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Hi, I’m Sean and um… yeah, I have a problem.
About a year ago I started writing. I loved it. In fact, I loved it so much my wife and I closed down our pre-school so that I would be able to write
full time. It was wonderful! Ever since we made the decision our days have been spent sliding down rainbows into rivers made of chocolate..
Wait… that’s not true at all. Now I’m a writer, but alongside my last major career shift came two things. Stress and sentience.
We went from double income to no income. To make the no income turn into some income I had sit for several hours a day. Something I’ve not had to do since high school, and something I deplored so much back then it was probably at least five or six of the four-hundred reasons I decided to skip college.
I used to spend my afternoons at the gym, until I had children. Then I spent my days chasing wee-ones, until I started writing. Now I spend my days sitting on an ever widening bum while the only thing that gets any exercise are the only parts of me that can still be considered skinny.
In the last six months I’ve gained, I’m guessing, around 30 pounds. I don’t own a scale and have never really needed one. I have always been skinny (to the point of embarrassment in high school) with a soaring metabolism. But it turns out my job wasn’t the only thing to change. My calories may have burned like a Southern California fire in high school, but not so much these days.
I’m 6’ 3” so I hide the weight well, but I know and that’s enough. I know because most of my pants no longer fit and I’ve been reduced to wearing sweats or pajama bottoms throughout most of my writing day. At first I told myself this was okay. I’d buck up before summer and besides, I was living the life of a writer.
Then the part of my brain that can be counted on to slap me around a little when it knows I’m rationalizing did exactly that.
I have no excuses. I’m young and healthy. If I’m not fit it is only because I’m lazy, but there is no one to blame but myself. In the last two months, I have had only moderate sugar and only a healthy amount of fat. Already I feel better, look stronger, and feel more motivated. I have forgotten how good it feels. Now I’m left wondering, “what took me so long?”
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