Summer is, by far, the very best and worst time of the year for me. I love the rising temperatures, the warm mornings, the 80-degree nights and the fact that I don’t have to bundle up or even wear pants virtually any time. It is the season of my birthday, and the season of BBQs and pool parties and family reunions. It is the last three months until football.
But it has its drawbacks. It’s a terrible time for resolutions.
A couple of months ago I set some goals, or rather some intentions. If you’ve been reading a while you know they weren’t particularly stringent but they went like this: spend more time with the missus, get in shape, read more, get more done, and drink less. Noble goals, all, and I can say that over the course of the last couple of month I have, by and large, stuck to those goals. The missus and I have caught a couple of movies, gone out to dinner a few times, went to lunch a few times, and committed to even more. We’re in the middle of a move, so that kind of forces us to do more together, too. It also forces us to get more done. Bonus time with the wife.
I hover right around 180, though some weeks I see 179. Being on the right side of 180 is important to me. I’m not at my 175 goal, but I’m not feeling big at 185, either, so that’s nice. I decided to do something this morning, though, that oughta fix the difference. More on that later.
I’ve been reading a lot more lately and I read even more when the weather is good. Deck time is good reading time and when the morning and evenings are warmer there’s more deck time. So, honestly, the summer time is pretty good with most of my spring-time resolutions, but really bad on the other two:
- Drink less
- Stay in shape
Really bad. I mean, who wants to come home after a sweaty day in a steaming swamp-cooled showroom and not have a beer? Show of hands? It’s particularly unlikely that over the course of the next few months my unit count won’t increase. There is no way to resist the ice cold mug, the perfect pour, and the sweet taste of indulgence.
So I won’t.
And it’s likely that count won’t get particularly better after the summer either, because #football.
So I’m gonna go ahead and make my peace with that now. It’s summer, it’s hot, I’m thirsty, and I’m gonna drink some beer. Gosh, that was an easier resolution to make than I thought. 😉
But if I’m going to make that commitment, I’m going to have to counterbalance the weight. Literally. If I don’t counterbalance the weight then I’m going to get heavy and the next blog will be about how comfortable I’ve become at over 185. And I’m going to have to shop for pants. I hate shopping for pants.
So here’s my new resolution. Bear with me, I’ve never done anything like this before.
I’m going to run.
I’ve been walking for years, and I’ve gotten pretty good at it. I mean, you put one foot in front of the other and you go a certain distance at a pretty good pace and before you know it you’re somewhere else. Then, you walk back. I burn some calories, I build some energy, I feel good about myself.
Now I’m going to feel better.
This morning I’m going to download an app that gets a human body from couch to 5k in about 9 weeks. The guy who used to be Wesley Crusher has been talking about it a lot on his blog, and his blog is one of my inspirations. I’m going to start today.
That last line was the hardest one of all. If I start “tomorrow” it’s a resolution, and I have 24 hours to come up with good ideas on how to procrastinate. If I start “today” it’s a commitment. I’m making the commitment. It’s for my health, it’s for my pants, and … most importantly … it’s for beer.
And in the long hot summer, that’s the most important motivation of them all. 🙂