06/10/2008
The Betterment Project
Things have changed. I am at that point in my life where things are constantly changing; some for the better, some for the worse. I have a job now, which takes up 44 hours a week of my time. That means 44 less hours to spend wasting away in front of a computer; 44 less hours to sit around, watching television, eating when I’m bored, gaining weight, etc etc.
I’ve lost some friends. Selfish, immature friends. It’s heartbreaking, honestly, and I’m not afraid to admit that. However, because of this loss I was forced to reconcile with old friends, and therefore I have gained a few new friends. But again, change. I am done with school. I am living at home (for the moment), while these new friends are away at college. So that means communicating via AIM, facebook, etc, and the occasional weekend visit, depending on the work schedule.
Probably for the last 9 months or so I haven’t been completely happy. But now it’s time to change that. At school I was living with a kid who seemed to get off on insulting others, and then throwing tantrums when the insults were directed at him. He made living there miserable, which was obviously his intention from the beginning (long story).
So I need to change things. He’s out of the picture. It’s all on me now. It’s my choice to be happy or not. So here’s the question: what do I do?
First, I am starting my own “Belly Off 2008”. I have already started eating healthier and working out/running. I purchased these, JC SuperBands. They’re basically intended to simulate weight training without actual weights. It works, for the most part. At least, it feels like it. I’ve only been at it for a week now, so there isn’t much visible proof, but I feel it when I workout. I also started running. I’m out of shape, so I can really only run a mile, maybe a little over, before I stop and go home. But I think doing the workout, followed by the mile run, is a good amount to start with.
Couple that with my eating habits now and I am on my way to reaching my goal. What is that? Toned by Christmas. That means visible 6 pack abs, shaped arms. You know, the works. I want to look good both in and out of clothes.
I am debating whether or not I should join a gym. Sure, the bands are good for working out right now, but I know I’m going to have to step it up to reach my goal. So that’s a possibility.
Joining a gym will also help me complete the other goals in the Betterment Project. Less time in front of a computer doing nothing. Right now I spend most of my online time on Reddit, Digg, and reading some blogs. If I work 44 hours a week, plus spend another what, 7 hours a week at the gym, that means less time being lazy. I can have the energy to give my room a really good clean, throwing away the crap I don’t use. It may help me write the script I’ve been thinking about for a while now, maybe feeling motivated after a nice workout.
And spending less money. Look, I am not working my dream job right now. I still don’t know what my dream job is. Would I like to write, direct, produce, act, something? for TV or movies? Yes. Is that realistic? Not really, no. But I still have to give it a shot. But right now, I don’t have the resources to do that. So for the next few years, I need to build those resources. So as I was saying, this isn’t my dream job. But considering the amount of work I do, I feel like I’m making good money. So I want to save. I’m going to have to spend some money, but I really feel like I could save a good amount.
So what do I plan on doing? I don’t really know. I know I want to go to California. But I also know that I want to do a lot before I have kids. So I might move to North Carolina first (good thing about my job is that I can transfer, so I can have a guaranteed job while I look for my “dream job”).
So far, the list of goals in the Betterment Project:
Shape up (6 pack abs by Xmas)
Eat healthier
Less TV/computer
Read more
Save money
Clean/organize
Maintain friendships
It’s sad that I don’t have more friends, really. I would like some. It’s just I’m at that point in my life where maybe I’ve matured more than I thought I would and I just don’t want to surround myself with selfish, immature beings.
Or maybe I’m a dick.
Probably a little of both.
Text posted at 12:34