This Trucker Fights Back
- Thread starter T2 Trucker
- Start date
- Status
T2 Trucker
New member
mmmm, thx for the quickie
I hope you maintain a sane plane today Mornin Toots!! How's my favorite trucker??
I'm going to pull something up out of the archives...
"Do something strong today!!!"
Nice recall Amy
and I did my share today, just back from a 5 miler and washed the car. I have an appt this afternoon so I'm kinda done being strong for the day.How did your dentist visit go ?? any smoke this time ??
G'Morning T2 - thanks for all the info in my diary last night
Anytime Debi
I didn't even get into fructose and sucrose yet Gosh Iwan, I feel like pushing you on the swingset and sharing my Tonka Truck with you in the sandbox.
Good morning my friend + a
niapage
New member
Heyas T2,
Good afternoon,looks like you are doing gr8
today a 5 mile walk and washed the car wow way to
GIT-R-DONE ! I have been buying grapes from even
different stores and they are not tasting right stringy
and the texture's not right the apples aren't so juicy
either thats about all the fruits I like except bannanah's!
Well enjoy the rest of your day,Tammy
Good afternoon,looks like you are doing gr8
today a 5 mile walk and washed the car wow way to
GIT-R-DONE
! I have been buying grapes from evendifferent stores and they are not tasting right stringy
and the texture's not right the apples aren't so juicy
either thats about all the fruits I like except bannanah's!
Well enjoy the rest of your day,Tammy
T2 Trucker
New member
Hey T2! Everyone in here sounds so cheerful today
DQ !!
It's always cheery here at the Truckstop I hope your day is great and ends even better !!Look at you doing 5 miles regularly! Randy - the is FABULOUS!!!
3rd one since Sunday
with a 20 mile total for the week to date. I may very well be looking to get out the northeast to fullfill my new-found love for walking. One thing about having a CDL in your wallet, you can just about pick where you want to live. I may be fast approaching that scenario.
Heyas T2,
Good afternoon,looks like you are doing gr8
today a 5 mile walk and washed the car wow way to
GIT-R-DONE
different stores and they are not tasting right stringy
and the texture's not right the apples aren't so juicy
either thats about all the fruits I like except bannanah's!
Well enjoy the rest of your day,Tammy
Oh yeah Tammy, I've been on a run of watery grapes mydamnself
Apples have been ok, tomorrow I'm picking up my quarter case of Pnk Lady apples - gawd I luv those !!As an old banana hauler, I'll share a tip with you about buying bananas. If they smell like coconuts, buy 'em - I'll bet you think I'm kidding ya dontchya.
MTV selection today is a song that catapulted this band to super-stardom and saved MTV from a saggy 5 years of played out techno music. Just when you thought MTV was dying, this song electroshocked the station from it's flailing coronary and retooled the market crying for rock, and more and more and more.
If you haven't seen this video 2396 times by now, you're too old to care or too young to know rock. Either way, Welcome to the Jungle !!
T2 Trucker
New member
It wouldn't be till after the holidays now but it's certainly an option I'm looking into. As of today, I'm very option-open.
You get more miles in 3 days than I do in 5
I'm just having fun with right now (while I can), I'm not sure this is a sustainable event long-term. It's funny though, the trail really brings it out in me. The big track or deck just keeps me at lower miles - I have no explanation for it either.beckster123
New member
With all that walking you'll get to you goal weight in no time!!! You're inspiring me to crank up my walking time again!!!
blackwdw
New member
Morning T2! Love yesterday's video selection. Makes me want to get up and do that little dance that Axel loves so much. Dude was skinny as hell, so it must help burn off all of those alcohol calories. *grin*
I totally know what you mean about walking outside...so much better than on the treadmill or track, but darn it's cold outside.
I totally know what you mean about walking outside...so much better than on the treadmill or track, but darn it's cold outside.
be_gone_soon
New member
Awesome
Hello! I took some today and read through your diary. Wow that is really inspiring. You are doing so good. I am amazed at your dedication. It takes a lot to come to the point of saying I'm gonna do something about this. that's one thing we all have in common on here. No matter how little or how much we had to lose we had to say I want to do better. S I don't know you but I wanted to say I'm proud of you for your efforts and am offering my support in your goal!!!
Hello! I took some today and read through your diary. Wow that is really inspiring. You are doing so good. I am amazed at your dedication. It takes a lot to come to the point of saying I'm gonna do something about this. that's one thing we all have in common on here. No matter how little or how much we had to lose we had to say I want to do better. S I don't know you but I wanted to say I'm proud of you for your efforts and am offering my support in your goal!!!
Iwan naloseit
New member
Morning Randy!
Hows your day going? Hope its a good one for you! See ya around dude.
Hows your day going? Hope its a good one for you! See ya around dude.
