Push It!

One thing you may not know about me:
I push myself and everything in my life. I always push myself to do more, better, and faster.

I’m not going to talk about how awesome I’m doing in my business, mostly because this isn’t my business blog, but also because most of you know it because I do awesome work for you.

But I’m taking about personally. I slack sometimes (tax season) on the personal goals, but this year I didn’t gain weight from Christmas to April 15th.

But then on my 3 week vacation, I strained my Achilles tendon and fractured my ankle (hairline fracture, so just some pain). Deciding to not let that hold me back, I got through my vacation with as much dancing as one would expect on a cruise. But when I returned, I decided to let it heal, since it was progressively worsening.

It’s true, I didn’t run on it much until I could start going down the stairs in the morning without sidestepping. But once I could manage the stairs without much pain, I began to push it more.

Runs down the street.
Runs around the block.

I always push it. It’s sometimes uncomfortable, but being uncomfortable is life’s way of encouraging one to improve and grow in their ability.

I push myself in every way I can.

While I didn’t gain any weight during tax season, I didn’t lose until sometime after my vacation. Not being able to run completely diminished my usual ability to shed my winter weight.

Luckily, a friend of mine helped push me towards a better, more sustainable diet and re-emphasized weight training.

Since mid-May, I’ve lost 20 lbs.
In two weeks of being able to run, I’ve lost 10 more.

I’m tone who always pushes himself.

Going for a walk – Me Style

After a hard day working, I got home, changed into shorts and a tee shirt, and decided to go for a walk. I’m writing this how it happened:

I started raining to the A Line, an efficient bus/rail hybrid that rocks Saint Paul. Walking was too slow, and I had no interest to just stay in my neighborhood, so I ran to the A Line station.

Well, the sign said there was 4 minutes until the bus, so I thought, “I can easily jog to the next station.”

And that’s what I did.

I guess the bus had some bikers or something, because when I got to the Minnehaha Station, the sign said 7 minutes.

“7 minutes before the bus?! I could run to University sooner than that.”

And that’s what I did.

The problem with doing things too spontaneously is that I still had no idea where I was going or why I was going there. I don’t need to buy anything, and I don’t need to eat because I packed food in my day bag (little backpack).

So I started going to the rail station. But it was 7 minutes until the next train, so I decided I’d jog to Target.

Halfway there, I realized that I didn’t need anything, plus I forgot my Red card.

“Turn back!”

So I ran back to Snelling.

“Seven minutes until the next bus? I can run to Dayton faster,” thought I.

And that’s what I did.

At Dayton, I hopped on the bus until Grand. Then I walked around and ended up setting up my tablet and writing.

It’s getting dark, so I should head home to work.

So this is what happens when I have time to go for a walk.

Thanks for reading!