Getting Back In Shape (For the Acutely and Chronically Under-Dopamined)
I've just started a new exercise regimen (because, you know, it was either that or apply for asteroid status*).
I've tried to get into exercise for... well... many, many years. I've even spent a lot of money of gym memberships that went absolutely nowhere.
I will say quickly that I was in the best shape of my life when I had a personal trainer and saw them weekly. I still struggled to be regular with my exercises on my own time, but it was still a great improvement, so if you have the resources and wherewithal to go that route, go for it, now! I may still call up my old trainer and get back on the wagon that way, so to speak.
But for right now, I've developed a new strategy which I think can be helpful to a lot of people. And it's (of course) really, really dorky:
For the month of September, I will walk n minutes per day every morning, where n is the day of the month.
See? Incredibly dorky. And also incredibly approachable. And even... incredibly effective.
I just got back from my three minute walk (ooo, Chariots of Fire!) and I already feel invigorated. Even yesterday, after my two minute walk, I felt a lot more energy.
And yes, two days ago, I literally briskly paced my little room in circles for a minute. Felt totally silly, but I didn't feel like going outside, so that's what I did.
I think this dorky technique would be helpful for people like me who have been out of shape for a long time.
* Ok, I'm just upwards of 91kg and maybe just south of 1.8m, but it feels asteroidish. Way too much matter accretion around the middle!
What Kid-Me Wanted To Do When He Grew Up
I sent a link to my blog to my best friend from high school, and he sent me back a screenshot of a poll I ran a month ago (dear God, where does the time go?) asking what I should post next on my blog.
The winning entry was for …
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A Grief Fulfilled
Just moments ago, I removed the cat bed that's been on the corner of my bed for the past nine months, and placed it in the closet.
Minutes before that, as I walked into my home, I called out to my cat one last time (which I had done nearly …
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Time
I was chilling out at the parking lot of In-N-Out after having lunch there (because the weather is pretty nice today), but decided to go to a local library to have a nice desk in front of me and do some reading/writing.
I asked the Oracle at Googlii (via …
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Six Months a Mourner
Content Warning: This post deals with the loss of a pet. Also, Christian themes.
This will probably be my last post on this subject for a while. I do not wish to labor the point, but today marks the sixth month of my cat passing, and I felt that I …
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How did we *survive*?!?
About an hour ago, I was catching up with an old friend from the 90s that I've kept in touch with through the years and visited several times (even though I moved to a different state at the end of that decade). We were part of a wonderfully tight-knit group …
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A Breath of Fresh Air
It's funny to me how simple, practical changes can produce lasting effects. It's also funny how something can seem so insurmountable when you're stuck in a certain mindset, only to realize that it's just a matter of a simple change of thinking and habits.
When I was younger (read: thirties …
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Fun Chance Meetings
A couple days ago, I was discussing with my counselor the importance of in-person relationships. I commented on how incredibly easy it is to open a computer and drop into a meaningful and enjoyable conversation within a few minutes (especially on the Fediverse!), but that it felt nearly impossible to …
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Two months later
Content warning: This post deals with loss
As I have alluded to before, there is a certain process of effacing that time does to loss and grief, as well as the memory of the departed.
I'm staring at the two month mark, and while I've had some truly dark moments …
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On "Zoomers" and Generations
One thing I've noticed as someone who has lived in *gulp* six decades is that we Americans have a thing for generations. Well, in broad terms, looking at life generationally is absolutely not new, nor uniquely American. But naming generations just might be. Several European FediFriends have expressed to me …
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