Isn’t it neat that when you finally get a really good sense of which direction to take, everything starts reinforcing it? When I was doing calisthenics this morning, especially jumping jacks, I noted a weird sensation I haven’t had since I started this whole fitness thing. I felt the fat and skin on my body kind of moving around independent of all my firm muscle tissue.
It was kind of gross, really. It just felt like there was all this excess still left on board. And yet, it’s all still there, just aching to come off through hard efforts. I’m excited in a way, because it’s one of those areas where it’s really hard to see myself as “at a good spot.” Instead, I’ve got nowhere to go but forward.
(For some reason, I’m really thinking of Fig while writing this, because her mindset seems similar at times).
I now have a clear target: to make my body NOT wiggle like that when doing stuff. I want to be an all-over rock. Think Fight Club bodies. That’s what I’m thinking, only not so extreme. Let’s not be silly, here. Maintaining that level of fat percentage is difficult, to say the least. But I can do much better than where I am now.
My efforts are going to branch out all over the place. The only overlying requirement is that I have fun and that I try to shred calories while maintaining my bodyweight-level strength and power in the interim. That means I can jump rope, row, bike ride, play dodge ball (still want to do this badly), oh.. what’s that called? Running! Ah yes, a little bit. But all towards shredding those pounds and dumping in the recycle bin.
Yessuh. Amazing where your skull leads you at 3:43(ish) AM.
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