Daring To Dream

So, everyone around me and their uncles are losing weight. MEANWHILE, I AM GAINING. DAMMITALL. Luckily, my new job allows me to rollerblade and actually requires much physical movement.

I deliver fliers.

Y’know…those people who stick advertisements in your door, so the next time you go out, those advertisements fall all at your feet and you’re like “WTF DO NOT WANT D:”. Yeah, hate me. I already love my job. >D

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I actually don’t think of it as a job. (NO THAT DOES NOT MEAN I SLACK OFF ON IT.) What I mean is, since it’s a lot of labor…especially on rollerblades…especially when the neighborhoods have hilly terrain…especially when the sidewalks are so freagin’ uneven—alright!

What I’m trying to get at is I think more of it as exercise.

Anyway, I think I’d just upset myself into quitting if I thought of it as a job. I’m a really slow person (and those uneven sidewalks and tall hills are HELL for one such rollerblader!), and we get paid by house, not by hour. So, if I did the math, I’d find I’d be working for salary below minimum wage.

OF COURSE, I DO NOT THINK ABOUT THAT.

Because this job is very good for me.

Not only does it teach me to hurry my slow ass up, but I am getting some pretty damn good work-outs from it. I’ve actually composed a list of why I love my new job…

…which I decided not to show cuz I’m too lazy to revise. (The original version was made before I had my first few days.)

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ANYWAY, the main point of this entry is to show that I actually have a work-out schedule for losing weight, albeit a very loose schedule.

All I have to do is make some dietary adjustments, and maybe even invest in some diet pills.

(And, yeah, I know a lot of people are against the whole chemical-thing. But whatevs! It can’t hurt me more than I’ve already hurt myself with the crap-food I’ve ingested all my life.)

This dream is definitely getting some progress done!

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