Thought I'd give some CPR to this thread.
As per usual life threw me another hospital pass (probably more a spear tackle) earlier this year. Doing well considering but it's one of those things that will hit forever.
Anyway, training has been my safe space and saviour and diet is pretty darn good too. Have reigned in the silly cheat days although had an insane obsession with watermelon recently. It was 69 cents a kg!!! Now the price is up I'm avoing it but damn....I would putting away like 2 of those things a week.
Anyway Anyway, still looking for that elusive balance but getting there. Dating once again which has served up some great fun but also more weirdos than usual. It's frustrating and extremely sad rocking up a date and seeing their profile pic was from 10 years prior and 10-15kg lighter. Seriously? But these days I have a healthy case of not giving much of a shit. Women (at least the ones on the apps) are a mystery wrapped in an enigma. I've been called too nice, too fit, not proactive enough (for giving space and being open to work around their busy schedules), not serious, too serious.
Ah well. At least I have my health! Went to a 30 year school reunion the other day and that freaked me out. So many fat old men there. Reminded me that I have to keep this up for as long as I can. Damn
Attempting to do AM and PM sessions every day. Son is in last year of school and smashing it so have quite alot of time these days. Hopefully ramp up the swimming when summer hits.
