Alright, so today I renew my journey back to the physical fitness standards I once possessed back when I ran cross country and track in high school. Although, this time, I am seeking to go far above those standards regardless of the fact that I am now some 5 years older. And this is serious. I'm serious.
Up here in this rather arid domain named Acton you find yourself with a great deal of time to be faced by many things, the scariest, perhaps, being your own thoughts and desires. Often I find myself bemoaning the fact that many of the things I desire to do up here (work on my mechanical skills, work on my landscaping skills, take fencing, take martial arts, so on and so forth) but I can't do them at this time beause of my lack of funds and my soon to be studies. The one thing I can certainly work on though, free of charge, is my health. Here I have rolling hills and plenty of land and material to dream up all sorts of exercises and ways to challenge my fitness levels like I really haven't before. And though I today say I begin my way to better health (and an awesome physique to make girls squeal like they did anytime Brad Pitt was naked in the movie Troy) I have already seen some difference and, I must say, I like it! The lovely spare tire (it ain't THAT big) needs to go but that's what this is all about.
This is my first step and the one I know I can come out on top. I just got done registering my classes at my new college, College of the Canyons (yeah, yeah, it's still community college) and getting the good grades there is step two. What the steps are after that, I can only begin to imagine but those roads will be traveled when I get there. Again, up here, though only 27 miles from where I was before, you get a lot of time alone. And sometimes that can be the greatest motivator of all when you come right down to it.
Now I know this may in some ways sound over-emphasized or embellished as if my life depended on some destiny I must arise to, but in all honesty, that is exactly what it is. No I'm not gonna keel over and die or something but my life will not be fullfilled if I do not obtain that brass ring God has for me in this life. What that is, is anyone's guess and at this point I only have a faint vision of it. Either way I'll be much happier taking ahold of that ring, then not.
Putting this out here for the blogosphere to read accomplishes two things really. One, I get to see what I am thinking on "paper" and better clarify where I actually am in this sojourn. Two, it keeps me honest. Needless to say I can only post so many times that my life is changing and becoming :something" before some calls, and excuse my French, bullshit on it. I find that rather comforting in some morbid sense.
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