Jun 01, 2010 13:06
Okay, I'm breaking my goals here. Anthony bugged me to update more than a week ago I think, and I didn't. Mission failed.
I would say there isn't much to update you on, but that would be an audacious lie. For those of you who don't know...is there anyone who doesn't know this? I just went on a journey across the USA, from Maryland to Oregon. I'm not going to go into details on it, since those are in my blog for that, but I got a real nasty case of food poisoning when I got to Colorado and ended up in the ER, and so now I'm back, only having made it 2/3 of the way to my goal, just 60 miles from the Rocky Mountains.
One would think that I would be quite depressed about that, not even making it into the mountains I so badly wanted to get to. However, I haven't been that depressed. I've honestly had a few twinges of sadness over the fact, but overall I'm supremely satisfied with the distance I did do (2,165 mi.).
I was expecting something different when I got back, that's for sure. It almost seems like everyone pretty much said, "Oh, you're back. Welcome back. Lets just do what we did before you left. Everything's totally the same." It's totally not though.
I've definitely changed since I've gotten back. It's strange, but I feel like I've gotten even nicer. I'm even more willing to help people and offer my help. I'm doing even more for people than before, and that could even have to do with how I've gotten even more decisive. I think 51 days on your own making decisions that really have an effect on how well you're going to be doing in the future has something to do that.
That leads me to something else about me. I'm happy. I'm extraordinarily happy. Granted, I was happy before I left and had it in excess. I'm even happier now. I have a smile that only goes away when I'm really tired because I'm just exhausted then. I really like everyone around me and see no reason why I should not be happy. I have everything going for me. I tend not to regret. Sadness does nothing for me, and it is thus tossed to the wayside.
Sedentary lifestyles. They bother me. I'm having trouble sitting in one spot. I have to move around and be active. I've been having significant problems playing video games. Even typing this entry, I keep having a strong urge to move around while I do it. In fact...I just changed spots. I'm really enjoying being more active. Jogging long distances is almost not even remotely a problem for me. I did 6 miles the other day easier than I used to do 3 miles before I left. My next run is going to be around 8 miles, and it's all mapped out. I'm quite sure I can manage it. I'm more easily falling into running because I am a runner by nature, which might surprise some people.
I have found some people to do some cycling, but not many of them can really do the distance I want to do. I'm looking to do more cycling, which sadly hasn't been occurring as much as I'd like since I got back. I have been riding my bicycle to places rather than driving my car, but sometimes it's just impractical due to my not wanting to ride long distances in the dead of the night. It feels a little more unsafe, though I know I could pull it off since I tend to stay visible. I know that I'll be cycling even more after I take Lenneth in for free maintenance tomorrow. She's got some things that need some dealing with, which is only a small reason for why I haven't been riding as much as I'd like. I'm running about 2 chain links short, the tires need a little bit of truing, the left part of my handlebar is a little bent, which apparently is an easy fix, and the brake and gear cables could use some replacing. Come to think of it, the tires might also use some replacing.
I do love my bicycle. She's a beauty. I do intend to eventually get some different bicycles for other situations. A road bicycle for short distance travel and maybe a fixed gear bicycle for working on my muscle and technique. That would be fantastic, but I'd probably be spending a good amount for them, which I don't want to spare until I land myself a job.
A job...Honestly, I haven't started looking for one yet. I've been trying to adjust to being back home and not traveling 60-100 miles every day. It was really strange being home, and I think I'm finally mostly adjusted enough though. It's time for me to start looking for a job...
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Where do I start on that again? Time to start asking around. I really do want a job. I only have so much money left over from my adventure, and it won't last me that long. I can make it go the summer if I'm quite stringent about it, but I don't want to do that.
Overall, I plan on being active this summer. Very active. I can't sit down on my butt for long periods of time, and I want to make the most of my life. Seeing people and being outside is really a good way of doing that for me.
In fact, I'm going to relocate outside. Right. Now. It's much better out here.
I'm going to make this a fun summer for sure.
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