I had high hopes for February that didn’t pan out as expected, so I’m really glad it’s a new month. Just looking at numbers, I’m pretty amazed at the accomplishment so far–more than I have ever done over the course of a winter, when I usually hibernate. Each day has new challenges and new inspirations. For example, yesterday I was clobbered by a migraine, but today I was encouraged by coming out of the gym at 6:30m and seeing how light it was. My legs are feeling stronger on the cycle (adding more and more resistance), and it might be time to go weight-bearing again with the cardio, and maybe even talk to someone about running biomechanics. Even though I left some balances on the boards at month’s end, the math is still within reason, and the momentum of spring and summer are looking good. Meditation and acts of kindness are still falling behind in terms of daily goals. Both circumstances have to do with busy-ness and inconsistent intention. And both feel so good on days when I nail them.
Oh, I’ve lost 8 pounds since starting karate–between muscle-building and dealing with 40-something metabolism, I’m very stoked about that. It felt very good to put a pair of big pants into the donate pile.
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