I’ve been lax about writing. Instead, I fire off a sentence or two on Google+. I’ve also been using Google+ less, which has helped my productivity, but I’ve had nearly no social life – even an online one. I’ll be curtailing my G+ usage even more to spend the time having an in-person social life, writing here, and focusing on my health goals.
Beer is a problem. Food is a bigger problem. Both have been out of control for a while now. Grocery store? What’s that? Seriously, I need to buy groceries and cook again. Yesterday (and too many other days) I went out for dinner and drank too much beer – way too much. I woke up this morning after a crappy night’s sleep feeling sick and dehydrated.
I went out to eat after work today too. It was either that or the grocery store, and I loathe the grocery store. Also, I’d have to cook, which would mean washing the dishes…. Anyway, I had only two beers. It was enough to enjoy my time, but I didn’t get drunk. It was quite nice. I’ll have to try this “not drunk” more often.
So less time on social media. More time on dishes.
I’m riding the bike nearly every day. I’ve got just over 600 miles in for the year. This time of year isn’t conducive to really high miles, so I think I’m doing pretty good. There’s a populaire this Sunday that I should force myself to ride. 62 miles + 24 to get there and back. Pushing 90 miles? Maybe I could go the long way and get an even 100 for the day. I’ll probably ride the recumbent, as the rSogn will be having new rear wheel built that weekend. I’ve never ridden 100 miles in a day on the ‘bent.
I’ve had some nice short-ish weekend rides with Tim. Nothing epic, mostly just around town rides. Sometimes we had multiple coffee stops. Most of the RCCS crew has little free time. They all have family obligations or whatnot. Darn families. They take away our freedom.
I’ve complained a little (maybe more than a little) about loneliness. Well, I went and joined a dating site, again. I’ll try not to marry the first woman I meet within six months this time around. I texted with one woman late into the night on Sunday. I was limiting my looking to local women… really local, because I don’t own a car. Unfortunately, her profile said she was five miles away, in reality she had moved to another town 40 miles away. We still planned a Monday night date here in Louisville. She stood me up. She did contact me later. She had car trouble. I haven’t heard from her since. I’m not going to pester her. We’ll see if I have better luck (and hopefully someone closer) next time.
Icing on the cake? My daughter and I had plans to go out on Tuesday night. Guess what? She stood me up too. She fell asleep and didn’t hear her phone. Oh well. I’ve spent most of my dining out time alone. Often I’m surrounded by people, yet I’m alone. I’m not an extrovert. It’s difficult for me to just start talking to people, and honestly, some of them don’t want me to talk to them.
I’m a great procrastinator. I wish I could get paid for that. I’d easily get that job. “Senior Vice President of Procrastination” Yep. I could do it. I put off posting here. I’ve put off my upper-body exercises. I’ve put off getting my diet back under control. I should take advantage of my good mood tonight and do something useful, but I won’t. I’m procrastinating again…… Oh wait! I’m posting here. That counts, right?
I’m dreading the March 1 weigh-in. Unless I starve myself until then (which I won’t do), I’ve probably gained a tad. Bleh.
It’s past my bed time. Good night!