“They have one of those in the back.” Most gyms have rowing machines. It’s just they’re hidden in plain sight because they’re not glamorous devices. Running is sexy. Rowing is… not. One treadmiller had rested his backpack on the sole rower at this one gym, and when I motioned that I wanted to use it, while courteous, he seemed surprised that someone was going to use it. See, I don’t like rowing being my secret.
- My Weekly Stats:
- Wednesday Evening: 50 solid rows. Form and pace was fluid. Drank liters of water, ate decently, and rested sufficiently, which probably helped.
- Wednesday Bonus: time 5min, 167 solid rows. Not rowing at length might have been why I was getting out of shape. It’s rough, but this feeling!
- Wednesday Evening: 50 good rows. Best way to motivate yourself physically is to do something mentally uncomfortable. “Anything but this!” Done.
- Thursday: 50 early morning rows. I’m more inclined to sit at my computer to wake up. Interestingly, I did physical activities instead.
- Friday: 50 good rows. 50 sometimes feels either insubstantial or daunting. When I get into this overly analytical mindset, it’s both.
- Saturday Morning: 50 solid rows. Between 6 hours of sleep and seeing two terrible bands, I feel great. Drinking 1.75+ liters of water helped!
- Saturday Bonus: 50 good rows. Feeling well. Good form throughout, solid pace, and no pauses or lulls. Every row flowed intuitively. Good set.
- Saturday Evening: 50 decent rows. Felt sluggish around 16 rows in but things picked up. Back, legs, and arms are tired in that good, calm way.
- Sunday Morning: 50 excellent rows. Tired out briefly at around 35 in, but held a solid pace and even 5 minutes later, still feeling the burn!
- Sunday Evening: 50 good rows. I was distracted this evening, unsure of the evening’s direction, so I said enough to that, rowed. Now it’s go.
- Monday Morning: 50 good rows. I started off strong with 16 electrifying rows, which was good, except I needed some of that nervous energy.
- Monday Evening: 50 solid rows. Today involved more physical effort than normal, which was a good change of pace. I just lost myself in work.
- Tuesday Morning: 50 light rows. Mild warm up since there’s plenty of physical work to do. Pacing is key. Don’t overdo it rowing or living.
- Tuesday Evening: 50 incredible rows. I truly felt the strength of my upper body, specifically, during this set. Every muscle worked in unison.
- Vitamins: 12 of 14
- Weight: 249.4 pounds
- Last Week’s Goals:
- Weight: consciously took in less calories
- Fitness: only did one 5 minute set
- Wellness: maybe watched too much anime?
- This Week’s Goals:
- Weight: less calories and more exercise
- Rest: don’t eat when I’m tired, eat when hungry
- Wellness: not engaging with stressful situations
- From Good to Better
- If I’m not intending to write at my computer, I’ve been better about not sitting there and wasting time. I’ve been sewing, as mentioned in “Repair or Destroy?,” in my eventual office area. That’s been useful to keep the area tidy, since I’m using it now.
- I happened into some warehouse work this week, mainly as a favor, and partially as a refresher. “It’s like getting paid to work out.” “I guess you could say that.” Compared to years ago, moving stuff around anaerobically is much easier for me now.
- Writing forces me into reclusion, so I’ve been making a more conscious effort to get out more. Flying my drone led to a brief chat, including how crappy Propel drones are because they’re too light, which was nice. I’ll review mine with more air time.
- Sober Living
- I’m not sure what the exact trigger point was for writing “Don’t Burn Out.” Putting myself out there to that degree was a little concerning. I dropped my name from the introduction paragraph, yet I feel good about digging deep into my psyche.
- That occasional series could be helpful for others. As I was getting sober, my sponsor told me about how, even years later, while we were having a nice conversation, his mind was distracted with getting messed up. Even in decent company.
- If there’s one central theme with my writing, it’s to use this skill I’ve been practicing as a weapon to take down stigma. We should have more open dialogue available. I shouldn’t feel ostracized for realizing I was headed down a path of destruction.
- Confronting Cortisol Circumstances
- Stress consumes me the most when it’s the minor things that pile up. I can usually tackle arguments, passive aggressiveness, and situations with such force that people don’t expect it. “I’m fine until you back me into a corner.” Subtle stress?
- It’s like dealing with a stack of paperwork. What happens to me is that quickly paperwork will just pile up to a point where it seems like it will take hours to wade through. I can see it physically, but I don’t quite know how to fix that.
- Similarly, I don’t know how to resolve subtle stress. Disengaging is helpful, only in that you can ride out the emotional tidal wave that threatens to consume your stress boat through entertainment. The best course of action, then, is confrontation.
- Disengaging from Stress
- I watched too much New Game!, if it wasn’t already clear in “Don’t Burn Out.” It’s the sort of escapism I like, where there are analogies and aesops you can bring back with you to reality to help you become a better person. Finding tools like that is [too] nice.
- I’ve been inspired by the vitality of the 10 Bullets methodology to set up my workspaces in ways that better suit the work that needs to take place there. My areas and mind get cluttered when objects are where they don’t belong. Clutter is stressful.
- The big one: I faced a stressful person directly on Monday. I didn’t mince words, just explained exactly what happened, as I was instructed to do, and while apologizing, never backed down. After later insecurity, I checked: it was all good. If I had yielded, succumb to stress, or in other ways not held my ground, then I would have been more stressed about if the situation had went differently. The big trick too is to always be polite. When you’re rude, you lose. When you’re cordial, you win.
- I was looking for Colossus’s barbells on Monday morning, and eventually found them hidden in plain sight, due to the accidental color clutter that had accumulated with all the rowing related stuff I have near my rowing machine. I should fix that soon.
- I may have mentioned that I have a theme with this weekly column. I weigh myself every two weeks. The weigh-in week is signified by a photograph with Colossus. The other week is signified by his barbells. Kind of a fun way to photograph the toy.
- I went with this toy because as a kid, this character was my impression of what fitness was all about. You were either average or this bodybuilder. Colossus was one of my favorite characters, too, so now this backup Colossus is a mascot of sorts.
- “1201111” looks kind of like row: