Wild ride to getting back in shape (1)

Back in my youth I been very active physically. From swimming, to fencing, from dancing to volleyball and tennis. I did many different things, all cause I’ve been diagnosed at age of 10 with ‘prolapsing disk’ (not sure if that is the right term for it) in my lower back. Essentially, my back needs a huge corset made of muscles to have a fighting chance, even more so with my breast size – 34 HH. Ohh, do believe me, I would like to get it downsized, but here the insurance does not cover that kind of surgery and I can’t afford to pay for it on my own, at least not yet.  Maybe in couple of years. For now stuck with it and have to make best out of it.

I also have a lazy valve aka… higher risk of problems with the  heart and circulation.

I have remained active physically for years, but then my son was born. He is a kid that does and did need a bit more attention than a standard child. This has rendered me will-less towards taking care of myself for a long time… something like 12 years.  Do not get me wrong, I did attempt not once not twice to get that fatty (and getting fatter over time) ass of mine to move. Yet, I lacked the fixation and will to keep up on the course. The longest I stayed on track of regular exercise so far was a week.  After that I would either stop due to being sick, or one of my boys being sick… or whatever… any excuse seems to have worked. My mind excelled at providing them.

Almost three weeks back something happened that rocked my world. Something I have not though possible even in my wildest dreams. Yet, it did.  First, I had to deal with 20 years of moral hangover… thinking… mind spinning….

Then I stumbled across an open-air gym nearby, that has recently been put up, yet I did not realize it was there. To help me think, to work off some steam that was accumulating while I was analyzing all aspects of the issue I faced and before I could share it with anyone, I started to work out. It is not much 30-45 mins a day at 4.30/5.00 am when there is none there to compete over the machines. It’s been two weeks now (with 2 days of a break in-between) and I still feel the urge to go there and do that… the thinking is almost done… but as result of it I have gained plenty of motivation to keep on going and to start taking better care of myself.

Regardless of how remotely possible some events in future are, regardless of my own slaking around for years…. I can’t give up now. This is fight for myself and I can’t lose.  Taking it around, if I want the future remotely possible events to even have that ‘remote’ chance… I need to get myself in shape.

Today, had a first sign from my body (not just my mind and soul) that I’m on the right track. I jumped the scale and my weight moved, for the first time in 2 years,  not much but still down by 3 kg. Kilograms do not matter to me so much as the state of my spine and heart, but they do hold influence over those two. I can’t give up.. that’s not an option anymore.

I doubt I will become a fanatic spreading word of wisdom on exercising and gyms, but I certainly wish to share my positive motivation with all.

So everyone.. move it… 🙂


Journal of inexperinced driver of classic 100% mechanic car (3)

I think I’m getting better at this.

It’s still not the 1st go, and I still need help with the double garage doors (though I suspect it might be something the pilot itself, I will need to get it checked this week).. but I’m getting there. Of course I do drive, for now, overly cautiously… but I really do not quite follow why go more than the speed limit?  you will only have to stop at each lights (tried that, tested, 45-50 is just perfect). If you maintain the speed, you can drive almost though the whole city without stopping even once due to the lights.

This Sunday I drove the longest on one go. Around 30 km. Including city center and speedway. And I did not get honked at ;-P.  I’m also doing deep in review of driver’s codex and taking massive amount of tests. Quite a few things changed since we joined the EU…. I’m not EU certified yet it seems. Better study than to be sorry later. But you would just not believe how many are ignoring the rules altogether. Some, looking at what they are doing on the streets, ought to drive in Britain 😉

I got my aluminum rims past Friday in mail 😉 Was a bit reluctant to buy them, cause with used you never know.. yet those were then only rims ever produced here for 126p (heard there were some in Italy but not in the Eastern Block). They are 2 years olde than my car, but who cares, the National Conservator of Monuments Office should not have any problems with including them as alternative for my car next year when I’m getting it registered as a historic vehicle. This month I’m a bit short on funds, but next month I will have to transfer the tires over to the new rims, and keep the steel ones for winter. That will cost a bit, but then I will simply have a full set of replacements and will be able to work in peace on restoration of the steel ones (they do need to get sanded and re-painted).


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The only problem I have is the color. None seems to be able to find out for me what it is/was called and how it “should” look like. 24 years can do a lot of damage to car’s color, even when it is most of time kept in a garage. One thing is for certain, it is red. One could say that almost bloody red, and its no.63.  No catalogs from the 90’s or before mentions that color (neither Polish not Italian Fiat).

A friend, who used to work at FSO in Warsaw (closely linked to FSM, also making Polish Fiats, just the big ones, and some other cars), told me that I should be not surprised at all. There were series that would come from the production line with NO number at all, and there were short series of couple of dozens that had colors sent from Italy for testing… but instead of testing they would end up in production. I think Carter, a friend of mine, was closer to truth than most while commenting on this finding of mines at FB – “congratulations on continuing to live on the outside of reality” ….  Well, for the Monuments Conservator’s Office that ought to be additional incentive to get the car registered  😉