So my body isn’t exactly anywhere near fit yet, actually my weight is still holding as I’m slowly trading body fat weight for muscle weight. But after a couple false starts I’ve managed to get back into a basic fitness routine that includes regular use of my elliptical machine and dumbell weight training. My diet includes variations of Robeks smoothies like the Venice Burner with two servings of TrimBek supplements, Fitness Cafe lunches like the Zeus, Shookup, or Pull Up (these aren’t on the old Internet menu), low-cal sandwiches at Subway, or, as a moderately healthy cheat, a Filet-O-Fish sandwich at McDonald’s. I’ve also been drinking Syntha-6, which is the most delicious protein drink I’ve ever tasted in my life. Last night I ordered some additional supplements to experiment with, which of course will only be useful if I can manage to stick to a twice-a-week weight training regimen.
It’s really nice to be getting meaningless and unintentional second glances from women again, but also very strange how fast it happens. Judging by these second-glances, they notice physique changes in men (or at least in me?) that dudes like myself don’t seem to notice at all.
The fitness stuff is one aspect of my life I’ve been trying to clean up. Having a clean home is another. I decided I wanted a fresh start. I wish I could get a fresh start on my body, and of course I can’t, but I know I can get a fresh start on my home. I put an ad in at craigslist.com for a housekeeper and got a whopping 50+ responses!! I made a selection for a house cleaner, and hired her to come on two Saturdays to clean up the kitchen, dining, and living rooms, vacuum the floors, scrub the bathtubs and toilets, and help me use packing tape to get the cat hair off the sofa. While she was cleaning, I spent all day the first Saturday going through mail and piles of small junk. Now I can access my music keyboard again and see the floor!
Next, I need to hire someone to steam clean the carpets. After that, I’ll hire someone to come over and clean up for about four hours every other weekend.
I can’t express how weird it is to have a clean home. I mean, look at this...
Before:
After (and two weeks later):
Ain’t perfect but it’s definitely not a home to be ashamed of anymore! Now I can live unashamedly, and invite all zero of my close-enough-to-care friends over to watch movies, play Halo, have a little LAN party, or just hang out! Yay!