I haven’t written here in awhile, which is against my New Year’s resolution. I am keeping up with others though, and I seem to be adding more responsibilities.
I have been doing my physical therapy exercises. I did them every day in February, and I’m still keeping an unbroken daily line going. I’m going to health sessions less and less as a result (if I am trusted to make a causality argument) and I’m hoping that next week will be the first week in a long time where I don’t see any medical people. This may be why I felt comfortable running 40km on Sunday.
Last week, my sister started a large assignment towards her Phd. She has been given three questions and has to write three papers on them within three weeks. To keep herself motivated, she gave me a challenge as well. Apparently we are supposed to compete.
I have to do a task each day while she is doing these papers. I was able to negotiate three separate projects as she has three papers. So each day, I have to do one of three things.
- Go for a run. This was a requirement for me to agree to this. It isn’t a challenge for me to go for a run, but there is a price to pay for running. If I run, I have less time, and afterwards I may not feel like doing anything. I do not want to have to choose between doing a run and this challenge.
- Contact a woman. I need to send out a message to a woman on a dating site. I generally hate doing this, but I need to. I want to have a relationship, so I need to work at it. This will be good for me.
- Program for half an hour. I have programming projects of my own that I want to do. With this task, I’ll actually get around to doing them.
The sad thing is that this has been my first evening where I have time to relax in quite some time. I still did a run; hill training; six sets of hills. But I enjoyed spending the rest of the evening vegging out on television.
My weekdays are way too busy. I always have something I am doing. Weekends are when I have time to clean up and maintain my life. It makes visiting my parents very traumatic to my schedule. I love going and seeing them, but missing a weekend puts me behind schedule. It always takes me a long time to get my life back in order.