Hi, my name is Jeremy, and I'm a colossal fuckup.
Okay, maybe "colossal" is a bit harsh. But, I'm a fuckup nonetheless.
It's okay, though. I've made my peace with it.
Much like a bike or a horse rider who has fallen off, it's up to the individual to saddle back up and ride.
And that's the point behind this blog.
See, a few months ago, I started this blog to chronicle my journey in my new life-changing endeavors. And up to this point, there's been a minute change to my life. Most noticeably, is an uncanny ability to avoid blogging in this forum in order to avoid the well-deserved criticism for letting my goal slip further and further away from me.
Alas, I cannot do this anymore. Part of the whole reason for starting this blog was to hold myself accountable, and to allow my readers to do the same to me. It's pretty telling when I have people off the street ask me "How is MMA going?", only to have to begrudgingly tell them, "I'm starting it at the end of this month," or "I'm starting it when we're done working on this movie", or any number of excuses. And, make no mistake about it, that's exactly what they are - excuses. Now, to a degree, they may even be valid excuses, and lord knows my world has been pretty goddamned rocky the last few months, and if all of you knew half the shit I had dealt with, you might even say, "You're right to take a few months off from this endeavor."
But that don't mean it's the right attitude to have. In fact, quite the contrary. While things in my personal life were floundering (and in same cases, downright IMPLODING), I should have used the time and energy and focused like a fucking laser beam and became a workout and diet MACHINE. But, I digress.
We all have triggers. It's something we learn about in the Weight Watchers meetings. My triggers are depression, loneliness, anger, stress, and rage. I have a lot of all five. But, I'm working on them. In fact, the MMA workout may be just what I need.
This morning (or rather, yesterday morning, since it's now 2 am on Thursday), I woke up, and forced myself to do 5 minutes of kettlebells and 5 minutes on the elliptical. It may not sound like much, but one of the MMA instructors who I receive emails from (yes, I've made contact with a couple of schools, and I do converse with a coach or two) says even doing just five minutes of day of SOMETHING is better than nothing at all. So, I did that little workout, and it flat out KICKED MY FUCKING ASS. And it felt great to do it.
As of right now, it's been well over 24 hours since I had caffeine. Dealing with a bit of a withdrawal headache, but I'll survive.
In the morning, I'll do another five minute kettlebell workout, and another five or ten on the elliptical. I even purchased myself an exercise mat today so I don't have to do stuff on the nasty floor in my house when I actually get to the advanced kettlebell workouts, like turkish get-ups. Also, I picked up a pair of 12 pound dumbbells just for variety's sake.
I'm considering trying out Georges St. Pierre's new workout routine called RUSHFIT. It's pretty INSANE. It's akin to the P90X and INSANITY workouts. Go check it out at www.gsprushfit.com sometime. For those of you who don't know, Georges St. Pierre (or GSP for short) is one of the premiere MMA fighters in the world. He's in the UFC, and is the current UFC Welterweight Champion. The man is a BEAST. He's damn near unstoppable, and has been a force to be reckoned with. He's a dominator. Not many in his division can hang with him. So, he's definitely a huge inspiration. I may check out RUSHFIT sooner rather than later.
And, I'm about to bite the bullet and FINALLY go check out an MMA class. May even join finally.
Until next we meet, parting is such sweet sorrow.
TFG.
