Outcome: "Win"
Record: 85-4
Streak: Won 21
Summary: Almost a 5-day under the old system. So I have this co-worker who is an immigrant from Malaysia, and he's an awesome dude. Hanging with him is definitely one of the pluses about going to work. Anyway, he gave me one of the best compliments anyone has ever given me. We were moving a bunch of really heavy shit from a storage locker for several hours. At one point, as we were straining to get this old fridge into the van, he goes, "Dang man...you crazy, you're like Rocky Balboa!" That was amazing. That's not a bad comparison at all, except I hope I'm not as dumb as Rocky is. Another story about this dude: he uses the phrase "action packed" for so many things, and I think it's great. Like, if we page our pseudo-secretary, and she gets back to us very fast, he says, "Wow ____, you action packed!" Or if an order is extraordinarily large, it's "action packed". The Redskins this year, which is his team, are not action packed. I myself strive to have action packed days, and by action I mean conscious living.
I rocked my morning pages, biked, worked, finished my French for the week, got a crazy workout at work, weighed in at 175, biked home, made some deposits (inorganic), dropped off the rent, performed other miscellaneous tasks, plowed through a large section of the GRE book, wrote an e-mail for "b", spent several hours doing AW exercises, read Fate by Emerson, and now I'm going to watch Un Long Dimanche de Fiancailles and go to bed. I'd say it was an action packed day.
Oh, one more thing: so I remember that plan that Dan and I had about blasting Wu-Tang every morning in the apartment and jumping up and down on each others heads if we didn't get up. What would be even better, I think, is to have the theme song from Rocky set to start blaring at a certain time, say 6, and just wake up the apartment that way. ...dah-dah-danna-dah-danna-dah-danana...DAH-DAH-DANNA-DAH-DANNA-DAH-DANANA...and so on. I was hearing that shit blasting in my head this morning when I woke up, and I was so fired up, I probably could have tackled Brian Westbrook in the open field. I rode my bike with so much intensity, it was great. That would be the realest shit. Every day would be action packed.
*Update* Wow. Holy shit. How have I not heard of this movie? Check it out, seriously. The English title is A Very Long Engagement. It'll make you feel like an even bigger asshole for ever wasting a day.
Friday, December 29, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Outcome: "Win"
Record: 84-4
Streak: Won 20
Summary: Another solid day, although my state of mind was more volatile. My schedule right now is 1 1/2 hours of AW, which includes the mandatory 45 min. morning pages, 1 hour on "b", 1/2 hour cleaning, 1/2 hour dealing with administrative crap, 15 min. on French, and the remainder is free, which would ideally be used to read. My AW was solid today; for b I wrote an e-mail, stopped into an architecture office, and studied for the GRE; French I caught up to where I should be; and for my admin I went to the dentist after a long period of time without seeing one. It seems that I've been doing a good job taking care of my teeth, or I got lucky, because everything looks good. I haven't mentioned this before, but I require myself to perform a dental hygiene routine every morning and evening in order to get a win. My weight was 177.
Record: 84-4
Streak: Won 20
Summary: Another solid day, although my state of mind was more volatile. My schedule right now is 1 1/2 hours of AW, which includes the mandatory 45 min. morning pages, 1 hour on "b", 1/2 hour cleaning, 1/2 hour dealing with administrative crap, 15 min. on French, and the remainder is free, which would ideally be used to read. My AW was solid today; for b I wrote an e-mail, stopped into an architecture office, and studied for the GRE; French I caught up to where I should be; and for my admin I went to the dentist after a long period of time without seeing one. It seems that I've been doing a good job taking care of my teeth, or I got lucky, because everything looks good. I haven't mentioned this before, but I require myself to perform a dental hygiene routine every morning and evening in order to get a win. My weight was 177.
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Outcome: "Win"
Record: 82-4
Streak: Won 18
Summary: It was depressing driving southbound on 95, away from Philly. Ugh. But I came back, and I did a nice job getting back into the program. Actually, I maintained a near-perfect state of mind for much of the day. I was calm, feeling no anxiety, yet at each moment I was being deadly efficient, just doing each task without protest or distracting thoughts, applying the most rational strategy that presented itself to me.
My weight was bad--179.6--but not as bad as I expected. I gain weight very fast. I once gained over 10 pounds in 5 days while visiting San Francisco. Now I'm back on track, and I know for sure that there will be no delays between now and when I hit my goal. I did a solid hour on "b", 1/2 hour cleaning, 1/2 hour planning for something, 45 minutes on AW, and I made my lunch, had dinner, etc. I wish I could maintain my current state of mind forever. It's like I know for sure that I'm going to get to the pinnacle, and I'm not worried or stressed or panicked, because I just know it's going to happen. It's like having faith, maybe. I'm rolling, one day at a time. I'm applying Andy Reid and Rocky's strategies: Andy Reid's in the sense that I'm focusing on one day at a time, not getting too high or too low, treating myself with respect, and taking the attitude that I don't have time to despair or look for moral victories. Rocky's in the sense that I'm going to keep going at it no matter how many times I get knocked down. I feel like if you have the right state of mind, you could get knocked down an infinite amount of times and it would phase you less than a person with a worse attitude if they got hit just once. Maybe this is some Marcus Aurelius shit too. But I'm reminding myself that only I can make myself despair and give up, and nothing else matters--not the number of victories or failures. That's the way to victory in the long run.