T2 Trucker
New member
Hi Goalie
Well isn't this a twist !! I didn't know a goalie could be inspired !! Knowing what I do helps others is about as enriching as it gets in life.Hi Patty
What comedy club you working tonight ?? lolol Thank Gawd we have a joke teller on here. One can never too much laughter can they ??Yeah, who hasn't tried the hip-slide in the privacy of their own home at some point *raises hand* <---- not a pretty sight either *scowls*
As far as the cold weather walks, well I 'dress for success' until the elements are gonna shove me indoors, at that point all I can do is shrug and ride that ^&*#^ bike in here *sighs*
I need to swing by some diaries and get caught up on current events with yours being one of them. I'll say this, you have a menu to kill for - complete awesome and designed to succeed. What huge step you've taken to give yourself a chance to win the good fight.
Hello! I took some today and read through your diary. Wow that is really inspiring. You are doing so good. I am amazed at your dedication. It takes a lot to come to the point of saying I'm gonna do something about this. that's one thing we all have in common on here. No matter how little or how much we had to lose we had to say I want to do better. S I don't know you but I wanted to say I'm proud of you for your efforts and am offering my support in your goal!!!
Awesome post b_g_s and how can I thank you back ?? I suppose it's ok for me to admit my dedication is top-shelf and really I think if one wants to pull off this type of thing, half-ass isn't going to cut it. I agree, the leap from thinking about to doing it is usually the hardest but once you get your groove on, it's not as difficult as it seems (many will disagree on this).
Thanks for your support - It DOES mean something !!
Hi QTPie
I hope you see me thin someday, not necessarily 'a round'. Hoping you have a great day too *beams* Just stopping by to wish ya HAPPY FRIDAY!!
Have a gr8 weekend,Tammy
Thank you Tammy, I hope you have a hoot this weekend too. No KFC ok ?? promise ??
T2 Trucker
New member
Evenin Toots!! Hope you had a great day!!!
Thanks Amy !! right backatya !!
Iwan naloseit
New member
The fort blew away.
T2 Trucker
New member
What an extraordinary last 24 hours.
About 10pm last night, the hospital calls me and ask me to come to the ER and help get my daughter under control. I show up and enter the room and my daughter is bitching out a nurse on a grand scale sparing no curse word known in the english language. A security guard has taken posture in threatening pose sided up with a male intern. The gurney is on its side and liquid all over the floor.
My daughter looked like Marilyn Manson and Shirley Manson on acid. She sees me and breaks out into an uncontrollable sob and I match hugs with her.
Dead silence - sans the weeping on her behalf. I scan the employees and offer a nod to speak. The female nurse said she wouldn't let her give her a shot of inflammatory meds pertaining to the condition she went there with (unknown to me at the time). With (temporary) order restored, I ask for privacy and granted such.
Standard close door discussion ensues. She offers no coherent debate or anything relevant to what happened in my absence. The door cracks open and a finger-wiggle 'c'mere' is aimed at me. I ask my daughter to sit down and stay calm.
I enter the hallway and a hospital official tells me "this is the third time this week your daughter has been to the ER" *blank look me* "your daughter needs help". I ask with what (specifically) ?? Ugh !! Everytown America USA. The official explains. Apparently my daughter didn't understand Former First Lady Nancy Reagan's "Just Say No" campaign slogan.
We endure two more outburst before I get her to allow a monster sedative to be administered. By 2am we wheel her out to my car I bring her to my place to sleep it off. I spend the rest of the dark morning staring at my pc screen numb. I doze off about sunrise.
After a few hours of sleep, I answer the phone from a cold sleep and get greeted by a trucking recruiter. We discuss my approval to drive for them. I have been thrashing this around long enough to start applying and see which way the wind blows. With my extensive experience and safety record, I'm a prime catch however with a two year gap and a disability things could wrong fast in the acceptance dept.
I have to think on the fly - unaided by coffee at this point - and I schmooze the recruiter to keep the hook in his mouth (this truly is the job I want company-wise and need to walk carefully here) and yet not commit to getting on the bus Monday for orientation. We come to a compromise that I'm going to wait until the holidays are over and he asked if he could call weekly to 'stay in touch' and said he didn't want to lose me. I agree. *click*
With coffee in hand, the next task is to call my ex-wife. We dig right into the topic at hand and we quickly resolve our daughter's situation. Luckily my daughter carries student status and my ex's insurance will cover walk-in recovery treatment. She says she will stop by in the afternoon to take to the rehab center.
I wake her up at noon and get her to clean up. The mood is good, she seems ready, willing and able to take on what's in front of her. I take her out to Walmart to get some 'personal affects' for her stay. Talk about Jeckyl and Hyde, were gliding through the store with normal conversation and I'm wondering where the Medusa I fought last night went to and yet I know she's still here without warning waiting to turn me to stone with a blink of her red eyes.
She champions me into trying on new clothes while she picks out a few things for her trip. I did pull off some amazing sizes in jeans (42) sweats (xl) and T's (xl). Even though I wanted to bust out and hoot n' holler the moment stayed between the two of us. The clever girl she is, she knows how to 'work' dad and smothered me with compliments.
