It started today.
I was restless as always with Natalie in the living room, fighting a sinus infection as hard as I was fighting to clear my mind and sleep. I woke up in the predawn hours and could not rest any more than I already had. I sat with Natalie and my sons in the living room for a while, enjoying bits of conversation with my wife as she drifted in and out and watching my sons sleep.
Then it started.
I had to be outside. I sat on the porch for a while reading in the sunrise light as it sparked across the great skyscrapers that loom in the distance, but even that couldn't help my restlessness. I needed to do. To act. To begin.
I did twenty push ups in the sunlight.
It started today.
I've been trying to loose weight for so long. I am bursting with resolutions to kick junk food and eat smaller portions and equally bursting with a complete lack of the will to do so. For the past three years I have lost thirty pounds and gained it back again. Lost and gained. But now maybe putting things in writing will help me sustain the weight loss and strength gain. Maybe needing a safe and sane outlet for my restlessness will help stave off the morose, addictive, and otherwise awful parts of my personality will help me reach my goals and heal my marriage.
Whatever is happening, its starting today, and it is time to act. To do. To be.
It is time to burn the fat from my soul.
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