Record: 82-4
Streak: Won 18
Summary: It was depressing driving southbound on 95, away from Philly. Ugh. But I came back, and I did a nice job getting back into the program. Actually, I maintained a near-perfect state of mind for much of the day. I was calm, feeling no anxiety, yet at each moment I was being deadly efficient, just doing each task without protest or distracting thoughts, applying the most rational strategy that presented itself to me.
My weight was bad--179.6--but not as bad as I expected. I gain weight very fast. I once gained over 10 pounds in 5 days while visiting San Francisco. Now I'm back on track, and I know for sure that there will be no delays between now and when I hit my goal. I did a solid hour on "b", 1/2 hour cleaning, 1/2 hour planning for something, 45 minutes on AW, and I made my lunch, had dinner, etc. I wish I could maintain my current state of mind forever. It's like I know for sure that I'm going to get to the pinnacle, and I'm not worried or stressed or panicked, because I just know it's going to happen. It's like having faith, maybe. I'm rolling, one day at a time. I'm applying Andy Reid and Rocky's strategies: Andy Reid's in the sense that I'm focusing on one day at a time, not getting too high or too low, treating myself with respect, and taking the attitude that I don't have time to despair or look for moral victories. Rocky's in the sense that I'm going to keep going at it no matter how many times I get knocked down. I feel like if you have the right state of mind, you could get knocked down an infinite amount of times and it would phase you less than a person with a worse attitude if they got hit just once. Maybe this is some Marcus Aurelius shit too. But I'm reminding myself that only I can make myself despair and give up, and nothing else matters--not the number of victories or failures. That's the way to victory in the long run.
Monday, December 25, 2006
Outcome for last three days: "Win, win, win"
Record: 81-4
Streak: Won 17
Summary: This has been an incredible Christmas break. Traffic was a breeze on Friday coming up here, and when I arrived, I had a delicious meal at Pinnochios and accomplished my shopping in one quick and pleasantly nostalgic trip to Granite Run. Then the next day, Dan and I made an awesome tour of Philly. Started at 30th street, walked to the Cira Center, clipped the corner of the Penn campus, walked over the South Street Bridge, walked up the Schuykill trail around the back of the Art Museum, walked up the Parkway, stopped at Eakins Oval, got a La Colombe, walked through Rittenhouse, checked out the Gross Clinic, which was amazing, walked to Sarcone's, where I enjoyed a hoagie (Dan thought it was garbage), walked down 9th Rocky style, checked out Passyunk Square, walked back up Passyunk, went to Borders, studied and talked, walked down Broad to South, admired the architecture, got a Lorenzo's, ate at Harmony, rode the R3 back, drove around with Derek, and then watched Rocky 6. Right there, that was awesome. That was almost as cool, in one day, as last year's Boston/New York trip was in 4 days. Go Philly.
Next day: I got up liesurely, hung out with Aaron for a while, did Christmas presents and stuff with my family, and then I drove to Josh's house in Havertown, got Wawa, played Resident Evil 4, and then beat Mega Man 1 and 6. That was a nice day with family and friends.
Today: Got up and had the family Christmas party at the house. Very nice. And then, of course, I got to witness the Eagles dominate the Cowboys and deliver one of my best Christmas presents ever. Tomorrow I go back, and while I'd like to stay more, it was an awesome weekend, with Philly showing up like a champion. We saved the Eakins, our city is awesome, Rocky's actually all right, and the Eagles are currently the division leaders.
Record: 81-4
Streak: Won 17
Summary: This has been an incredible Christmas break. Traffic was a breeze on Friday coming up here, and when I arrived, I had a delicious meal at Pinnochios and accomplished my shopping in one quick and pleasantly nostalgic trip to Granite Run. Then the next day, Dan and I made an awesome tour of Philly. Started at 30th street, walked to the Cira Center, clipped the corner of the Penn campus, walked over the South Street Bridge, walked up the Schuykill trail around the back of the Art Museum, walked up the Parkway, stopped at Eakins Oval, got a La Colombe, walked through Rittenhouse, checked out the Gross Clinic, which was amazing, walked to Sarcone's, where I enjoyed a hoagie (Dan thought it was garbage), walked down 9th Rocky style, checked out Passyunk Square, walked back up Passyunk, went to Borders, studied and talked, walked down Broad to South, admired the architecture, got a Lorenzo's, ate at Harmony, rode the R3 back, drove around with Derek, and then watched Rocky 6. Right there, that was awesome. That was almost as cool, in one day, as last year's Boston/New York trip was in 4 days. Go Philly.
Next day: I got up liesurely, hung out with Aaron for a while, did Christmas presents and stuff with my family, and then I drove to Josh's house in Havertown, got Wawa, played Resident Evil 4, and then beat Mega Man 1 and 6. That was a nice day with family and friends.
Today: Got up and had the family Christmas party at the house. Very nice. And then, of course, I got to witness the Eagles dominate the Cowboys and deliver one of my best Christmas presents ever. Tomorrow I go back, and while I'd like to stay more, it was an awesome weekend, with Philly showing up like a champion. We saved the Eakins, our city is awesome, Rocky's actually all right, and the Eagles are currently the division leaders.
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