I'm letting Sparks overtake my life. I'm spending way too much time on it, making sure that I get all my points and put in all my food intake and exercise. I'm trying to get my strength training going, not very well though as I'm retrying a new regime today as the last one didn't work out very well. Hopefully this one (which was recommended by one of my friends on Sparks) will give me the workout I need and I can get back in the groove.
Just knew that Strength Training was going to be the problem as Cardio...all too easy to keep up the minutes. I've had to put them up because I kept going over the amount I put down, which shows that I'm very commited but also means that I have to do smaller sessions as well as my big ones as trying to do too many big sessions wiped me out for three days. Not a good idea.
Nope. Nope.
: shakes head :
I'm trying to remain more positive, and in some cases I am sucessful. In other cases, like last night, I'm not. I was so full of energy, literally bouncing off the walls and I had to do something because I could feel my mood faultering. I knew that I needed to do more exercise, to keep me better, but it was past midnight. So, any exercise (Wii Fit, EA Active and so forth were out) as that would wake up my housemates.
But I couldn't shake it.
So, I went for a walk after one in the morning. Not my best choice, but I went out there, all bundled up with as many layers as I could get on me because of the cold, with my personal alarm and music player, and walked around the village. Did another hour walk and came back to find that I was still full of energy.
I just couldn't win.
I finally managed to get to some kind of sleep at seven. Went up to bed, cuddled up under my covers (I need to drag out my extra blankets as it's getting too cold even for a duvet) and stayed there until after five in the afternoon.
My exercise regime for today has had to be bundled into those hours since. I did my hour long walk, and my new Strength regime and... Well, it's happened again. I'm all bouncy, jumping off the walls, completely don't know what to do with myself.
Don't think that makes sense, but anyway...
Think I'll be ending it here. I need to get my hair washed as I have work tomorrow and I need to be semi-decent. Even if I despise work I need to at least look professional.
So, good night. Unless I think of something after I have had my shower this will be my only entry tonight.
Really need to start keeping a better blog, such as writing everyday. I have managed to be faithfully recording everything on Sparks, and am still going strong with my NaNo (I need to write another three hundred words to make today's quota. I've figured out that it needs to be around 1700 words a day to make the 50,000, though I now think that I might be wrong and need to write more words than that a day. If anyone knows what the number should be, could they leave it in a comment). This diary shouldn't be that hard.
But there's the magic word.
Shouldn't.
I bloody well hate those words.
It gets me like that phrase 'You should be proud'. It's as if someone is telling you how you should be feeling. That you need to meet their standards of how you are feeling, and it doesn't matter how you feel. It doesn't matter if you were already feeling proud before, now you are being practically ordered to be proud.
And any wavering from that is 'wrong'.
Sorry, personal greviance of mine.
Good night anyway.
Kya |
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