Progress By Me

It's a new year. A new year and a whole new day. Tonight is the first night of the rest of my life. Tonight I looked in the mirror and realized I look quite pregnant. And I'm a man. That's not supposed to happen, is it?

Yesterday, after a hiatus that should never have happened, I got back to the gym, and I lifted. It was awesome, even cathartic. It released some pent up stress that has been growing since I stopped working out. I'm back again. By now I know myself well enough to know that at the moment when I least want to exercise or eat properly, that's the moment I need to exercise most, or eat the best. That's pretty much the crux of it, as difficult as it is for me. At the very moment I am at my lowest is when I need my strength. That's pretty much all of it. Good day!

I'm a stressed out guy. Lately, I've been quite stressed, due mainly to work, and partially also because of recent updates to my life that include but are not limited to house-hunting.

Sure, I'd like to look good with my shirt off, but the truth is, I focus on it way more than it's actually worth to me. I'm realizing more and more that if I want to stay consistent, I need a battery of reasons that I focus on equally. I've spoken in the past about why I began my journey, but I don't think I've ever discussed all of the reasons that keep me going in one place.