Last Day As An Eighteen Year Old

Well m'lovlies, I finally have a chance to blog a little more randomosity. Today's my last day as an eighteen year old, and starting tomorrow, this will be my last year as a teenager... haha.
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There is a subject I really want to write on - I really do - but I don't think I can. When something new is on my mind or in my heart, my first impulse is to write about it. I guess the problem with blogging is that everyone can read it. Which I don't mind; it's just that all of the time I want to be completely honest. Consequently I might end up sharing too much if I don't watch it. I think I should be careful who I spill my guts to... I do trust all of my friends unconditionally, but some things are just for closest of friends. In the case of this particular topic, my concern is that I don't want to end up hurting some others. :( But the main idea is that I'm pretty happy right now....

On to my favorite topic ever... fitness!

So, Tuesday night was a CAP squadron meeting... CPFT, the one I live for! :D Until, of course, I realized that I was absolutely lame at it. Not truly working out for somewhere near three months will do that to a girl. Of course I passed, and with a good margin to spare, but it still was not my normal performance. It was just the kick in the butt I needed to get back on the fitness warpath.

See, I blame it on these lame Wisconsin winters (even though I do love WI!). They're the least possible conditions conducive to staying in shape. Who wants to try to go outside and RUN when it's so cold your nose hairs freeze immediately upon stepping outside into the frigid air and your joints can't even move!?

Another thing is that with my lasting joint problems from Lyme's Disease a few years ago (which I nevertheless ignore, work through and otherwise overcome), extreme cold like that is pretty painful when I try to get in some decent exercise.

Anyway, on Wednesday I decided to start whipping myself into shape again. Walked about a mile (from home to the bike trail), then jogged/ran a mile, and then walked about another mile. Did track warmups and exercises, ran a few amazing windsprints (lol), cranked out some pushups and situps, walked back home... and was generally done for the day. That's a bit of an idea of how I start out easing back into my workout routine, y'all. :D

Then today I played a mean game of racquetball and then did some lengthy walking/running.

For some reason, I am and have always been in love with exercise; there is nothing that can possibly tick me off more than missing a workout. It's my passion in life. I despise being out of shape, and it's painful getting back into shape... but exciting, too. Sore muscles are bad because they mean I'm out of shape... but they're good because they mean progress is being made. Right now I'm pretty much in agony, even from that pansy workout, but it won't last forever! Hehe.

Okay, enough self-centered writing about myself! Jeez!

Talked to Mike a bit today... he was at MEPS. We seemed to do a lot of random texting while he was gone and I was at the gym today, lol.... he called me last night after taking the ASVAB on Wednesday. He said today involved getting up at 0300, a disgusting breakfast, having the physical, swearing in, and generally four hours of waiting on nothingness... that's the Army for ya. Hurry up and wait, lol.

In other trivial news [sharpening my anchorman skills here....], the Richardson Clan/Horde/Army has three birthdays in a row this month, all by chance. Mine on the 11th, my brother Lee's on the 12th, and my sister Karina's on the 13th.

Well, I should skedaddle. Time is long since up, and "lights out" time is long gone. In summary:

This new year as a nineteen year old... what am I looking forward to...? Well, I intend to put an end to a few bad habits, and start a few good ones. Get and stay in shape. Be more humble and more selfless; less selfish and less self-centered. Focus on others more and more, doing my best to help them and not concentrate on me quite as much. Get out of this soft, city lifestyle, and start building character again. Most importantly, grow closer to God and my family each day; and sacrifice myself for others, being as much help to them as much as I possibly can.

...And maybe, just maybe, find Mr. Right. =)

Last thoughts for the night:

Running = JOY. :D