I’ve come to notice a pattern in my writing habits. It’s a very disturbing one, I must admit, and I hope that all of you can learn from my mistake.
I am not a committed writer.
Now allow me to elaborate.
I’ve found that I don’t compromise very well on several fronts:
- I like my sleep
- When I’m comfortable, rarely will you get me to move
- DISTRACTIONS GALORE! (Reddit, The Daily What, Facebook, and now Google +)
Sleep is my biggest obstacle to overcome. I claim to not be a morning person, but in reality I am. Feasibly, I can be awake by 8 am, fully functional by 8:30, and writing by 8:45. Realistically, I will wake up at 8 am, look at my phone, check to see if I have anything on my calender for today, then promptly roll over and go back to bed. If I have to get up, I will do so at the latest possible minute that I can with out actually making myself late. I love my bed, and my bed loves me. (At least, I think it does… it hasn’t tried to kill me yet, so I suppose that’s a good sign)
Comfort feeds back in to sleep. My current writing spot is sitting on my bed. Yep, I admit, I
can be am a MAJOR slug. I get up, do my usual morning routine (bathroom break, breakfast, take care of doggie), the come right back upstairs to sit on my bed. I’ve tried moving elsewhere around the house, but I always find myself pining for the comfort of my bed. Its a horrible relationship that we have, and a bad habit that I’ve gotten myself into.
And speaking of bad habits, let’s talk about my Reddit addiction.
OH REDDIT. So funny, so addiction to click that next button. So easy to give out up votes and down votes, so easy to loose track of time. It’s a love hate relationship, that all it boils down to is this:
I NEED TO LEARN SOME SELF RESTRAINT.
See, this also plays into real life stuff as well.
Recently (like two weeks ago, I’ve lost count), I went to the doctor for a check up. I haven’t been to the doctor in several (five) years, and she gave me some hard news: I am overweight, and I have to lose it.
Tough love here, guys and gals. Its what we all need sometimes. How much do I have to lose? 50lbs (3.5stones or 22 kg for all of you not on the US system.) “A pound a week,” she told me, “I want to see you again in 3 months.” So I made myself (mostly my doctor, but a little bit of me) a promise: I would join a gym and start losing weight and tone up, in addition to changing my eating habits.
Since then, I haven’t done much in the way of changing my lifestyle habits. I hate the treadmill we have at home (in the hottest room of the house, can’t fit anywhere else), going outside isn’t appealing (FRESH air? ICK.), nor is anything else. But the gym… its a mythical place, a kin to Narnia in my head. It’ll be where all the magical weight loss (aka HARD WORK) will happen.
Goals to accomplish:
- Get down to 130 lbs in a year (being realistic with some extra play time)
- Get active (30 mins of activity a day, minimum)
- Get writing (in proportion to activity)
- Join a gym and get fit
You guys get to take this little journey with me, so I’ll be updating you before each Monday post or whatever. Just not today, because this is a scheduled post.
ALSO! I still need some more people for guest posts! Details can be found here and I would much appreciate it! I’d rather have something to post than two weeks of silence.