Chris

I think I’m off to a good start. This is the last year of my 20s, so I want for it to be a good and memorable one.

One thing that bothers me a little is that I’m a tad unsure of what constitutes the “best year of my life.” I’m thinking that it’s about balance. Plenty of time with friends and family. Plenty of accomplishment at work and for my side business. Plenty of time worshiping God. Getting in good shape. Looking good and feeling great.

That’s a lot of stuff. It’s a good thing that I’ve started to get more organized and in control of my days. That’s what year 29 seemed to have been all about.

Since I was able to start working on the side business early in the morning, I’ve opened some time to hang with friends and work out in the evening. I get pretty tired, but strategic naps after work and on weekend afternoons have gone a long way in helping me make it until 2am (or whenever).

Now that I’ve finished the Pentateuch, I’m going to take a break and read the gospels of Matthew, Luke, and Mark. Then it’s back to the Old Testament and the historical books.

Just need to lose 10 more pounds, and I think the area to target is the stomach. I bet there are 10 pounds there. Time to learn some better ab workouts.

But seriously, I’ve been doing very well at making sure that I work out. The biggest issue has been one of schedule. I try to fit a ton of activities into my day. In my opinion, figuring out when to do what is 75% of the battle. As it turns out, the morning is not the time for me to work out. If I want to not work out, then I should schedule it for early morning. But working on my business at 5 am works surprisingly well. Go figure. I didn’t think I had it in me!

I’ve also decided to try dressing like a grownup. I’ve been in the realm of somewhat-clean-cut/somewhat-casual for a while now, and I don’t see anyone vomiting capriciously around me. In fact, I’m starting to realize that it’s a little awkward, though I wouldn’t go far as saying that I’m horrible at dressing myself.

I bought a Mazda RX-8, which helps up the cool factor. I saw someone get a little nauseous the other day. They didn’t vomit, but I could tell that they were thinking about it.