Get my motor running

Jason
Monday
9:39 pm

As I slowly take the long swing around the bend toward getting older, I really am trying to tell myself that I need to stay in shape. Older physically that is, not mentally, as I have been stuck on about 14 years old for a decade…or so I have been told.

In high school and throughout college I did myself a decent favor and stayed active. Matter of fact I can attribute my 0.4 GPA my first semester to spending six hours in the gym running games of basketball rather than sticking my nose in a book or even attending class. I did better my second semester, enough to raise my GPA to a 0.6. They were nice enough to ask me to leave for a little bit for some reason.

All that aside, I was doing something. Basketball, intramurals, golf. Heck I even took second in a campus class tournament playing tennis, going on to later coach the sport. Then I graduated, moved to a small town named Kerrville, TX, and proceeded to become addicted to the internet. Living on my own, working a newspaper job that had me in the office until midnight, 1 am shopping at the only place open at that time, Wal-mart, and sleeping late pretty much made up my life for a year.

Then I decided to head back to school, and proceeded to sit on my butt some more. Somehow during this time I somehow held myself together enough to get engaged. Yeah, that engagement lasted all of four months. But that threw me back into activity. It is how I escaped. Running three to four nights a week  in New Braunfels, TX, combined with some lifting a couple nights out of the week and I was soon on the lean and narrow…well narrow for me.

Then I got engaged again, graduated, got a job with bad hours again. Combine that with my inherent laziness and it has been pretty hard to get myself started again. Last year I took a summer weightlifting class. That almost put me back on the path I needed. But I fell by the wayside. And now here I stand trying to once again push myself, trying to shed about 30 pounds.

Running has always been my exercise of choice. It gets me out. Puts me in my own little world. Music for the journey is always a necessity. Plus you get to smile at all the nice people you pass.

Last week I proudly proclaimed I was going to start waking up at 5:45 am to get my running done in the morning. That lasted all of one time of the alarm going off that early before I turned it off. So not a morning person. Josh called me on it. He said I was setting myself up for disaster. He was right. Crash and burn.

So, today, Monday, new day, new week. New drive. Dinner early. Took a 75 minute run/walk to grab some extra keys for the house. Did it with minimal damage. Over the past few weeks I have made somewhat of an effort to reduce the amount of fat and sodium in my diet. More vegetables. Will continue to do what I can.

Sad thing is I pay eight bucks a month for my campus field house and do not use it. Time to start getting my money’s worth I suppose. Need to work in the weightlifting. That way I can have a sculpted body just like Will Ferrell.

Last sad thing? My graduate degree was in exercise and sports science. I understand nutrition and how the body works. I know the proper procedure for weight loss and how to do it correctly. Just never invested the time. When I dropped those 30 pounds in New Braunfels? Totally threw darts and drank beer ever Thursday night. You can do that as long as you do the other stuff.

So I submit myself to Geek6 and its lashing as a motivator. Your jeers and ridicule will only drive me. That and the PS3 coming my way if I can shed those 30 pounds.

Good times.

/stream of consciousness