Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Nah, I don't. I've gained.
But life's been crazy. I still walk pretty much every day but now my right knee keeps reminding me that I'm 51, not 21.
I was just accepted into the Master's program at my school. I'll probably go another 4 years if I keep taking just one class/semester but doing three semesters/year. I love it but I have to be mindful of how my time will be abbreviated if I start working.
Speaking of which, everything I do these days is some form of volunteer work. I get a lot of practice doing what I want to do for money. And I'll see - maybe I can convert one of these little side projects into my capstone project? I don't know; it's too early to think about that.
I also have a 4.0.
Yeah, that's right.
So -- life is full of decent food choices and exercise but my body keeps screaming, "You're supposed to weigh 275!!! Let's get there really fast!!!" And so it's a struggle and a pain in my ever-expanding keister. But I still walk, still lift, and am still trying to drink water and stay within guidelines and all of that.
Lemme tell ya, having been over 300, and having started all of this in my mid-forties is a recipe for this sort of monumental struggle. It's just ... hard.
But I confess I am just too occupied with other matters these days. And it's not like I'm hanging around eating candy all day long. Don't misunderstand, please.
But yeah, this annoying set point is rather aggravating.
Thanks for listening. Enjoy Postmodern Jukebox.