CONFESSIONS OF AN EX-ERCISE JUNKIE
It all started in 1992, quite innocently, with a stop at the Senior Center. I had just retired and was looking for diversion and fellowship - Not knowing that I might get into the wrong crowd.
Among the many rooms for recreation and education was a area cleverly called "the weight room". It had a great number of machines obviously made for basic manufacturing, but had more sinister purposes. And, as I later found just that -they were - to make the powerful and abililitating drug EX- ERCISE.
The whole process begun with my taking a few experimental pulls on the one just inside the door. I cannot truly say that I liked it at first or felt that buzz as I do now many years later, but it was the begining of my tumble into the depths of being an almost daily user, requiring more and more to satisfy my now obscene appetite. We would value our additions too often on the "feeling" that it produces. I would talk to those of you about the consequences of such a decision.
For instance... .. Small lumps began to appear about my chest arms and legs -even alarmingly on my stomach. My friend Tom, similarly afflicted, identified it as a "one -pack" he having a more advanced stage of a "two- pack". I should have stopped then, for he had began to escape that scourge by running incessantly on a moving platform. A truly pitiful thing to witness.
I found that I was totally unable to take medication, to the consternation of my doctor, and resorted only to "natural" means of reducing my cholesteral. It dropped fifty points due to my daily popping of Red Rice yeast tablets enhanced by Co-Q 10. Are there no limits?
Many of my McDonalds freinds started to desert me "for fear of catching something".
I started to demand extended warranties on things I purchased to feel protected - I was so secure.
The expenses for over a years supply of the most common comforts such as toilet tissue, mouthwash, and toothpicks were mounting and uncontrolled.
I say this and more only that you may not become sucked into a lifestyle that requires you to buy smaller sizes, miniture Lazy Boy recliners, or face the continual adjustment (perhaps discard) of your belt and swim trunks, (perhaps not discard, in the latter case).
All of this I endured even to this day, when I awoke to God's words admonishing "Know ye not that your body is a temple of the Holy Ghost in you, which ye have of God and are not your own?"
While I truly recognize that we cannot bargain with the Lord, may I respectfully offer; I will give up ease, comfort and weight gain if You will accept and facillitate my addiction ... or at least keep the Temple open to it weekdays during rehab. Deal - or no deal ?
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Author: hiswitness
Location: Beaverton Oregon USA
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Age: 80
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