Has it really been almost five months since I last posted an update? Is it true that since that update I’ve had several failed attempts to get back into my fitness journey? Unfortunately the answer to both is yes. The last five months I have done a much better job procrastinating and indulging than getting motivated and active. Of course I could blame the many tentacled octopus that is my dissertation; the beast that devours my time, energy, and life. Or I could blame my darn cavity riddled teeth I can’t afford to fix that bring me so much continual pain– especially in the cold weather. But I won’t (although since I mentioned them I guess that is sort of a not-so-subtle way of gaining your sympathy; and by your I am probably speaking mostly to the comment-bots)! Instead I will let you know where I am in my fitness reboot.
The honest (and painful) truth, I look like this guy again. And no matter how hard I try I can’t help but return to this point over and over again. Where am I now? I weigh in at about 207 lbs and my waist measures 41.25 inches (disturbing those measurements are almost exactly the same as back in 2007 when I started this blog). And what of my goal of competing on Ninja Warrior? Well, it shouldn’t be hard to guess I never quite got to that. I am not one to give up on dreams though. The Ninja Warrior folks have been helpful by creating tryout out in California– so my goal will be a bit easier to achieve given it won’t require a passport or flying across an ocean. So why not begin again? Why not take what I have learned from all my failed attempts and let the wisdom of time (and accumulated error) benefit my present out of shape self? I don’t see a reason why it shouldn’t.
So I am throwing my hat back in the ring (is that even a real saying?). I am throwing it in knowing the first couple of weeks of workouts are never easy. I am throwing it in knowing that the first two months of running feels more like balancing jello on two taped together chopsticks than something elegant you could call “running.” I am throwing it in knowing I will be stressed out writing a dissertation chapter that is due on January 20th, 2012. I am throwing it in knowing my teeth will undoubtedly hurt. I am throwing it in knowing that this might not even be a real idiom I have used to structure this paragraph. Point is, I need to commit to this. And if my jiggly belly has taught me anything, it is that I hate it. The feeling of my second and third rolls rubbing together when I bend over or sit down is about as pleasant as nails on a chalkboard. Watching my belly jiggle while I brush my teeth is about as fun as watching just about any Shia LaBeouf movie– although it might be a bit too cruel to my belly fat to make that comparison.
Coming tomorrow (or soon): My Fitness Plan