I’m now at my parent’s house and double the distance from my office. A decision had to be made. Do I take the subway to work? Do I walk half way and then take the subway? Or do I just walk the whole thing?
I promised myself to do my best and walk to and from work every single day. I know I’ll have days when I can’t, but every day when I wake up, that is my intention. My Fitbit steps are going to go through the roof.
Moving into my parent’s house is going to get me to the promised land. There’s also some exercise equipment in here for strength training on my upper body which is lacking.
The last strength test I did, the fitness instructor told me I had the upper body strength of a 70-year-old. How embarrassing is that? Also, fuck that guy.
You’ll notice in my stats below that I didn’t eat much today. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to eat. When I got to the office, I had things piled up for me to do, so I just put my head down and went.
Now for something strange and embarrassing and scary. When doing work for the massivephobia.com website, I was on Reddit answering questions about phobias, talking to people, etc. There was one post where a person said they had a phobia of a particular thing that I will not mention, and ever since they saw a picture of it, they’ve had post-traumatic stress disorder type symptoms from it. I went to look at the picture he was referencing and had to remove it from my screen immediately. It’s now been over a month since I saw that image and I’m suffering from the same issues. This is why I will not tell you what it is. I think about it on the elevator and everywhere. I can’t shake the image. It brings me to borderline tears, and this over coming uneasiness just takes over my body. It’s something I’ve never experienced before, and I can’t believe it’s taken over my life like this.
I feel guilty that I’m feeling this way because other people are suffering from PSTD from real things, like war and abuse, yet this image has me gasping for air. It’s the first time I’ve talked about this with anyone, and it’s to the internet. I may need to see a therapist again to understand what’s going on.
Now I’m a Debbie Downer.
Ups and downs, but I won’t let this derail my progress.
Enjoy my Fitbit stats below.
DAY 29 STATS
Weight: 178.5 Pounds
Distance: 24.07 km
Time: 173 Minutes
Peak Heart Rate: 0 Minutes
Cardio Heart Rate: 51 Minutes
Fat Burn Heart Rate: 3 Hr 12 Minutes
Resting Heart Beats Per Minute: 67
Calories Burned: 3759
Calories Taken In: 1061
(All Calories Are Best Estimates. When In Doubt I Went Higher)
(I’ve never been a breakfast guy FYI. Eating breakfast at all is new to me.)
Cantaloupe: 233 Calories
Garden Salad: 252 Calories
Sushi with Seafood and Veggies: 576 Calories
Thanks for following my adventure. If you have any questions, I’m just an email away.
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