I need a new frickin’ hobby, y’all!
Not drinking, hasn’t been a big deal. My life really didn’t have much going on anyway, so my routine has basically been exactly the way it was before, sans alcohol.
I think that working out daily, has definitely worn my body out physically, while at the same time see my endurance return.
Sleeping is still an issue, because I want to go to bed at 9:00-9:30, and if I don’t get to bed then I get another wind for about 3-4 hours. My sleep tends to be consistently restless around 3-6:30 am, regardless of my state of mind or tiredness levels.
I get a lot of pride, sitting down and writing daily.
Writing one cohesive, long story, is kind of hard for me. So sitting down daily like this, is inspiring research and creativity. Sometimes, life feels so mundane, it doesn’t feel worth writing about. Dry July has given me a purpose to write, and a reason to look at things differently. It is bringing my awareness around to what I would like to change, and what is in my capacity to change.
I think I need to start a alcohol free social arts club.
I need more to do during the day, to fill some of these hours that pass by filled by vapid FaceBook posts. It’s an easy fall back when working from home. I’d like to actually connect with people in a face to face creative way a few hours a week, just for something to look forward to, and something new to talk about with my grandma. The conflict I find, is that many people work during the days, during the week… and this is often times when I crave social interaction the most.
I’ve lost 3.5 inches off my waist!!!
In the last week, I have probably saved my self from a weeks worth of empty calories from not drinking. I have been sticking to water, and one and a half cups coffee, with a couple flavored seltzer waters in there. This in and of itself feels like quite the accomplishment.
I am purposely trying to retrain my brain to look forward to exercise, by reinforcing pride in myself, when I accomplish it for the day. I tell myself,
” I love it when my hair is soaked in sweat.”
However my bunions haven’t been impressed with my up tick in physical activity, so hopefully they will adapt, because the pain is no bueno.
My small goal at the end of the month, is to be able to do a half modified push up. My upper body strength has totally gone to shit, and my core, is weak sauce.
These are things I can control.
That seems to be the theme of Dry July. Self Control. Moderation. Accountability to Self. Honesty and clarity. The hardest part so far, is facing how lonely and isolated I have become. How my weight gain and self image have exacerbated my hermitage. The truth that though I love being alone, I am still very much a social creature that craves new experiences. I need to shake up my game a little in order to get some new experiences while still maintaining what needs to be done.
If you have some suggestions on how I might be able to do that, please leave it in the comments section!
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