I’m starting to see a difference! If I were to say that I have the body of a fat rower now, that’d be kind of pretentious, but it’s the best way for me to phrase it. I was merely overweight before, deceptively obscured perhaps as credit to the fitness of my early 20s, and now I’m starting to see some of that same fit physique. Other than vanity, I have seen other results as well.
I might change this weekly column’s title. The main factor is how much value I think publishing these weekly updates as a self-help book could bring to a wider audience. It might have too many random philosophical musings and it’s also not as exciting a journey as the one I made in my 20s, the “Sixty Pounds in Six Months” Story, yet my 30s casual weight-loss pace could help others start drilling toward their goals.
Missed yesterday’s post. That broke the 41-day run. Also missed both rowing sessions, which happens more often. My writing quality went down so it was good to have the day off. In this week’s column about main exercise, some about diet, and hinting at general healthy lifestyles, let’s talk about how exercise is in a sense like exorcising those stress demons that can lead to missing days, lacking self confidence, and how to conquer them.
I’ve held my weight steady, from 260 to 258.8 pounds, since that weigh-in last month. That might be disappointing news if I were exercising as frequently as I was initially. I’ve just been relying on eating slightly better, because let’s face it, you don’t become overweight because you never find any tasty food. Since this weekly column is dedicated to better physical health, let’s brainstorm ways to incorporate regular exercising routines into the sedentary lifestyle.
For this week’s rowing column, let’s talk about motivation. Why exert so much effort in the process of rowing? Why exhaust yourself? Why try when it’s not surpassing your best? External motivation is temporary. Internal motivation remains when the inspiration is from a visceral moment in your past. As I was taking some photos on the morning of February 17th 2017, I realized that I was being hindered, and that it was time to get motivated.
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!
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.
How can I remain content and motivated in the rat race? How can I keep this excited state of contentment that tends to happen for me between accepting a new job and some months after starting the new job? I just quit my job and got another. So many people I’ve met are miserable, or subconsciously miserable, and I don’t want to keep in that content-misery cycle. How can I surpass that? Those were some of my questions going into the sensory deprivation chamber.