Ok, I'm at work, it's just 9:00 am, and I'm all ready wanting to go to the gym and check my weight. All I want is to be at 220 today. That will have meant I set a goal, and kept it. I grew up my whole life always hearing about goals, going through job after job that talked about goals, but until I got this motivated, and started seeing that if I worked hard and put my mind to it, I could achieve a goal that benefited myself. I want so badly to be able to walk up to Chelsea's house, and have her jaw hit the floor when she opens the door. I want Ricky to just be shell shocked as all hell. The only ones in my family that I have told I am working out this vigorously is Mom and Dad, and of course, Kik. Well, I will post them thar results when I get done tonight.
Well, 220.75......does that count? I don't know. I mean, I am building muscle at the same time, and I did work the the hell out of my arms, Mario is telling me that my arms are starting to fill out nicely. So, I guess I am still losing fat, but gaining muscle. Which is nice I guess :) I just want to be below 200 by the time November is over. I hope I can do it. It will be interesting to see what happens.
On a personal note, I'm feeling a bit blah today. The gatehost manager position got posted today, and I still can't shake the feeling that somehow, Patrick has all ready gotten the job, and this is all just a farce. How do I shake that feeling? I wish to blazes I knew. I think that has got me mildly depressed. That affected my workout today, I'm sure. I just didn't feel into it all all today, and normally, I feel pretty psyched about going. I just used psych in a sentence. I'm showing my age now I suppose. Dinner I suppose. I am going to have breakfast for dinner. Haven't done that in years.
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