150 Days and Not Ready

I started the counting at 400-something when it was time to leave the Navy. For this countdown I started at 367; 12-15-15 to 12-16-16... the numbers look good.

I made it back from a nice relaxing suburban lifestyle weekend with my de facto brother (from another) and his family, which includes the family pet. I'm wondering if I ever imagined living such a life. I'm very happy for them, nonetheless.

Mostly I relaxed and stayed off of social media. We hung out, had a few meals at diners - I love diners - and it's tradition and went to the (amazing) community pool.

this is how we do it, right?

We got rained out the first day, so I got a free guest pass for Sunday.. and it was beautiful. Hot.. but lovely.

Of course, I stayed away from my vitamins, but got body weight exercises in daily. I ate bread, drank dark beer (it doesn't cause hangovers, most of the time) processed (cured, I guess) meat and didn't have as much tea as usual. (I think I've had three cups today.) So I was concerned about my weight. It's been up over 180 most of this month and I'm just short of freeking out - and knowing how ridiculous it is to define my success by the scale. Anyway, it wasn't that bad.

When I got to the YMCA for the Monday class, I was feeling pretty pumped partly because I said, out-loud, "I'm feeling pumped," and we had a good session.

Now, as if someone had whispered to the Universe that I may have been feeling a little sensitive about my body-image (I blame it on being Pisces), one lady asked me if I'd lost weight, and another commented that I look younger with my hair down. (The latter commentator isn't known for saying the exact right thing at the right time, so there was something going my way.) Anyway, and this I attribute to our own perspective, the reflection in the mirror looked better to me today than yesterday (at the pool). Laugh if you will, but I felt fat. Ha ha.. I'll laugh at myself.

Don't care what they think, I like this look.

Still, I went to my trusty U-Tube University to re-acquaint myself on the strategies I need to reduce this belly and add some muscle to the Bod. I will try anything short of starvation and injections, so it's back to HIIT and Slo-Mo weight training, in addition to the body weight training (BWT) which reminds me, I managed a high plange press for a few seconds before the fitness class today. Didn't get it recorded though. I did it twice and that was all I could manage. There were witnesses.

Okay, so back to the theme. It's t-minus-150 days and it looks to me as if I am far from ready to leave. Mentally, I can imagine myself packing my duffle-bag and heading out, but the house is far from cleaned out. I will have to take the same approach to getting this place down to minimum stuff as I do getting my belly down to minimum flab. Maybe I can somehow tie the two together for mutual success.

Composing these posts are good for motivation and creativity.

Oh yeah. Heard from Bally today. She made my day. Doing well. Doing her thing. Good vibes.