Okay...Let's See...

Past couple weeks have been stressful.  It's taken its toll on me mentally and physically.

Shot my video project, which had its own share of headaches.  Plus editing it.  On Thanksgiving Day.

Preparing for Black Friday.

Black Friday.  Where I spent 11 hours on my feet with only a fifteen minute break.  Ended up limping by the end of the night because I had a gout flareup.

Black Saturday.  8 1/2 hours, but this time I got a lunch break.

By the time I got home Saturday night, my gout was in full force.  Didn't get to sleep until 3 am only to wake up at 7 and realize that I was in too poor shape to come in to work.  Ended up sleeping, like, 16 hours straight recovering.

Not to mention I was pukey and developed a cold sore that made me feel like the Elephant Man.  Obviously a product of the stress.

And then yesterday I had to finish a 10-12 page screenplay treatment...by writing eight pages of it.  With my back locked up and achy.

So, no.  I did not get a chance to go to the gym.

And I don't think I'll be able to until after the 9th, when the last of my finals is due (I think).

But once the semester is over, I'm gonna spend a Friday just decompressing.  I even ordered a copy of Video Nasties: The Definitive Guide for the occasion.  7 1/2 hours of trailers for every single Video Nasty.

Then I'm getting back at it.

Dammit.

As for my treatment...it's not just perfect.  It's divine.  That and Misery's Child...those are the only two divine things ever in this world!

Okay.  Lemme drink this Monster Absolute Zero and prepare for class #1.

Later.

-Justin

Apologizing in Advance

I promised myself I'd go to the gym six times in two weeks.

My schedule is so busy that it literally ain't gonna happen.

Gotta edit my video project, write my treatment, do my acting final twice, and work on stuff for Voice class.

Plus work.  I even put comedy on hold to accommodate all of this.

At least I can focus on my diet.

So I'm apologizing to myself and I am going to find a way to make it up.

Okay.  I feel better.

Later.
-Justin

This stuff is getting me through the holiday season.  Wish the Sugar Free version were more readily available.  Ironically, the only place I can find the Sugar Free version is at my gym.

Remember...

When I said I was gonna go to the gym yesterday...

I lied.

Not intentionally.  But I did.

My bad.

Later.
-Justin

Wagon Jumping

I keep jumping back on and off the wagon.  It's frustrating, and not too good for the legs.

I am going back to the gym tomorrow.  Gosh darn it.

Gotta be careful because the holidays are coming.  Between the fatty foods, retail, and other stresses, I could get myself in trouble.

Next two weeks are gonna be especially hard.  I have a ten page screenplay treatment due on the 30th, and a film project due on Dec. 2nd.  And I haven't even started either one.

Then on top of that, I have a paper due for Voice class and I have to do my Acting final twice.

I ended up taking a break from comedy for the month of November because my proverbial plate is already too full.

Okay.  Less bloggy, more worky.

Later.
-Justin

They need to rerelease this book with better binding.

Did You Deduct Sixteen Pounds For The Shoes?

I gained a pound and a half.

Well, given the lack of exercise and jumps off the wagon, plus the usual fluctuations in hydration, etc.  Guess that's normal.

Ah, well.

Back to it.

Later.
-Justin

A Pool Of Light

My Voice teacher has us envision we have pools of light in our abdomen that we illuminate when we exhale or something.

He also said something about two-finger stretches and butt breathing.  Whatever.

Finally went to the gym for the first time since the Clinton Administration today.  Using my new routine.  Ten minutes of cardio (alternating intensity every minute), machines, another ten of cardio (with alternating intensities again).

I upped the weights a bit.  Because I'm a dumbass masochist.

So to do the proper breathing, I caught myself repeating the phrase "Pool of Light."  Thank goodness it was under my breath, because otherwise people would have thought I was crazy.

Waiting for it to hurt tonight.

Time to get ready for work.  Wish me sanity.

Next post: My healthy Christmas list.

Later.
-Justin

The author's a friend of mine.  Check this book out.  Because I haven't yet and I feel guilty.