I stop at Subway and get her fed, I pass on anything they have to offer and I didn't even bat an eye. Jarrod or otherwise, if I was going to break my fast food streak, today wasn't day and wouldn't be Subway either.
My ex stops by and picks up our daughter. I kiss her goodbye and close the door and I realize I haven't walked yet today. I walk till sundown not counting laps, time or even thinking much - just walk on. After fiddling around on here during a two hour phone call, I realize I hadn't eaten in 24 hours.
I made a steak salad with oven baked (always) fries making this about a 800 calorie meal and I'm done for the day. I'm exhausted.
Why tell this story ?? Because no matter what life throws at you, you have to be stronger than what's in front of you. I can't solve today's pressures by bending over and giving in to them. No solution was waiting for me at a drive-thru. Would allowing emotional eating to help ease my daughter's situation ?? I separated the problems from the reality. You may see this as a bad day for me, I see it as a great day.
Make life count.
I picked my next video for my daughter: Destination Unknown.
About 10pm last night, the hospital calls me and ask me to come to the ER and help get my daughter under control. I show up and enter the room and my daughter is bitching out a nurse on a grand scale sparing no curse word known in the english language. A security guard has taken posture in threatening pose sided up with a male intern. The gurney is on its side and liquid all over the floor.
My daughter looked like Marilyn Manson and Shirley Manson on acid. She sees me and breaks out into an uncontrollable sob and I match hugs with her.
Dead silence - sans the weeping on her behalf. I scan the employees and offer a nod to speak. The female nurse said she wouldn't let her give her a shot of inflammatory meds pertaining to the condition she went there with (unknown to me at the time). With (temporary) order restored, I ask for privacy and granted such.
Standard close door discussion ensues. She offers no coherent debate or anything relevant to what happened in my absence. The door cracks open and a finger-wiggle 'c'mere' is aimed at me. I ask my daughter to sit down and stay calm.
I enter the hallway and a hospital official tells me "this is the third time this week your daughter has been to the ER" *blank look me* "your daughter needs help". I ask with what (specifically) ?? Ugh !! Everytown America USA. The official explains. Apparently my daughter didn't understand Former First Lady Nancy Reagan's "Just Say No" campaign slogan.
We endure two more outburst before I get her to allow a monster sedative to be administered. By 2am we wheel her out to my car I bring her to my place to sleep it off. I spend the rest of the dark morning staring at my pc screen numb. I doze off about sunrise.
After a few hours of sleep, I answer the phone from a cold sleep and get greeted by a trucking recruiter. We discuss my approval to drive for them. I have been thrashing this around long enough to start applying and see which way the wind blows. With my extensive experience and safety record, I'm a prime catch however with a two year gap and a disability things could wrong fast in the acceptance dept.
I have to think on the fly - unaided by coffee at this point - and I schmooze the recruiter to keep the hook in his mouth (this truly is the job I want company-wise and need to walk carefully here) and yet not commit to getting on the bus Monday for orientation. We come to a compromise that I'm going to wait until the holidays are over and he asked if he could call weekly to 'stay in touch' and said he didn't want to lose me. I agree. *click*
With coffee in hand, the next task is to call my ex-wife. We dig right into the topic at hand and we quickly resolve our daughter's situation. Luckily my daughter carries student status and my ex's insurance will cover walk-in recovery treatment. She says she will stop by in the afternoon to take to the rehab center.
I wake her up at noon and get her to clean up. The mood is good, she seems ready, willing and able to take on what's in front of her. I take her out to Walmart to get some 'personal affects' for her stay. Talk about Jeckyl and Hyde, were gliding through the store with normal conversation and I'm wondering where the Medusa I fought last night went to and yet I know she's still here without warning waiting to turn me to stone with a blink of her red eyes.
She champions me into trying on new clothes while she picks out a few things for her trip. I did pull off some amazing sizes in jeans (42) sweats (xl) and T's (xl). Even though I wanted to bust out and hoot n' holler the moment stayed between the two of us. The clever girl she is, she knows how to 'work' dad and smothered me with compliments.
I stop at Subway and get her fed, I pass on anything they have to offer and I didn't even bat an eye. Jarrod or otherwise, if I was going to break my fast food streak, today wasn't day and wouldn't be Subway either.
My ex stops by and picks up our daughter. I kiss her goodbye and close the door and I realize I haven't walked yet today. I walk till sundown not counting laps, time or even thinking much - just walk on. After fiddling around on here during a two hour phone call, I realize I hadn't eaten in 24 hours.
I made a steak salad with oven baked (always) fries making this about a 800 calorie meal and I'm done for the day. I'm exhausted.
Why tell this story ?? Because no matter what life throws at you, you have to be stronger than what's in front of you. I can't solve today's pressures by bending over and giving in to them. No solution was waiting for me at a drive-thru. Would allowing emotional eating to help ease my daughter's situation ?? I separated the problems from the reality. You may see this as a bad day for me, I see it as a great day.
Make life count.
I picked my next video for my daughter: Destination Unknown.
- Status