[Rowing Machine] Two Four Nine

Shortly after beginning to row regularly again, I received invites for more physical hobbies. Until now, I hadn’t been up to the challenge. The brain is funny. Mine knows when it’s time to kick into gear. Mine knows when I need to trash the junk food and get better quality food. Mine knows when it can do more. My body is now less of a burden to my mind’s ambitions to do more, including… skateboarding?

  • My Weekly Stats:
  • Wednesday Morning: 50 good rows. Went a little too hard for my morning set. Sweaty still, and a little more tired than normal, but it’s good.
  • Wednesday Bonus: time 5min. 132 incredible rows at a 1:56/500m pace. 24SPM. 80 calories burned. I “leveled up” my stamina during the 45th row.
  • Wednesday Evening: 50 frustrated rows. When the world goes crazy, at least there’s the structure of rowing. You receive more than what you give.
  • Thursday Morning: 50 picturesque rows. After working the mind to exhaustion, working the body to exhaustion will help balance your perspective.
  • Thursday Bonus: time 5min + 50 exorcising rows. 109 rows at a 2:02/500m pace. 23SPM. 65+10 calories. The 61st row was my limit. Then 93..
  • Thursday Evening: 50 casual rows after going in strong for that first row and felt a pang in my legs that told me it’d be better to go easy.
  • Friday Morning: 50 practice rows. Prepped tomorrow’s fiction short story so I had to balance that workout with some rows. Sore; feeling good.
  • Friday Evening: time 5min. 74 exhausting rows at a 1:59/500m pace. 1-40 rows were incredible. Stopped at 41 to recuperate. 24SPM. 44 calories.
  • Saturday Morning: 50 stretching rows. Walked 3 miles last night, was tired and sore. Realized my leg muscles were sore. Looking into stretches.
  • Sunday Morning: 50 relaxing rows after sleeping 12 hours yesterday, the first time sleeping over 6 hours in over a month. Good recalibration.
  • Sunday Evening: 50 sweaty rows. My left knee popped in a peculiar way during row 36, doesn’t hurt now, but I took it lighter through the end.
  • Monday Morning: 50 headache-impaired rows. I can endure a lot, unless it’s a headache. They might be my body’s defense mechanism? Good rows..
  • Monday Bonus: time 5min. 128 solid rows at a 2:02/500m pace. 27SPM. 77 calories. Got into a good rhythm around 70 rows in. Forgot the rest.
  • Monday Evening: 50 agonizing rows. The 29th row beat my left knee; extended too far. My right leg was also unhappy, but these were temporary.
  • Monday Bonus #2: 50 muscle defining rows. Great arm movement throughout. My forearms feel buff. Less leg movement this time. Feeling good!
  • Tuesday Morning: 50 thoughtful rows. Awoke to a sore right leg, stretching helped, along with intense Blah Blah brainstorming today.
  • Tuesday Bonus: time 5min. 148 rows at a fierce 1:47/500m pace. 34SPM. 87 calories. 32/32 resistance. 24-36 rows were slow, then it was easy.
  • Tuesday Evening: 50 of the best rows around. Each felt like I was pulling from reserves I didn’t know I had. Each inspired me to work harder.
  • Vitamins: 6 of 14
  • Weight: 248.2 pounds
  • Last Week’s Goals:
    1. Rest: got more sleep
    2. Brush: much better now
    3. Floss: much better now
  • This Week’s Goals:
    1. Vitamins: consistently take them
    2. Rest: pace myself better
    3. Exercise: do more stuff

From Good to Better
I didn’t eat a cookie on Tuesday. Wasn’t interested in the chocolate chip cookie or chips. Sure, that is sin and blasphemy for most people. Maybe I’ll indulge in overly sugary foods again? For now, it’s not something on my radar.

I’m just about down 20 pounds from when I started getting into better shape in March. It’s been a long road. Though it’s not easy, the rewards are staggering. I’m starting to remember how it was like when I was in good shape.

The biggest thing about losing so much weight is your clothing options change. I’m currently wearing a polo shirt that a few months ago was too tight for me to wear. Now, it’s comfortable. I’m nearly at the next loop on my belt, too.

The second biggest thing is that I don’t feel like there’s this weight strapped around your stomach. I don’t feel as bogged down, both in terms of the physical weight that’s holding me down, as well as the mental weight of being physically restricted.

It’s a controversial thing to say, I know, so I’ll phrase it bluntly: if your physical health is not in check, your mental health may follow. This is speaking from someone that’s been through that and basically writes about psychological deviations twice weekly.

Though it’s not a direct parallel, when I exercise more and push myself through the minor aches, I feel better. Sure, my legs, knees, back, and all that temporarily hurt. That goes away. What’s left is that bliss of having overcome that agony.

So the rowing continues. I may up the weekend game to 5 minute sets in the evenings and maybe mornings, too. I may find more activities to get into. I’m right on the cusp. I can feel it. That sense that I’m just about at a good spot.

So that means I need to keep on going, well past that, until I get to a point where I’m frequently doing the things I want to do. Not being hindered by the physical self. To allow the mental self to fully realize itself in the physical world.

Hmm… that might’ve been too out there.

Still, I’m breaking format here and it’s kinda fun just typing what I feel like typing instead of being strictly concerned with a word limit.

My big goal is writing. My most important goal is writing "The Story." All other goals should work toward that central goal. My proudest moment is the most recent time I overcame some fear, which should have been today. I'm a better zombie than I was yesterday. I'm not better than you and you're not better than me. Let's strive to be better every day.