I’m growing older but not up… But this growing older part? Ugh.

Somewhere into your thirties you realize that you can no longer eat all of the pizzas, drink all of the beers, and escape any side effects.  Age catches up and you’re forced to come to grips with the fact that walking a few miles around a mall or theme park no longer counts as “exercise” and the you should do some really cardio related things… because weight and heart attacks.

Back in April I was in a good place.  I was working like a madman (the way I like it) and exercising regularly.  Sure, I wasn’t in Star-Lord shape, but I was healthy and able to balance my travel eating habits with burning off the calories.  In addition, I was forcing things in my body like kale shakes and related vegetable-based foods.  Then I got into a biking accident which messed me up pretty badly.

All of the recent traveling made me realize exactly how bad that messed me up.  I’ve tried a few times in recent months to kickstart my routine again, only to discover the my added weight made morning runs a bit of a risk again.  Each night I’ve gone to bed and told myself that the next morning was THE morning I’d start to get back on track.

And then the next morning.

And then the next morning…

And then I’d catch a cold from exhausting myself on a business trip to Canada.

Which leads me to here and now.  I spent yesterday in bed shaking off a cold.  Lots of coughing and wanting to just sleep.  I took the opportunity to go off the grid and sleep a full day in order to help “reset” everything.  Now it’s the morning after, and I still have some residual coughing and I did eat vegetables last night for dinner – steamed broccoli.  Whoohoo!

So I’m going to make this morning THE morning.  Instead of running, I’m heading to the gym to sit on an exercise bike (less impact on the knees) to start rebuilding this old body again.  It’s an exhausting feat when I come from this far away from healthy back to active again, and I know my age isn’t making it easier.  I also know that I’m a stubborn motherfucker when it comes to these things… so I have some faith.  (In myself.)

So good morning, Internet.  I’ve got some stuff to get done today.