Shipwrecked & Comatose

As I write this post, I sit here wondering if I should, for accountability purposes, go and weigh and measure myself.  Isn't that supposed to be what the measure of progress is?  First I take away the photos and now I'm taking away the numbers? I am walking a line right now.  There are so many fitness experts out there who are telling me I shouldn't live by the numbers.  I should go by how I feel.  My weight and measurements don't matter and I should not judge myself by the scale. On the other hand, I wonder if not weighing and measuring is just a copout.  I just don't want to see proof that I'm not making any progress.  My eating habits are still not great.  I'm still eating too much at mealtimes and eating too much between meals. Right now I am going to go with the former and not do any weights or measurements.  Maybe I'll change my mind in the next Phase.  Maybe I'll change my mind next week.  I can step on the scale any time I want. I hav

Stronger, but not smaller. This month I will not be sharing stats.  I have no time or inclination to weight or measure myself.  Although I finished NROLFW State 2, I have not had much time to focus on health habits. So much has been happening.  I just finished another play.  It was fun and thrilling and I had a great cast to work with, but it was also exhausting and time consuming.  There was a fire in my building that took out the laundry rooms and I will be scrambling to find times and places to do laundry in the coming weeks until repairs are made.  I had a bad cold that still lingers intermittently.  My elbow, seemingly almost healed, has taken a turn for the worse.  My insomnia has been raging.  On the good side, I'm killing it at the gym these days despite the elbow.  I am adding more weight every week.  I still have to be cautious for certain exercises, but I know once the pain is gone I can bring myself to 2014 strength levels.  I still have to watch how much weight I

I'm a realist.  I know death is a part of life.  Everyone dies.  In the 21st Century we are lucky most Americans are living well into their 80s and 90s.  Unfortunately, not everyone lives that long.  In this period of good health and longevity, people still die in their 60s and 70s, seemingly struck down in their prime.  It happens.  Even if we maintain good health, diseases can sneak up on us and kill us. Fame doesn't protect you from death.  Our favorite musicians, actors, dancers, and comedians all have to go some time, right?   Being a celebrity certainly doesn't do much to help with longevity.  Celebrities don't live the same lives we do if you stop and think about it. I know how exhausted I feel when I am in the midst of rehearsing and performing a tiny community theater play.  I can't imagine the stress of shooting a movie.  I remember in college I felt like a week on tour with the concert choir on spring break was a grueling ordeal.  What must it fee