Doug Langille is a husband, father and shameless technophile living the good life in Nova Scotia.

Marching On

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So, what has been going on since I posted here back in January? Good question. Let’s see:

  • I lost 5 of the 15 pounds I gained over Christmas
  • I didn’t run much and the weather hampered my walking regimen
  • I didn’t lift a damn thing at all and we won’t talk about the burpees

Health-wise, there is little else to report. Hoping for fairer weather soon. Meanwhile, I’ll keep plugging away at it. I think I’ll skip the Bluenose this year, but am seriously considering partnering up with someone for the Eco-Endurance Challenge on May 3rd and 4th. Am I nuts? Anyone want to join me? *crickets*

Anyhooo, it’s been a surprisingly productive writing time:

  • 10 new stories and 1 poem. I still feel like I’m behind but I’m hitting my stride. I think.
  • 3 issues of Reader’s Carnival out the door, including stories, poems, articles and photos. Learning a lot about ezine publishing.
  • While awaiting the release of Dark Futures Annual 1, I’ve finally outlined the wrapper story for my upcoming collection ‘Tales from the Hanging Tree‘ and have the stories selected. I’m handing the concept draft to Paige this week for her artistic whimsy. I expect nothing short of awesomeness.
  • Speaking of Paige, she introduced me to East Coast Creative Collective. I’m pretty stoked to join them for a meetup on the 13th. 
  • Lots of busy-time with Writer’s Carnival, including sparking up a new blog with the admin team. Big-ass Post-a-Palooza event coming March 21st, 22nd, and 23rd.
  • Working on monetizing my writing a little more creatively using Patreon. What do you think? I’m open to any and all suggestions.

One of the things I’ve had to revisit is time-management. My writing commitments no longer resemble a hobby, requiring me to block 2 hours a day to commit to Reader’s and Writers Carnival on top of an hour or more daily to work on my personal writing aspirations. 20 hours a week is a substantial undertaking given my day-job adventuring in IT Management. My better-half supports this and has started a new entrepreneurial undertaking of her own called The Wooly Thimble.

That’s enough rambling for now. Gotta get back to creating chaos and mayhem. Write on!

"Talk is cheap, but rum costs money."

Today is the last day of my vacation. I am very fortunate to work for an organization that allows for a goodsome break. Tomorrow, I’ll be back to toiling in a turbulent tempest of tumultuous turmoil. Not really. I like my job and the people I work with. There are some large scopes of project work in the hopper to keep me busy. Busy is good, because the winter is long.

I packed on a few pounds in December, making this a pretty significant stumble in my journey to good health. I stared at the scale on Friday in frustration as it read 253. How does one gain 15 pounds in a month? There’s no big mystery, of course. About the only thing I didn’t cram in to my maw was bread and pasta. Everything else was fair game. My sloth-like behavior of the last two-weeks didn’t help. Forget about not being able to outrun my fork; I’d have to work to catch up.

Well, it’s a new month, a new year and a new start. My ‘Back to Balance’ plan is pretty familiar, because it works.

  • I bite, I write. Journal everything in MyFitnessPal 
    http://www.myfitnesspal.com/douglangille
  • Start each morning with a quickie warm up: 
    10 burpees, 25 squats, 25 pushups and 25 inverted rows
    If I’m shoveling snow, it’ll count instead. Jus’ sayin’.
  • Start the workday with walking 3-5km and track with Endomondo 
    http://www.endomondo.com/profile/6371883
  • Monday, Wednesday and Friday are 30 minute cardio days, treadmill in the morning ideally, but lunchtime is okay. Once the weather gets good again, I’ll hook up with Andre for going outside instead.
  • Tuesday and Thursday are 30 minute free weight lifting days. I have a circuit that I like to do that keeps my heart rate up and makes everything burn. Sounds fun, right? I’ll add Monday and Friday once I’m back in the groove. Wednesdays and weekends will be rest days from strength training.
  • I have a script for updated blood chemistry. I’ll go have it drawn in a week or too after I detox from the holidays a bit. 
  • Thinking about running the Bluenose 10k again this year. Am I crazy?

Doug Langille Writing: Year One’ was one of the things I’m most proud of this past year. I wrote more than forty pieces of fiction, 3 of which are published in ‘Midnight Abyss’. Another is online at Dark Futures and coming out in print as part of ‘Dark Futures Annual 1’.

I’ve been very active in Writer’s Carnival as an author and as part of the admin team. What’s really cool is that Anisa and I have partnered up on a new site called Reader’s Carnival as a way for Writer’s Carnival members to have the very best of their work published beyond the echo chamber of a writing community. In a nutshell, Writer’s Carnival is for writers and Reader’s Carnival is for readers. It launches tomorrow.

