Well, let’s see if hitting me in the pocketbook will motivate me to lose significant weight.
I won’t get into specifics, but the upshot is that I have to complete a lot of activities this year to avoid paying a surcharge on my medical insurance premiums next year. (The activities tend to be things that burn a lot of calories.)
This appeals to my competitive nature. It appeals to my business sense. Can I fan those flames enough to drop a waist size or two? Stay tuned.
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We also got the company health check, and I got gypped. I’m taking 75 mg of Toprol, I have problems with low blood pressure, there is no way my blood pressure was 160/90 that day. To top things off, the “nurse” tilted the dial where I couldn’t read it for the second measurement. Jeff teased me about drawing the Virginia College grad. I had another doctor’s appointment later that day, and my blood pressure was 118/72. That’s more like it. **grumble, grumble**
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