Outta shape, dude!

After having celebrated the couch potatoe-esque way of life for quite a while I’m finally tired of it. Over and over again do I reach a point I feel like “Hey, now it’s getting seriously out of control.

I’m not announcing a big program, like I did in the past, here but right now I’m at a point where it is time to get a little bit more healthier and find a way back on regular track. This is also because I found that I’ve finally reached an age where the “DeLorean is far beyond the point of no return”

I’ll maybe explain this in a later post but not right now. Anyhow, my bag is finally packed for gym tomorrow and I also have to say that this time I feel a little bit afraid. I’ve gained massive, massive, massive overweight and I also feel a little ashamed about me BUT it’s no condition that cannot be changed. My daily schedule leaves enough room for fitness once again and one slightly set goal is go for a jog by the beginning of November that will last for about half an hour or more. Till now I’m only used to these machines in the gym but I feel more like getting out a little bit more.

Another urgency, it’s getting colder and colder and the point where I HAVE to wear long pants draws near. Actually, I won’t fit in one of those at my certain condition, or I simply die of frost this winter 🙂

I’ll keep you informed and wish me luck…

Weather experience

So, what’s wrong with the world and our weather god? Huh?

The weather forecast in the morning told me : “The sun is going to shine today” – “It’s getting warmer” – “All you people will feel like being in the summer” – “The winter is finally gone”

Well, by believing these ‘predictions’ I decided on this very morning on this very 26th of April Two-K-Ten that the time is now to wear short pants. I need to mention that I totally like to wear short pants. It is a kind of freedom to feel that the cloth ends right under your knee, not to speak of the indirect “air conditioning”. I also need to mention that I am a person that sweats, if you know what I mean, so I grab every little cooling I can get.

Anyhow, the forecast was wrong on this very morning on this… well, you know… it started to rain, it got colder and I felt like a kind of displaced. BUT, keep that in your mind, I will not bow down before the power and might of mother nature and its weather experiments, I’ll keep on wearing these short pants until the weather report tells me that the winter has arrived.

Curse you, Petrus!!! CURSE YOU!!!