Tuesday, September 22, 2009
faster.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Training continued.
While I feel as though I am getting stronger, at the same time I am so tired from harder climbing so much that I feel like I am getting weaker. Maybe a more accurate way of saying it is that my fingers and forearms are so sore from working so hard that I am physically having a harder time holding on.
I am thinking I will still workout 5 times a week, but maybe make two of those days weights and possibly light climbing. They don't have many machines at The Spot, but I should be able to replicate most of the workout I was doing a year or so ago when I joined a gym near my parents house. I know I will be majorly sore at first, but one of the things I really like about lifting is that once I have a few weeks in me, I never get sore because everything is worked out pretty much to the maximum it can be. I stopped using weights when I moved here because after going to a real gym, I realized I simply don't have enough weights to exercise myself properly.
There is a younger guy who I see at the gym here and there. He is super strong but I have never talked to him because he looks majorly pissed off all the time. I talked to him a bit the other day when he picked up a 12 lb dumbbell while I was using the other one. He was doing one arm lockoff lowers and pullups with 12 lbs in his other hand. He would never win any body building contests, but for just maxiumum strength I am sure he has most of those guys beat hands down.
This Sunday is my birthday. I am 29 this year. I feel so old and it feels like every year goes by faster and faster. I swear it was just spring yesterday and now fall is arriving. I remember being younger and it seeming like it would be forever until I got older and could drive, see r rated movies, drink, etc. I had a pretty great childhood and I can say that all those things aren't quite the great thing you think they will be when you are younger.
And thanks mom and dad for the taffy which arrived today. Delicious as always!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
9/08/2004
Today is the best day of my life. Why? Because today is September eighth, and on that day in 2004 I was diagnosed with cancer.
I have been thinking a lot recently about those times and things that happened with them. During treatment I experienced the worst pain I will ever feel in my life by far. Nothing before was even close, and short of going through it again, nothing ever will be.
I saw the best in people. I had a lot of people who I didn't know very well or at all reach out to me and help me in any way they could. The staff at the hospital couldn't have been nicer. I saw people who were all radiation burned still smiling, and I became one of them.
A lot of people helped me get better. All of my friends did so much for me. My girlfriend at the time did her best. My family was always there.
I later found out that my mom called that day the worst day of her life. Worse than even her own skin cancer. But I am still alive, still here and enjoying everyday I have.
My birthday and anniversary are coming up shortly, but I would have neither if not for this day. I am happy to say I am still cancer free and looking forward to the future.
Thank you to anyone who has ever been in my life. I love you all.