This week was good.
I haven't been getting my water but I have been getting my exercise...
The fact that things aren't moving is proof positive I haven't had my water..
tmi...oh well...you all will live. lol.
There is a new developement on the coffee front.
I can take it or leave it.
I didn't have any yesterday...today I had half a cup.
This is huge for me.
I started drinking coffee when I was 12 years old.
I don't think there has been a day that I haven't drank coffee.
I did all three days of situps...
upper body..one day...again.
I loathe lifting.
I can cardio till the sun goes down...I didn''t miss a day this last week.
It's not even meh...it's a kind of a growing antipathy..
I'd rather do a pushup.
I would rather hit a bag.
lifting weights feels very artificial to me.
Kind of like walking on a treadmill...or even doing the elliptical.
Right now the elliptical is a necessary evil....
But I think I am starting to develop a kind of philosophy regarding exercise...
(wow, i didn't think I was going here in this particular blog)
here's a fact about me....
I don't like anything in my house that isn't functional.
That just "takes up space'...
unless it's art.
That is for my walls.
Art is art for arts sake.
Art is an exterior expression of the inner man...or the divine essence of the soul.
Everything else should find it's beauty in it's function.
Which is why my body was so out of whack.
I had diverted my body from it's natural operation to support my psychological need for safety.
Which was in the end, was why my body didn't function properly.
I didn't allow it to.
I abused it....for a misguided purpose.
wow, okay...back on track.
I feel like lifting weights is an artificial use of my body..
Don't get me wrong..it serves a purpose...just like my ellipticalling serves a purpose.
To burn fat, to build muscle...but to what end?
To increase the functionality of my body.
To increase health...to live life to my fullest.
When I lift...I don't really feel like it's 'time well spent'.
Where as when I do cardio, I am burning fat.
I would rather do kickboxing and build muscle that way...
or take a self defense class and build muscle that way.
or cycle...and build muscle that way...or walk or hike or swim.
Things that can protect me, propel me or save me.
Or even line dancing...
not functional, but it does help you enjoy life while exercising.
I want things that build my spirit.
Not just my body.
I am on track with my perfect 10 goals.
I feel pretty good about all of it.
I got a bunch of 14's today..now I fit into a size 14 my friend amber gave me...but she said they were big, so I thought it was kind of a fluke.
well, I got a ton of size 14's from the same lady who gave the last set of clothes.
They all fit.
The dress, the three pair of jeans and the shorts...with room to spare.
I am around 172/173 in the mornings...so I guess so.
I am only about 3 lbs away now from 'overweight.'
I am looking forward to crossing that thresh hold.
oh, and speaking of art for arts sake....
I wanted to pop up and say something about johnny weir, the figure skater.
At some point in the configuration of time...we are going to have to learn to accept people for who they are.
I love Johnny's exuberance and flair for life.
I love his skating...and he IS an athlete...I don't care how Gay he is.
If we on the conservative side of the aisle want people to be judged on the merits...on their talent alone..on their aptitudes, skills and abilities. If we want people to put up or shut up and keep everything else to themselves..then Johnny should be our poster boy....the door needs to swing both ways. He is an excellent skater. Whatever he chooses to wear, and however he chooses to express himself.
Go Team USA.