Good afternoon everyone! Hope your weekend has been pleasant in this lovely weather. I'm going to try and get back into the swing of posting on this blog normally, now that I've got both hands almost back to 100%. That being said, we'll see how diligent I am at keeping up with that schedule, ha.
The reason I'm writing this post is a little different than my previous posts. I've been giving a lot of time and effort to my work recently, and it seems like a never ending storm that never gets any better. You won't hear me complaining too much outside of work about my job, it pays the bills and my coworkers are flipping amazing. I give my all day in and day out, since that's the only way I know. Anyway, after putting in 60 hours and working yesterday I felt like I was burning myself out. I woke up today with a new outlook however.
I'm 26 years old, and nothing is given to people my age. We've got to work our, pardon my language, asses off to make it in this world. This week was nothing but a test of my mettle, and I'd like to think passed that test, but I can't judge that myself. I work my tail off to make a name for myself, and I'm blessed to be surrounded by people in my department who are in it for the same reasons. No matter what my job throws at us, which is my coworkers and myself, we're going to work to overcome the adversity. Mainly because we're all too damn hardheaded and stubborn to know another way to work.
We look after each other day in and day out to make sure the work gets done. There is no "down time" in my job. If there is then something isn't right. That being said, I don't know if I'd still be here if it wasn't for their constant encouragement and kind words. They've been like a second family to me, and I'll never be able to pay them back for everything that they've done for me.
I'll keep on keeping on, and put my nose to the grindstone. Working my tail off is something I've always tried to do, and I will never stop. I'm too stubborn to know anything better. I'm just hoping this commitment carries over to this weight loss thing I'm trying. Who knows what the future holds, but I'll greet it with welcome arms and take the challenges as they come.
Til next time,
Hunter
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Lately...
Good evening everyone. I know it's been a while since I've posted. Had a broken hand since July and have been saving my typing for work. I'm expected to get the all clear this week so I figured I'd go ahead and post again. I've been doing better, I guess. The depression comes and goes, but it's less frequent and severe, so that's a good thing. I've just been trying to keep a more positive outlook on life recently. It's too precious and special to just let it slip away.
I guess I've come to learn that from my therapy sessions and just taking time to think about life in general. I've got a lot of folks to thank for turning me around, and I won't name names, but if you've reached out to me through this time then you're one of them! Progress is progress, and while I may doubt myself some days (less nowadays than a few months ago), I know that I've got people who depend on me. Whether it's my family or friends, I know that they're there to help me, just as I try to help them when I'm needed. Writing that out, it sounds so simple, but I know it isn't. It's taken me a while to realize that while I keep on giving to help others out, people have also been helping me through this tough time. I can't say thanks enough, because it did get pretty dark there for a while. I'll be the first to admit that.
In therapy we've been talking about ways to deal with stress and anxiety. One way for males to vent is to "get physical." Whether it's working out or just walking around for a little while in the middle of a stressful situation. I was beginning to work out and be more active when I broke my hand playing soccer (yes you read that correctly). Long story short I got kicked on both sides of the hand at the same time and fractured the fifth metacarpal in my right hand. Was in a hard cast for 3 weeks, removable cast for 6, and I should get the all clear to begin strenuous physical activity again on Thursday.
That being said I think it's time to share something that I haven't really told anyone. I've lost about 40 pounds this year, which has put me around 240 pounds. My goal by the end of next year is to be down around 180. It's going to be tough, but I think if I give it my all I can do it. I've got to start eating better or my body might turn on me. Now if I could just find me a girlfriend I think I'd be right as rain, ha! That's a story for another day my friends. Anyway, hope everyone that reads this has been well. Til next time.
Hunter
I guess I've come to learn that from my therapy sessions and just taking time to think about life in general. I've got a lot of folks to thank for turning me around, and I won't name names, but if you've reached out to me through this time then you're one of them! Progress is progress, and while I may doubt myself some days (less nowadays than a few months ago), I know that I've got people who depend on me. Whether it's my family or friends, I know that they're there to help me, just as I try to help them when I'm needed. Writing that out, it sounds so simple, but I know it isn't. It's taken me a while to realize that while I keep on giving to help others out, people have also been helping me through this tough time. I can't say thanks enough, because it did get pretty dark there for a while. I'll be the first to admit that.
In therapy we've been talking about ways to deal with stress and anxiety. One way for males to vent is to "get physical." Whether it's working out or just walking around for a little while in the middle of a stressful situation. I was beginning to work out and be more active when I broke my hand playing soccer (yes you read that correctly). Long story short I got kicked on both sides of the hand at the same time and fractured the fifth metacarpal in my right hand. Was in a hard cast for 3 weeks, removable cast for 6, and I should get the all clear to begin strenuous physical activity again on Thursday.
That being said I think it's time to share something that I haven't really told anyone. I've lost about 40 pounds this year, which has put me around 240 pounds. My goal by the end of next year is to be down around 180. It's going to be tough, but I think if I give it my all I can do it. I've got to start eating better or my body might turn on me. Now if I could just find me a girlfriend I think I'd be right as rain, ha! That's a story for another day my friends. Anyway, hope everyone that reads this has been well. Til next time.
Hunter
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