Mar 18, 2009 13:58
So yesterday turned out to add to the month of personal revelations for me. On my way to the gym from St. Jude's (if you want to know ask) somebody I sat near wondered why I was in there...she usually doesn't see twenty-somethings in there that much. She asked me what was going through my mind and...well that list goes on forever.
So after talking to her for about a half hour, and some sound advice, she told me to break it down to three basic things; mind, body and soul. It made sense since we all have them and, after thinking about all of that, I managed to organized all of the annoying BS that's hounded me for all of this time.
Mind: It's all about keeping my business and professional affairs in order. I'm still looking for a better job in between working the two jobs I already have. I know I deserve (not entitled, big difference) better for myself in every aspect. With the economy in this downward spiral though it won't be easy...which leads me to the apartment thing. Finding something affordable, muchless a decent roommate, is one hell of a challenge but I'm still trying. The ones that are too available though are in areas I see too frequently in the news; not a good idea. That's not stopping me though, I'm still trying and I'm still looking.
Body: Last year, in the midst of me feeling like utter crap because of certain events, my body started to go south...big time. So I decided to get to a gym for my own good I never imagined I would do that for any reason whatsoever. At first I was just a little uncomfortable with it...I felt like I wasn't as strong as I thought in any sense. But I decided to keep at it because, well, I started feeling better. Since I started last summer I lost a few pounds (I'm down to an even 200), carved off a few inches and gained more muscle. Honestly I physically feel better tfor the first time since high school. Then there are the clothes..no more baggy shirts and jeans that go past my shoes anymore. I'm just getting things that are more me...I still get looks for the way I dress but I don't care. At least I don't feel like an idiot.
So the first two things, not a problem. The last thing however is one hell of a challenge....