I weighed in at 212.4 prior to the blogging. That’s about 17 lbs less than I was a few weeks ago. I feel like I am still dropping and moving back into a physical shape that I am happy about. More importantly, I feel like I am shedding those tendencies that had me much bigger and still growing. This pleases me, because losing weight without changing habits means the losses are going to be temporary. I’m trying for lasting change here. I want this second half of life to be an incredible and uplifting experience. When I take my last breath I want to know that I lived well and accomplished something I am personally proud of.
Yeah, I am asking for a hell of a lot out of this slightly used life. I suppose I’m asking for legit memoir content. I want to experience things everyday that are beyond the routine. I want to touch lives and say and do things that matter both to me and those around me. I want more than what I’ve had and more than what I am doing now.
What am I doing to get there? Writing about it, I suppose. Learning about myself and grinding through these weeks and months with an eye towards possibility. Slowly I am exposing myself to the possibilities of what can be if I put my mind to it.
Some Thoughts:
- So I learned that my son’s heroic football game is being recorded as a loss. Turns out we didn’t have the players to certify the roster, moving his new team to 0-4. This means they need to win out in order to make the playoffs. Hopefully they can suit up a few more kids in order to be legal, because he gave up a sure thing in order to actually play the positions he wanted to play in the sport.
- I’ve mostly stayed away from the thoughts as of late. No reason. Just didn’t get there.