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Better shape Steven
BlogI’m a very serial guy. Whatever it is I’m working on, I’m working on it 100%. I’m sorry to say that this meant that for the entire bleeding month that I was doing this site’s CSS redesign I was thinking about how to get stupid blocks of text to shift around by pixels.
When I got that done I was able to throw myself back into my other things full force ( math class, C++ class, Ruby projects, a book idea, etc. ). People at my work get commissioned for projects in percentages ( an idea I’m not such a fan of ) and they work for 88.2 minutes on this project and 15 on that, and 3 on another.
I simply loathe this practice.
From a project management point of view it makes sense, someone has a chart and someone has a man-month of hours, you need n-many of these for project alpha, beta, etc.
But I digress.
Somehow in my serial nature of focus I managed to drop key elements of daily life. I seem to have dropped exercising and this has had deleterious effects.
Flashback to 2004, I was at the Gold’s on Shoreline and 101 with a regularity that would have made an assassins job trivial. Flashback to pre-Australia San Francisco, I was at the 24 hour on 16th street to be at a solid 36-inch waistline and, on some pants, be at a 34 waistline. Flashback to Gregory Gym 1995, The Social B and I were some lean mean regimen machines. I know I can do it.
It’s just gotten out of control. Around those days in SF, I was coming in at about 185 and 6’. Now I’ve packed about 20 more onto that. That’s about 5 a year for the last 4 years. It’s time for the insanity to stop.
Now there was a brief downward trend in all of this when I did my 90 days of yoga last summer. That was excellent and I’m angling to start getting back to the classes again: fortunately I live very close to the YY location on Gracy Farms.
So, for the next 6 weeks I’m going to try to stop this roller-coaster. The stress, travel, and responsibilities in my life aren’t going to change; if anything I will acquire more responsibilities. It’s time to put the health focus back into the mix and if I drop other things, they should be dropped.
I’ve had this thought at the back of my mind for the last few months, but haven’t undertaken any action on it. Two things happened in NC that put me in a new state: I bought new pants ( size 38 ) and my ex-boss rubbed by gut.
It’s not too far gone now, but I’m going to stop it from getting worse des que maintenant.
So, yesterday, I took the first step. 20 minutes on the stairmaster, preacher curls for the arms, delt raise, and fly.
On the up side, I have plenty of fat to turn to muscle, so I might just look freakishly rip by the end of this.