Lifting each of these 10- to 15-pound boxes up today reminded me of when it used to be easier to move boxes. My muscles have atrophied. Just slightly, but enough to notice. My bones crack more. I feel lazier. Now that my job has stabilized, I’ll soon to be ready to get back into rowing, whether it’s at the company gym, the community gym, or acquiring a new, quiet home rower. I’m getting the rowing itch.
I did have four major events happen over the past week.
With all of these stresses past, I can return to focusing on my downsizing project. I have a box of CDs that I’m partially done filling that’s already worth an acceptable amount of money for CDs I probably would have otherwise donated. Any money I’ll get from that will just go back into the funds to either pay for groceries, utilities, or eventually, financial investments. It may take time before I start making money on those investments, but better than now, I guess.
That’s the same with my muscles.
I needed to overcome the major stresses of my life before I could return to rowing. If I started rowing consistently after starting a new job, that stress could have manifested itself in ugly ways. Now that things have calmed down and I feel more ready to row, I have three options, each with their pros and cons:
- The company gym is free for me, but it will put me in a bad spot for traffic, except on the weekends.
- The community gym is cheap, but an additional hop on my route home that I’ll likely skip on rough days.
- The home rower can be expensive, but if I’m careful about not having a loud rower, I can use it whenever.
I might see if the apartment complex themselves can get a rower.
I’m just under halfway through my year-long lease here, but what if my next complex has a rower in their gym? They didn’t have one in my previous complex, but that was the cheapest complex in the area. I would rather row at home than spend the half-hour or more per day it might take for me to get to a gym and back, not to mention the energy I have to expend motivating myself to go. As I saw with the community gym, as much as I love rowing, I’d rather abstain from doing what I love than dealing with bullshit. I’m still a homebody, I guess.
I sent an email to the apartment complex.
First, if they had any plans to buy one, and second if they had any recommendations. Hopefully, I’m through the worst of these financial, career, and fitness depressions. It’s not like any of them were in terrible shape, but they definitely could use some improvement. Steady action by enacting financial and career stability, and figuring out long-term fitness options, can help. I did some squats today. Push-ups can give me headaches.
I could walk more often…
|Sources: My fitness experiences.
– This week’s weight: 227.0 pounds
– Last week’s weight: 227.5 pounds
– Difference: If my calorie charts show anything, it’s that I was the most stressed out midweek. Some significant things happened that I’ve written about abstractly elsewhere in future posts. Hopefully, with that all out of the way, I can focus on burning superfluous energy exercising.
|Inspirations: Moving stuff around is a great way to figure out where you are in life.|
|Related: Past weekly column entries.|
|Photo: One of my downsizing walls.|
|Written On: June 23rd [45 minutes; WordPress]|
|Last Edited: June 23rd [0 minutes; First draft; final draft for the Internet.]|