Getting after it, again

In the last month I trained for the Shoney’s 5K Family Fun Run in Downtown Nashville, only to check myself into the hospital that morning instead. The diagnosis was gall stones and an infected gall bladder and I required two procedures, one to remove each of them, and was on short term disability for two weeks. The following week I traveled to Los Angeles for vacation and after spending 10 hours walking around Disneyland, the next morning I caught a nasty head cold that in some ways is still lingering. Yesterday, for the first time in over a month, I went into the exercise room at the office and went through my workout routine.

I’m slowly approaching the point where I need to concentrate more on exercise and less on diet. As long as I keep active and chasing after a time/distance goal and keep the diet in check, the weight loss should take care of itself. Now it’s just a matter of getting after it. I need to find another 5K.

Running vs. Never Running Ever Again

Back in December in a moment of pure ambition and one-up-man-ship, I committed to running a half marathon in April. I’ve been in the gym 3 or 4 days a week for the last two months getting started on my training regiment. Some days I am amazed at what I’ve accomplished since starting my diet. That’s usually only 1 day a week. The other 6 consist of aching.

I have no idea what raceday will be like. It’s still around 3 months away and I can’t even finish on a treadmill what looked like manageable goals. The only way I’ve been able to start building my legs is using an eliptical and that’s an entirely different experience. I need to start running outdoors before raceday gets too close, but it’s not going to be until winter passes. I don’t want to think that my ambition has gotten the best of me, but there’s no way I’m going to quit. Unfortunately, too many people would hold it over my head for too long. I guess that’s what friends are for.

That sinking feeling…

Yeah, you know that sinking feeling. The ones they spotlight in the Southwest Airlines “Wanna Get Away” commericials. They’ve hit me from time to time.

Historically:

  • First Date
  • Freshman Orientation
  • Backing out of someone’s driveway and hitting their mailbox

Very recently:

  • Visiting a new church
  • Calls from family at 6am
  • The 2pm meeting I was 10 minutes late for today that circled around a project I’m supposed to be testing out

These last 4 days have been enough of a week for me already. On Sunday I visited a new church [well and old church I'll probably have to rejoin] and walked in right after the morning service had started. Tuesday morning I got a call from my Dad at 6 AM saying that my Grandmother has passed away. And the meeting today… I was late for a good reason and nobody seemed to care, but the only empty chair in the conference room was between the two people arguing over how the testing was going. We’ve got an implementation Go Live in 90 days and I felt about 2 inches tall all of a sudden.

The day to day issues I get plagued with didn’t seem that important when I was in that room. I guess I’m just not used to balancing so many long range projects along with the day to day. After 2 1/2 years of Support and all my previous jobs, I’m just used to putting out fires. These feelings of professional inadequacies are probably well overblown, since I had a couple of people even this week take me aside to say they think I’m doing a great job. I keep having this desire to compare myself with my predecessor, wonder how I’m stacking up, but I don’t think that’s a good idea. “He took his shoes with him”. I’m sure it’s just jitters because I’m the rookie on the team.

On a lighter note, the Titans are playing Baltimore on Saturday. Perfect for me, because I’ve always disliked the Ravens. A corporate communication came out today that Friday is “Spirit Day” and that we should all wear Titans blue. I’ll be sporting my #28 Chris Johnson that my Dad gave me for Christmas.