Friday, July 18, 2008

Healthy Lifestyle...

I like to consider myself somewhat of an athlete. Relatively healthy, 39 years old, 6 feet tall, 205lbs, I'm not doing too shabby for myself. Well, actually...

I am a slobby fat body. That's all there is to it. I've evaluated my current state of health and I don't like what I see. I eat horribly, I don't have a normal, daily routine, and I never exercise. It's not that I don't think about eating healthy, or hitting the rack at a reasonable time, or exercising, it's just that I don't do it.

I should start with my eating habits. I eat anything I like. If I have a choice between vegetables or potato chips, I take the potato chips. If there's oven-baked chicken and fried chicken on the menu, I pick the fried chicken. And don't even get me started on french fries. Truly food of the Gods! Not to mention that when I eat, I intend on filling my freakin' belly! I eat until I can't eat any more!

I'm never well-rested. I go to bed late, I wake up early. It's a crappy way to be. I never want to hit the rack cause there's always something else to do. I wake up early cause my job requires it. I average 6 hours of sleep a night which I don't think is enough for anyone. I know some people live on 4-6 hours of sleep every night of their lives. That's me, until I can't stand it anymore and finally crash. Then I get about 14 hours of sleep. I wake up feeling like crap and I'm groggy all through the day. Even getting my regular 6 hours, I never have any energy and I feel tired all the time.

And I don't think I've exercised in 2 months. I like to think that I'm in pretty good shape though. I mountain bike whenever I get the chance, which is about 3-4 days every month, all in one shot. Other than that I don't exercise at all. We have treadmills, stair climbers, elliptical trainers, and stationary bikes all through the ship but I never get the gumption to climb on one of those. All that work and I never get anywhere. And I can always find a nice, flat spot to pump out some push-ups or sit-ups. I just don't want to do it. Ever!

I hate to think that just 5 short years ago I was in the best shape of my life as a Rescue Swimmer Instructor. The job required me to maintain top-notch physical condition in order to train up-and-coming rescue swimmers. I would PT all morning, swim all afternoon, play some beach volleyball during lunch, or train on some additional exercises I may have been weak on. Now that I'm no longer in that job, I have reduced myself to nothingness.

I hope to change all that once I'm back on dry land for an extended period of time.

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