Thirty-Seven

This is how many push-ups I could do as of 11/13/09. (And I held plank for 2:30- a PR.) This is for the record so in four months when I don't have a job but I can do 100 push-ups, I'll watch this video and put down the noose and remember, "I HAVE made progress in at least one area of my life." Hahaha. Just kidding. I'm not really so sad. Concerned, yes. But depressed, very little. A side note, I braved the cold to go running Monday and I felt like I had spandex wrapped tightly around my chest and stomach. I inhaled with much effort. Is that because of the cold? Or am I developing asthma?

Inspired by Kate's Rules

Notice the time that I posted this... Yes, it is very late! And yet I'm as alert as a fire alarm because I took a nap today; I just couldn't resist. I think for at least the past ten years my goal has been to set "better sleep habits." If my success in life were measured by this one aim, I'm a MISERABLE FAILURE! Why is it so hard for me?! Just go to bed! It doesn't work that way. There is always something to do or to think about or read or someone to talk to or ... you get the picture; I just find stuff to do.

Krista, my brilliant sister, made rules for my (her) little Kate to resolve Kate's defiance toward bedtime. Once Krista introduced rules to be followed, problem solved; Kate went to bed.

I wonder if this would work for me. How do you convince an adult to go to bed? The government attaches a penalty to a broken law... but that wouldn't work because I'm left to enforce it myself. For a period of time I decided I'd give myself $2 for every night I went to bed on time. But then I didn't have money to pay myself so that fizzled out. If I set rules, I would have to have someone to be accountable to. I need to hire a bedtime regulator. I'm taking applications beginning...now.

I'm running again.

Today began my fourth week of consistant exercise. I'm relieved to find that there is yet a measure of discipline in me! Imagine what this may lead to! However, I'm not having the results I thought I would have. My complaint: I'm so tired. I started exercising to strengthen my body for the physical demands of my job (i.e. be able to lift 60 pound rolls of fabric without damaging my back) and also to give me more vitality (i.e. keep up with Aaron and not bore him with my desire to 'rest' and 'watch movies'). My back hasn't been cramping like it did before but I am definately more fatigued than usual. My approach to exercise has been very gentle. For the past three weeks, I have only pushed myself to run 2 miles three days of the week (plus minor strength training with planks, side crunches, leg lifts, and lunges). I'm giving my body until December to adjust. Should the fatigue continue at that point, I'll be giving my mortal a stern talking to.