Saturday, January 9, 2010

Update: Progress

First off, I start running/walking next week. About 2 miles five days a week if I can manage it. I'm not looking for stamina so much as activity to help burn the excess calories floating around in my system. Working over the summer forced me to eat less while working more, so I lost a lot of weight that way. Now, I lead a much more sedantary lifestyle. No hard work every day and less of a limitation on my food intake. So, I'm walking. A lot. I've got music and I've got a jacket, so unless the weather really sucks, I'm going for a walk after work.

I started doing push-ups every morning before my shower as well. Not much progress there. I can't do a real push-up so I've been leaning against the edge of my bed. Don't laugh, because it just shows how weak my arms really are, but I started at about ten and now, after a week or so, i can do about fifteen before my arms fold. I'm keeping it simple and I'm not pushing myself too much, but I am making a little progress.

I talked to an Air Force recruiter the other day. He said that apart from my body weight I shouldn't have a problem joining. Just get the weight down and then come back was the gist of what he said. Hence the walking mentioned above.

Self-Improvement is coming slowly. I'm working on my vices and putting them in check. It's tough, tougher than I think most people realize, but I can say that I feel empathy for quitting smokers. I feel your pain, people!

Girlfriends are merely fanciful imaginings for me. I'm too shy to actually ask a girl out. But I am undaunted. I will make an effort as I'm making an effort in everything I'm doing right now.

Each day I try to take a little more thought into my decisions when they really matter. I mean, I can't just barrel through life like I used to. I have to wait and plan and be patient and all of that hinges on thinking before I act. Living wisely is about the same as it was before, but I'm not quite as rash as I used to be, I think. Could be wrong though.

Well, I've got to do things my own way, even that means doing them the hard way. What can I say? I'm a glutton for punishment.

Here I am in 2010.
-S.