Today (technically yesterday) marked a big change for me. Well, I'm hoping it will... well, really... it's up to me to really keep up with it... but nevertheless, today was a big first step.
I took out all my piercings: No more booger build up on the septum ring and now I'm dealing with floppy-butt-hole ear lobes
I called a Navy recruiter: I have an appointment for tomorrow morning (later today) for information.
I had my last cigarette: I've said and attempted this before, but this time it truly needs to happen. I'm going to need my lungs crisp by the middle of next year (see previous statement).
I ran 1.5 miles: I've never ran more than a single step over 1 mile before. Tonight, I ran 1.5 without stopping and feeling that I could have pushed myself harder. Now that I reflect, I should have pushed harder.
Now... the one negative.
I rode my bike in a full blown monsoon in downtown Phoenix. I arrived to the studio early for practice, just so happened to have my bike on the car rack, and decided to go for a ride. It was dark, windy, pouring rain and I didn't once fear for my life/safety/well being/etc as traffic sped by. I guess that isn't anything new though. Pretty much all my near-death riding experiences haven't phased me at all. Even when I was hit by a car (no serious injury), my first thought was, "Fuck, I don't have money for a new rim". I don't wear helmets or reflective gear, but I do have a front and rear light only for legal reasons. When I'm on my bike, I just don't give a fuck. It's always been that way whether or not I'm happy or sad or pissed or lethargic.
... This took a strange turn. I think I'll save the rest of my loathsome bike riding thoughts for a new post.
Anyway, good things ahead. School, military, health.
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