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vicarzWell yeah - I don't feel the need to express my political views often because I've found even pointing to data does not change opinions. While this mystifies me, talking to hear the sound of my own voice is something I do more when I'm reviewing documents for work.
Jumping is hard when you're a coward. I was born scared - my instinct is to flinch when something is flying my way. I can overcome a lot of that, but my instincts show my tiny mammal roots. So, yesterday in my fun-workout break I realized I don't suck at jumping as much as I thought. I can barely jump 18" to the bars and catch them, partially out of fear. Well, for no reason I tried jumping without my hands in the air - just jump to see how high my head goes... and I can practically hit my head on the overhead bar (which is 14-18 " or so from my overhead reach. Maybe that was my imagination, as when I jump with my hands up I barely make it to the bar. I chalk it up to cowardice - jumping to catch the bar, if I fail I fall so I probably hedge my bets. Jumping knowing how I'll land, I let free and explode much further.
I used to do backtucks, and while they were sloppy and often resulted in gainers, I wasn't as strong back then. I could do them, but a mistake could result in a snapped spine, and my fear instincts make failure a significant probability.
I haven't had a washboard in over 3 years (ask Janna). When I stop eating restaurant food, candy, and drinking enough to drop weight I drink more. I think beer is my current biggest sin, but I've cut way back solely based on calories. I miss beer.
I talk about physical things a lot. I do other things, kind of, but don't talk so much about work, relationships, how I engage socially as if I was at work all the time - showing restraint and just trying not to have conflicts, and I play Diablo way too much.
Who cares? It just doesn't seem worth writing about.
Jumping is hard when you're a coward. I was born scared - my instinct is to flinch when something is flying my way. I can overcome a lot of that, but my instincts show my tiny mammal roots. So, yesterday in my fun-workout break I realized I don't suck at jumping as much as I thought. I can barely jump 18" to the bars and catch them, partially out of fear. Well, for no reason I tried jumping without my hands in the air - just jump to see how high my head goes... and I can practically hit my head on the overhead bar (which is 14-18 " or so from my overhead reach. Maybe that was my imagination, as when I jump with my hands up I barely make it to the bar. I chalk it up to cowardice - jumping to catch the bar, if I fail I fall so I probably hedge my bets. Jumping knowing how I'll land, I let free and explode much further.
I used to do backtucks, and while they were sloppy and often resulted in gainers, I wasn't as strong back then. I could do them, but a mistake could result in a snapped spine, and my fear instincts make failure a significant probability.
I haven't had a washboard in over 3 years (ask Janna). When I stop eating restaurant food, candy, and drinking enough to drop weight I drink more. I think beer is my current biggest sin, but I've cut way back solely based on calories. I miss beer.
I talk about physical things a lot. I do other things, kind of, but don't talk so much about work, relationships, how I engage socially as if I was at work all the time - showing restraint and just trying not to have conflicts, and I play Diablo way too much.
Who cares? It just doesn't seem worth writing about.
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