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Jul. 24th, 2004 09:30 amSo starting with the stage management gig last week I've been working out. This is perhaps too strong a term for remembering to work with the girly weights I've dragged from house to hosue over the years and doing some crunches and some leg stuff. But if I want to be able to hit people with sticks... well I have to be able to hit people with sticks.
I haven't particularly noticed any improvement yet, other than I'm sore all the time and I've gotten to the point where I don't really mind and yesterday I had to run in the rain, and I didn't mind, which was particularly bizarre as I hate both running and the rain, but it amsed me, because it was a hassle, and I wasn't out of breath afterwards which is new.
It's a strange thing at 31 to say "I'd like to be able to carry more than groceries", but I think it's an appropriate thing to say. Speaking of groceries, I've been eating well, but not perfectly and it shows in every conceivable way. Last night I ate non-organic beef for the first time in ages, because it just wasn't convenient for me to go to anything but my local grocery store, and the taste was so different, and not in a good way.
This stuff is probably pretty boring to most people, and I'll venture to guess annoying to some (being the size I am, I've often found that some people get angry when I talk about food, exercise or wanting to refine my body), but the fact is I've not been strong in a long time, and I've never been strong like this or stronger than I've needed to be to be graceful or whatever. And quite aside from the hobby of the moment, this is important to what I've chosen to do, in terms of performance, so I am going to write about it from time to time, and it reflects nothing other than the standards I have for myself _solely_ because they are the ones most useful to me.
On that point, I've been meaning to do this for at least a year, but I guess I wasn't ready yet. I've had other bouts of fitness, at the behest of others, but there's nothing quite like "I wanna be able to kick your ass" for self-motivation.
In other news... nervous about rehearsal today. Actual audition for Richard III next week. Should really go to work. But as is per usual of late, my distractable soul is profoundly fucking disinterested. Also, am such a walking cliche -- today's CDs: The Chieftans (long Black Veil), Dead Can Dance (Aion), Soundtrack from The Piano. Today's BPAL scent: Lightening.
I haven't particularly noticed any improvement yet, other than I'm sore all the time and I've gotten to the point where I don't really mind and yesterday I had to run in the rain, and I didn't mind, which was particularly bizarre as I hate both running and the rain, but it amsed me, because it was a hassle, and I wasn't out of breath afterwards which is new.
It's a strange thing at 31 to say "I'd like to be able to carry more than groceries", but I think it's an appropriate thing to say. Speaking of groceries, I've been eating well, but not perfectly and it shows in every conceivable way. Last night I ate non-organic beef for the first time in ages, because it just wasn't convenient for me to go to anything but my local grocery store, and the taste was so different, and not in a good way.
This stuff is probably pretty boring to most people, and I'll venture to guess annoying to some (being the size I am, I've often found that some people get angry when I talk about food, exercise or wanting to refine my body), but the fact is I've not been strong in a long time, and I've never been strong like this or stronger than I've needed to be to be graceful or whatever. And quite aside from the hobby of the moment, this is important to what I've chosen to do, in terms of performance, so I am going to write about it from time to time, and it reflects nothing other than the standards I have for myself _solely_ because they are the ones most useful to me.
On that point, I've been meaning to do this for at least a year, but I guess I wasn't ready yet. I've had other bouts of fitness, at the behest of others, but there's nothing quite like "I wanna be able to kick your ass" for self-motivation.
In other news... nervous about rehearsal today. Actual audition for Richard III next week. Should really go to work. But as is per usual of late, my distractable soul is profoundly fucking disinterested. Also, am such a walking cliche -- today's CDs: The Chieftans (long Black Veil), Dead Can Dance (Aion), Soundtrack from The Piano. Today's BPAL scent: Lightening.
