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So I have been bad. I have not done a post in a while. I have lost 2 pounds since my last update but that could have been out of a combination of waking up and just going to the bathroom…

Really I am writing this out of shame. This is one thing i have learned. I’m upset because of not understanding how freaking hard this could be. not the eating the right food. not the drinking more water than cokes/beer. not the working out when you should. but rather, changing your life. your routine that you have established just to get out through each boring day. That is what is so damn hard. My life has been built around 8.5 hours in a office, in a chair, hands stretched across a keyboard. fingers ready to ponce on the next letter. The time around that chunk of the daylight is what is so difficult to transverse. You wake, get dressed, do traffic, ——–work——–, do traffic, eat dinner, maybe an hour or 2 of personal time with the wife, sleep, repeat.

there is no dead time, no missing gap to fill with working out. I mean, sure I can remove my personal time but then I really don’t have any time that is my own. I don’t have a life. I am all routine then. Is it worth it?

Well that is the end of me bitching. I start a new job on next Monday. I think they might have a gym membership and i can possibly take the subway and walk to work. I will try to get back on track with the updates.