way street. On the one hand, what a relief it is to know that there is someone whose belief in helping is so strong that all you need...
In the musical, “Wicked,” the ‘bad’ witch wants to defy gravity and stop living life ruled by limitations put on her by others. She sings, “Something has changed within me; something is not the same; I’m through with playing by the rules of someone else’s game.” Now, you may say she didn’t have to live by their rules, but sometimes it is a very insidious process throughout our lives and we are often not even aware of limitations placed on us by ourselves or others. I have learned that people, for the most part, are somewhat uncomfortable when someone close to them makes big changes in their...
This week, I am celebrating my first year with Dr. Tim, and what a year it’s been!! My health and fitness are the best they’ve been in my entire life and I feel, not only great, but hopeful for a longer and happier life! In this past year, I have lost 52 pounds with Dr. Tim’s diet and nutrition plan, increased my walking ability to 8 miles a day after his intense therapy on my hip, and achieved significant changes in my body strength/fitness with his workouts. Who knew I could EVER do 1000-1400 abs in one session???!!! Most important has been my improvement in mind/body/spirit. There is...
My mother passed away this past December. As I was going through her papers yesterday, I ran across a newspaper article she had cut out and saved. As I read it, I realized that this was very much the way she lived her life, and it also echoed my last blog, to some degree. I feel it applies to all ages, so here it is, author unknown. “Lord, Thou knowest I am growing older. Keep me from becoming to talkative, and particularly keep me from falling into the tiresome habit of expressing an opinion on every subject. Release me from the craving to straighten out everybody’s affairs. Keep my mind...
Our trainer is called Dr. Tim. He helps to keep us fit and trim. He treats body and soul And loves the phrase “Rock and Roll.” Whatever would we do without him?
I noticed when my parents were aging that the conversations often revolved around their aches and pains and/or current medical issues. I made a mental note to NOT do that as I grew older. Fast forward to now…I am in my sixties and, to my horror , I find myself engaging in those same conversations with my peers!!!! YIKES!!!! It’s happening to me and I need to pay attention. Now we all know Dr. Tim’s philosophy of “No excuses, only success,” and it occurs to me I am not following that very well. So, I start reflecting back on my workouts the past few months and realize I complain A LOT about...
How did it get to be the end of January already? It seems just days ago that I was sitting in a restaurant in the Midwest with 3 dear friends at the holidays. I was sipping a martini whilst feeling a tinge of guilt over the empty calories when one of my friends mentioned that I looked really fit. First of all, we all love each other, but we’re not prone to commenting on each other’s looks. Secondly, I was amazed that the state of my fitness was noticeable due to the heavy winter clothes I was wearing. Her comment made me think about some of the lessons that I’ve learned from Dr. Tim about...
All the Very Best Wishes for a Blessed, Happy, Healthy and Prosperous Happy New Year in 2009! Above and beyond the pleasant ritual of good will and best wishes, here’s wishing that you’ll have success facing the oncoming personal successes, and global successes and the inevitable personal and global difficulties that are certainly present, but not insurmountable. Human beings are great at coming out of adversity, having centuries of experience with wars, invasions, plagues, poverty, tyrants and tragedy. Life has always had devastation and life has always known celebration, to say the least…...
In March, 2008, I found myself unable to walk more than 1/2 a block and I could only go up stairs, one at a time! Yikes!!! I’m thinking to myself, I’m only 61 and I can’t do the one exercise I love more than any others–walking–how sad. It was due to severe hip pain which had been building for ~8 months. I had a trainer and he was doing his best to “fix” it, but it just kept getting worse. I thought I probably needed a hip replacement as I have so much arthritis and I couldn’t get the Orthopod’s office to call me back!! So, I’m at dinner with friends and they observe my pitiful gait,...

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