I'm back...

I’ve refrained from posting for quite a while now – a month in fact. At first, I was just refusing to let myself off with the sort of crap I normally put up at the first of the year, like “2006 in Review” and the “What are Your Resolutions?” post. I think I’m a better writer than that. Now, of course, I have to admit that it’s only partly artistic hubris that has kept me silent this long; I also had no idea what to say about last year, and no clue how to approach this one.

In 2006 I graduated from college - twice. Neither of my degrees (Religion and English, in that order) is the type of thing that will make a man wealthy, or even particularly secure. On one level, it feels like I have accumulated some knowledge, yet on another it seems that all I’ve learned is that I need more degrees.

My job at the university – another thing I acquired in 2006 – is not perfect, but it is nice to be able to live without the constant fear of starvation. I am now facing the prospect of going to Grad School at UW as well so I can possibly continue working. Not really excited about that, but I can’t face the idea of a couple more years of living hand to mouth, surviving from one Financial Aid check to the next. At least here I have the possibility of working for a decent wage during my masters.

As for 2007, I am exhausted just thinking about it. I have committed to a new workout regimen with Scott and Big Gay Jim, which happens every weekday at 6:00 am. I hate getting up early, I hate cardio, and I hate circuit training; but I hate looking in the mirror even more, so it must be done. I have only missed one day so far due to sloth, and one day due to minor injury.

I am also starting Arnis classes soon, to help further with the weight loss and to provide a vent for my very reasonable desire to kick the living shit out of someone, ANYone, on a regular basis. So far the results have been pleasant; I’m losing weight rapidly, and people are noticing. While getting hit on by tranny boys is odd (love you too, Katz) the attention is nice. It's also nice to see some hope of getting back into those pants that live way at the back of the closet. If the current trend continues, I will have to buy a new wardrobe in Spring.

The performance benefits are there as well. Yesterday for instance – I played three games of racquetball in the morning, and four games of handball cutthroat after work. Although I could certainly feel that I had worked out, I did not feel like I had been hit by a truck full of cement. A month ago, I would have crawled to my bed after a day like that and been asleep by 8:30. Instead, I was still lively at 11:00, and I was back in the gym at 6:00 this morning for circuit training. The really strange thing about it is that I have begun to wake up at the ungodly hour of 5:15 every morning without an alarm. I fear I may be becoming one of them - a morning person.

I guess the point of all this is that I am finally getting somewhere... and I didn't want to blog about it until I was sure it wasn't just a fluke. I feel better now - the silly-ass bloggery you have come to expect can now continue...