I’m sure that if you’re reading this, then you’ve been where I am. Maybe not this place in particular, but you know, at the beginning of something you hope will in part improve your life. You’ll know why you’re doing it. What you’re hoping to accomplish by getting it done. You’ve likely even worked out ideas on how you’ll likely reach that goal. The real question on your mind when you start is when will you get there, and will it be in the time frame you expected it to be. Now, this applies no matter what the goal is.
Like a lot of guys who, avoidably, let themselves turn from a lean, though not quite mean, fighting machine into a doughy brown sack with limbs, I’ve recognized that I need to shed a few of those excess pounds. It was a bit unnerving to sit down one day, look down and see that my stomach was visible. Protruding forward as if it was making a vain attempt to block the waistband of my underpants from sight. I remember standing in the bathroom not too soon after that, looking down as I took a piss and thought some grizzly thoughts. Thoughts that if I didn’t get this expanding waistline and slowly increasing body mass under control, eventually I’d going to look stereotypical middle-class American fat, where I won’t be able to see my ***** while standing to piss unless I bend forward.
I took those thoughts home with me, steeled my resolve and said, “fat boy, you’re not just going on a diet, you’re getting in shape and staying there.” Instead of going the distance like some sort of overzealous over-compensator I’ve chosen to go about getting fit and staying in shape by going it the sane route. For the past week I’ve been pacing myself rather then pushing myself. Getting my body used to using weights again, getting used to traveling several miles by foot. Making notes of when I’m exercising, and what the exercises are. I’ve never kept a meal journal, but I expect that this month I’ll be doing that so I can figure out just what my diet is like and how to improve it.
I’ve got a list of things I want to accomplish in the next few years one of which is getting in shape. As far as my body is concerned though, I’d like to shed 30lbs of excess body fat. Develop a more prominent upper body to better match my lower body. There are things I know I can never change about myself, this is one of them, and I’d be a fool not to accept that this change would ultimately be to my benefit.
Do I hope to one day find myself surrounded by beautiful women clamoring for a piece of my body? No, I rarely even dream of such things. I learned a long time ago that a great many women don’t work like that, but I would like to have a body that women give a second glance to with curious expressions on their faces again. I’d like to look in the mirror and see something I see as a remarkable piece of work and diligence staring back at me. I’d like to make this happen now, rather then be like one of those guys asking himself, why he let the time slip away.
Like all things, it’ll take time to get used to being so active again. It’s takes a baby months to develop into what we see when they’re born. All good things come to those who wait, it also goes without being said that those good things tend to develop faster for those who work smartly, hard and consistently towards it.
Thank you for reading these somewhat scattered ramblings. I’ll share more words with you as well as my progress as the weeks go by. Until next time, stay well, do good, and accomplish at least one thing that helps you feel better about yourself.