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Jan 05, 2010 00:20

It is so incredibly cold outside, that I am functionally crippled. I don't remember being this cold last year, but I'm sure it was the case. If I drop something, fuck it, I'll leave it. My cell? I'll get a new one. Wallet? Donation to the poor.

My car is getting a bit messy. I have a few empty snapple bottles rattling around because they're too cold for me to want to touch, to throw away. ...Those bitches are gonna be there until Spring.

Everybody wants to lose weight, all of a sudden. Being somewhat learned in metabolic shennanigans myself I know where they are coming from, but basically the opposite direction. Though they're surprisingly similar in principle. But I already exercise daily.

It's ironic how eager we are to be someone else. I should know that in the end, there's no one moment where I'll ever change at once, instead of a slow, gradual pace. Like I'm waiting for an RPG-style level up where all my shit changes in an increment. But it's important enough to notice the transition. All too often people are discouraged, thinking they'll never change, or that they are somehow exempt from the normal human body's ability to adapt.
Having told several people the same things in the last few weeks, with... varying receptions, I speak from experience.

But life is full of lessons you have to learn for yourself. And it's just fine to me if nobody wants to listen. Bothering to bring it up electively in the first place is basically my own masturbation, anyway.

Increasing my Body Mass Index would increase my tolerance to cold. It's a fact. So I can aim for that. Problem is, even when my body changes shape, for the better, it stays the same weight. So BMI would be... tricky. I'd have to double my efforts. Or double my diet.
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