100 Days

If you had to sum up my mood today in one word, that word would be “enthused.”

First, I put together a second solid eating day in a row, taking in about 1,200 calories and working out when I said I was gonna take the day off. I am enjoying this whole habit I have gotten into of working out when I am bored. Before, I would take a nap or plan an elaborate take out dinner. But now, I just go work out. I think its better for me that way. Also, getting two good days in was important, considering the rut I had fallen into of basically eating well only every other day. Momentum is coming back, hopefully.

Second, I lost a little bit of weight. Remember yesterday I said that, at this point, I don’t care how fast or slow weight comes off, I just want to see continuous progress. Well I am about a pound down today (roughly 277.5) and looking forward to weighing in tomorrow.

Third, I think I have found a place to live in California. There was a lot of stress about where I would live and how much money it would cost. But I managed to find a place (I think) that is only $435 per month with manageable electric bills additional. All told, my math says it should add up to just a little bit more than what I am paying now. So maybe I can actually make use of the $6,000 raise I am going to get from this new job. But then, it IS California, so they’ll probably find some crazy way to drain my money. Oh, the best part about this place I found: It is a half mile from work. So that should save heavily on gas.

Yup, things are turning up Dan. So that’s pretty fucking good right now.

After I found out I have the room (which is in a large Victorian house that will be shared by two 30 year olds that I have never met) it hit me that I am heading to California. I was pumped up like a kid who just hit a little league grand slam. To someone who has never been out west before, which is a category I fall into, there is something magical about the idea of living in California, especially within close proximity to San Francisco. And after this utterly cultureless experience of the last two years (This town feels like a seventh-grade math class) I can’t really contain my feelings about how happy I am to be moving to one of the most culturally progressive areas in the country.

Sure, I might be a half hour out of San Francisco, and I don’t really have any first-hand knowledge of the town of Vallejo, but I have seen the worst America has to offer. It is called Sterling, Colo. So no matter what Vallejo can throw at me, I’ll be ready. It can’t be worse than this town.

The one major obstacle left before the move is cleaning my apartment. If any of you would like to help, please do. I have been putting it off for a week now and things aren’t exactly getting any better.

And the other major worry about the move is the diet. I’m sure I can buy healthy things in the grocery stores, but I am also sure that part of me will want to explore the town and the area as much as possible upon arrival. That could mean restaurants and nights at the bar. Of course, maybe I won’t have anyone to do that with. But let’s hold out hope that my roommates are cool. Of course, I’ll have to find a place to work out. But I probably won’t have the money for a membership for a few months. So I guess I may have to start paying a day rate.

The best thing about living in Colorado is that none of that stuff was a concern. Basically, this was the perfect place to lose weight. There are no good restaurants and no good bars. Plus, I got a free gym membership from work. So everything was kind of set up for success.

But now, I think I might be in a situation more apt for failure.

Interesting.