A Big Milestone

Well, its finally here. I made it. You all should be quite proud of me.  Thats right, after a week off, thanks to Vegas, the Olympics, and my sheer laziness/old age, I weighed myself this morning.  When I stepped on the scale, I fully assumed that it would grow a voice solely for the purpose of mocking and laughing at me. But, much to my surprise, it was a good number.  A very good number. It was 242 lbs. I have lost a total of 10 pounds from my heaviest weight during this weigh in process.  Naturally, I would like to thank the Academy for allowing me to work so hard. I would also like to thank...Yeah, maybe not so much.  

But seriously folks, lets have a fireside chat. I am worried about this marathon thing. I realize its a long way off, but it is still not that far away. I am trying hard, but I am not sure if it is hard enough. I can't seem to increase the distance I am running at one time. I have tried to run for a set period of time before walking, and I have tried to have a set distance I run before I stop. Generally, I think the distance thing works better for me, because in the end, the marathon is not about time for me, its about going the distance. But it is still hard. I am old. The stamina is not happening. I don't want to give up, and I am not going to. However, with work and working out, I get tuckered out. I need to sleep more, that would probably help, I mean, I am very well aware of the fact that 5-6 hours of sleep each night simply isn't enough and it would explain my fatigue each and every day, but come on! I don't want to go to sleep early, it means I miss out on good TV and I don't want to think about it. 

So, I will get back to the gym.  One other problem...I don't like to go to the gym early. We went tonight at about 6:30 and there were SOOOO many people there. It was frustrating. I felt like I was on candid camera or something. Too many eyes, too much judgement. I am not being paranoid either. I know that if I am standing there (or running there) and judging each person that walks by, it is happening to me. And again, I do not like people so close to me. I like picking a treadmill in the corner and not having to worry about someone getting all up in my business. I need to feel safe enough to sweat and stink up the place without fear of leering eyes! So, I have to go to the gym at 9 or so to escape the crazies! And i will continue, I guess, to go late at night. I will simply have to suffer the consequences. I will tell you, I want to know the jackass that decided to have a business day start so early in the morning? Why can't we all just settle for getting to work around 10 or 11? I know that would do wonders for morale! I promise you! When I am running the world, no one will be allowed to work so early in the morning. Now that is a stimulus plan! 

Okay, since it is actually getting late and I got all my stuff done early, I am going to attempt to sleep now. We all know it won't happen and I will be cursed to stare at the glowing TV in my room that showers me with wonderful gifts from the entertainment gods. 

Dr. Travis