Goals require sacrifices. If I wanted to remain the same depressed, miserable, and terrible person I was years ago, I would continue those self-destructive lifestyles of decadence, clutter, and excess. If I want to experience more of life, write perhaps even professionally and on my terms, and have more autonomy in life, I must sacrifice some elements of myself that hinder progress in those directions. How will I do that? I guess with some resolutions…!
I spent 5 hours this morning sorting my CD collection that could have been invested in anything else, with just two small boxes to show for it! If I could estimate the time I’ve spent looking over my collection, driving to then browsing in stores for new additions, or considering what I own versus what I need to add, the time would be in the hundreds of hours. Isn’t that a waste of time and money?
Physical fitness is a daily decision. While making smart decisions throughout the day to eat better quality foods can help me feel better, I’ve found that exercise more directly inspires my diet. When I haven’t exercised or thought about aspects of my personal fitness, my cravings that day will go toward junk food or impulsively getting a second plate of Thanksgiving dinner. When I have, I’m more interested in eating healthier foods and smaller portions.
“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.
Compared to last week when I obliterated my anaerobic times, I ramped down. I could blame external frustrations like a float tank session leaving me uncharacteristically stiff, dealing with bad news, feeling ill, or prioritizing my time in the mostly sedentary sport of writing. It’s good to acknowledge those excuses. It’s better to prevent excuses from reaching your goals. Dust them off, like my rowing machine below, and let’s brainstorm some ideas to get back to it!
Fifty rows in a minute and thirteen seconds! That shattered my previous record of 1:16, which happened after my best 10 minute count, helping a buddy move house, and working late to finish a review. I hadn’t pushed myself that hard in years! So this update was originally going to focus on pacing and the importance of having time off to recuperate mind and body. Then something I couldn’t believe happened.
Two hundred and sixty seven. The most I’ve ever weighed at just around six foot. The last time I let myself go this badly was coincidentally around a time I could easily join a training program that taught about general health and specific fitness. I burned sixty pounds in six months. Gaining the weight back was inconsistency and a little more, so now that I’m back at rowing and thinking healthier, here’s what works for me.