Don't have much to say tonight except,
NEW PERSONAL RECORD!!!

What do I mean?




Here is a picture clue to help you decide:

Yep...hit 3.1 miles in just over 26 minutes. That is certainly a personal best for me.
I was speaking to one of the other guys in rehab & admitted that I couldn't run 3 miles AT ALL right before my heart attack.


I mean, I could have gotten to 3 miles EVENTUALLY, but there would have been a good bit of walking going on. I was in THAT poor a shape.


Now, my problem is, I need to get back to rehab tomorrow & hopefully be able to do something similar. THAT would truly mean I was on my way to good health.


Given that it is almost midnight as I write this, I better keep it short tonight or I might sleep through my alarm TWO days in a row.


Good night, and God bless.

Today was furniture moving day...well furniture moving evening anyway.

After work, the kids & I moseyed on over to the old house & loaded up the living room.
(Moseyed on over...ya like that?)

Fortunately, I have wonderful neighbors at both ends who helped with the couch & the big chair. My son helped with the tables and some other small things we moved today.

It was nice to do something somewhat strenuous like move furniture and not feel any issues. 
We only moved a couple of tables, and a couch and a chair. But it was something.

It was nice because I didn't once think about my heart. I just did what needed to be done.

Today was pretty much the first day where I tested my body without thinking, "Woops, I better be careful." I performed some physical labor without being afraid.

I purposely selected a little bit of furniture & I purposely am doing this move a little at a time so as not to put too much stress on my body in one day. Knowing that I wasn't going to try to load a big old truck with all of my belongings, all in one day, helped me mentally. I knew I couldn't really overdo it given the size of my trailer. So, I just did it...I just loaded the trailer, drove to the new place & unloaded it. Once that was done, I was done; no muss, no fuss...no fear.

Tomorrow will not be anything much. I am not trying to move the really big stuff, movers will do that for me. So, my big stuff is done & I am still here. A good day.

All this means that I am making progress; I am getting better mentally and physically.
Let's just hope it keeps going that way.

Good night & God bless.

Wow...what a tiring day.

I had my normal rehab today. I started a little slow, but picked up at the end & finished another 5k (3 miles). I guess if I were smart, I'd actually have tracked the distance I ran in rehab...it would have made a better story wouldn't it? Duh!

Well, anyway, that is not what made me tired. What made me tired was the walk I took to meet the family for lunch...well, THAT didn't make me tired either actually.

What made me tired was the bike ride I took with my oldest in our new community. Now, understand, that was NOT an Iron man version of a bike ride. This was a pretty short ride, but it just seemed like it was all up hill (you know like how our parents had to walk to school in the snow).

We did 2/3 of the community &by the end of the 2nd hill my legs were DONE.

The nice part, other than spending time with my boy, was that my LEGS, and not my HEART, that were my limiting factor. That was a comforting thing.

So...I ran, I worked, and I rode a bike. That is sort of a triathlon...isn't it?

I can tell you that, not long ago, I would not have thought I could do 3 miles on a treadmill, much less adding a mile or so of a bike ride, much LESS having that ride be on the kind of hills we have around here.

That burn in my legs never felt so good.

Rehab officially ends soon, but I 0lan on using the facility for as long as I can. Remember, I am a year or less away from my first sprint triathlon... I gotta be ready.

Good night and God bless.

I don't really have much to talk about tonight.
It was a pretty boring Monday; work, kids, whining (them not me), and taking medicine.

It is funny, I have been taking the medicines so long, and yet I still need the alarms on my cell phone to remind me to take the medicine. Not sure why I can't seem to remember, but I usually am surprised when my alarm goes off to tell me it is time for another medicine,

About the only medicine, I can remember to take is my anti clotting medicine. That is a good thing, because that one is my anti clotting medicine. It prevents a clot from forming at the site where theyinserted the stent.

If it wasn't for the alarms & the pill sorter I'd be forgetting all of the time.

Have a great nI got all.

Good night & God bless.

What a great Easter.

Kids were all dressed on time for church, and they looked so good. The baby was beautiful in her little dress. The boys, the boys were so handsome in some freshly ironed shirts and pants.

I got to talk to mopt of my family, and friends in some way.

My wife was so pretty in the dress we bought for her on our honeymoon.

...and I got to play movies g man and electronics installer.

Yep, we moved more stuff into the house today. Not much, but enough that it is starting to feel like home.

Here's the funny part, I THANKED Ashley for "letting me" carry boxes into the house. Never thought I'd have to thank someone for manual labor, but I did.

I could see the worry in her face growing with each box I carried. Of course, I was getting more confident with each trip.

Well, almost each trip. About 1/2 into unloading the car, I remembered who I was, "a survivor."

My mind jumped in and said, "Um, Body? Please slow down, you are not the man you used to be."

It just sort of hit me that I should be more careful than I was. Mid-trip, with box in hand, I suddenly questioned myself.

Nothing happened (except the unloading of a car full of boxes). Thank God for that.

Today was great, and today was productive,  but today was also a kick in the butt. A kick that I better not try to do too much, or I will live (hopefully anyway) to regret it.

Couple of more weeks of rehab, and then I think they will cut me loose. After that it will be up to me to monitor myself.  Hope I can do that successfully, and help move boxes for my kids when THEY  move into new homes of their own.

By then, this blog will be finished. But if all goes well, I won't be.

Good night and God bless.

Happy Easter to everyone reading this.
Easter is an interesting holiday now.

It is the day we celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ. I certainly find reason to be happy on this day of resurrection, this day of being given life back.

Jesus gave up his life for us, as I would gladly do if it meant my children would live.

Thing is, to finish his job, Jesus had to come BACK from death, live again,  and show himself to be God's Son.

While I am not God's Son in the same way, I believe myself a child of God. And, as he knew with Jesus, God knew better than I did that I had to come back from death in that ambulance so I could finish MY job here on earth.

God will call me someday, I'll pass on, but not before I get the chance to raise 3 more of his children, protect them, teach them and love them.

I know I am still here for a reason, and every day, I see 3 examples of that reason in my babies' faces. Then, I look at thier mother and see number four.

So, all day today (it IS 1 am after all), I will hold in my heart's special place the knowledge that I am meant to help raise this family, protect and provide for them all; and I will begin another chapter in trying to become the best husband, father,  and man that I can be.

Thank you God for giving me one more chance to be the man you wanted me to be.

Happy Easter (and Thanksgiving in a way) to you all.

Good night and God bless.

So, post # 2 for the day & I'm tired.
I cut grass, I moved stuff to the new house. I even did a little work between that and hanging a new TV on the wall.

Needless to say it was a full day.

I am happy to say that, while I am tired, I am not EXHAUSTED or in any pain. I am just plain tired.

 It has been an interesting ride to say the least.

Well, time for bed.

Good night and God Bless