Wait, The Second Number’s Not Supposed To Be High!

I’m still sick, so I decided to suck it up and go to the doctor. He says it’s still a cold and if it’s not better by Thursday, come back in. Ooooo-kay. In other news, I have insane blood pressure. It’s kind of scary that it’s been creeping up over the past few months and is now in the “we’re going to medicate you” range. So, I have to get serious about losing weight and exercising and taking pills until I get it under control. I get to go back in two weeks for a physical.

I’m twenty-seven, how did this happen? Oh yeah, I got fat and lazy and am a workaholic who’s knees complain at the thought of doing anything exercise-like. It’s a cyclical mess of excuses and problems and it’s time to stop. I’m not going to be a 40-year-old heart attack victim who can’t play with his kids. Just so you know…