Week 11
Week 11 of my break off of work. It's almost as if I never worked at all.
I'm feeling stronger. The dumbbells are practically no strain at all anymore at 35lbs, I am walking faster and longer, and I feel myself getting more fit by the week. The rowing machine still kicks my ass though. Grunting through some pain I thought to myself that if I keep this up there will come a day when the rowing machine is also no strain at all.
I've spent my days indoors watching TV and movies. The days I'm not doing that I am on the lake with Bryan helping him rig the lines on his sailboat. Or riding my bike along the lake. Or driving Matt out to pick up his new car. Or hanging promotional posters for a photography show with Jason on the 606.
Last week I started thinking about what else I want to do with my time. It took me 10 weeks to send in my passport renewal form. I am still slow on the tedious shit. I am looking up boxing gyms. I am looking up what this yoga is all about. I am mulling over cooking classes. Or maybe dance? I'd like to buy a midlife crisis car, but the supply chain issues and chip shortage mean that I won't for a few years. I still feel guilty waking up later and going to bed later, although I know logically there is no reason to feel any way about it.
I could really get used to this.
I'm feeling stronger. The dumbbells are practically no strain at all anymore at 35lbs, I am walking faster and longer, and I feel myself getting more fit by the week. The rowing machine still kicks my ass though. Grunting through some pain I thought to myself that if I keep this up there will come a day when the rowing machine is also no strain at all.
I've spent my days indoors watching TV and movies. The days I'm not doing that I am on the lake with Bryan helping him rig the lines on his sailboat. Or riding my bike along the lake. Or driving Matt out to pick up his new car. Or hanging promotional posters for a photography show with Jason on the 606.
Last week I started thinking about what else I want to do with my time. It took me 10 weeks to send in my passport renewal form. I am still slow on the tedious shit. I am looking up boxing gyms. I am looking up what this yoga is all about. I am mulling over cooking classes. Or maybe dance? I'd like to buy a midlife crisis car, but the supply chain issues and chip shortage mean that I won't for a few years. I still feel guilty waking up later and going to bed later, although I know logically there is no reason to feel any way about it.
I could really get used to this.