My ‘Year Two’ writing commitments are straightforward:

  • Continue to write short fiction from writing prompts at Writer’s Digest. I really like these and the community there is friendly.
  • Continue to work with the Writer’s Carnival community. If you’re an aspiring writer, this is a great place to get support.
  • Nurture and grow Reader’s Carnival
  • Edit, polish and publish my own anthology this spring, tentatively titled, ‘Tales from the Hanging Tree’. More on this soon.
  • I’ve been asked to contribute to a possible humor anthology. This will be an interesting undertaking if it matures to something real.
  • I might make my umpteenth stab at NaNoWriMo. November is a chaotic month, but I really want to give it a shot this year. 

Meanwhile, at the Hall of Justice…  

‎So, it’s been two months since my last post. Christmas is just around the corner and soon we’ll be saying ‘Chuck U. Farley’ to 2013.  

Midnight Abyss is out and well-received. Thanks to all who picked up a copy and a big shout out to those who took the time to review. We’re pushing through until Christmas to see where we end up. All in all, the book has exceeded expectations. I’m not going to get rich, but I learned a lot in the process and that was my primary objective.  

What’s next for me? I have my own short-fiction compilation to finish editing and get out the door in a few months, then on to one of my longer writing projects. Clearly, this is more than a hobby for me.  

My work with the Writer’s Carnival community will continue in earnest, and I’m fortunate enough to be working on an exciting project called Reader’s Carnival. It launches next month. Keep an eye out for that.  

Work-wise, I did indeed make it to EDUCAUSE in Anaheim. I got a lot out of it, but Jane McGonigal's talk still resonates quite strong. 'One two, three, four! I declare a Massively Multi-player Thumb War!' The campus visits were great and the Project Management seminar we delivered in Cornwallis went off without a hitch. Maybe we'll take that gig on the road.  

As far as my health goes, I’m back up 5 pounds to 238. I’ll blame it on travel, Halloween and spotty compliance. That puts me on track for ending 2013 the same weight I started in with. But, hey, still keeping it off and living the dream. Walking and running continues, but I’ve been slacking on the weights. Getting stronger is a great thing to focus on. ‎I’m due to make an appointment with the doc to update my blood chemistry and take a gander at the remnants of my lipoma, maybe whittle a little more off the nape of my neck.  

My mother-in-law’s dementia continues to progress and my step-mother’s cancer battle continues with chemo then radiation in the new year. Dad had a car accident, but he’s okay. Mom, arguably the healthiest of the lot, had her other hand operated on and has shoulder surgery on the docket for late winter. My uncle just had his other hip upgraded to the Binford 9100‎. I’m sorry if I missed anyone, but, jeepers, there’s a lot on the go.

On the home front, ‎Meghan is expecting her second, making me a grandfather again. July should be awesome. Carye is working at adding to the team. Adam continues his Reign of Ossim at Acadia. I’m stoked for the Extract the Abstract show later this month.

My bride got herself medically hypnotized to aid in her struggle to quit smoking. ‎I was extremely skeptical, but so far so good. The process is quite intriguing given that it is, at its core, advanced and purposeful meditation. Of course, the doctor neglected to advise that you can’t hypnotize away the physical effects of nicotine withdrawal. Bastard. Those first three days were, um, interesting. She suffered but just doesn’t smoke any more. That’s that, I guess.

Let’s have a happy and safe holidays everyone. Keep your stick on the ice.

Meanwhile, at the Hall of Justice…  

‎So, it’s been two months since my last post. Christmas is just around the corner and soon we’ll be saying ‘Chuck U. Farley’ to 2013.  

Midnight Abyss is out and well-received. Thanks to all who picked up a copy and a big shout out to those who took the time to review. We’re pushing through until Christmas to see where we end up. All in all, the book has exceeded expectations. I’m not going to get rich, but I learned a lot in the process and that was my primary objective.  

What’s next for me? I have my own short-fiction compilation to finish editing and get out the door in a few months, then on to one of my longer writing projects. Clearly, this is more than a hobby for me.  

My work with the Writer’s Carnival community will continue in earnest, and I’m fortunate enough to be working on an exciting project called Reader’s Carnival. It launches next month. Keep an eye out for that.  

Work-wise, I did indeed make it to EDUCAUSE in Anaheim. I got a lot out of it, but Jane McGonigal's talk still resonates quite strong. 'One two, three, four! I declare a Massively Multi-player Thumb War!' The campus visits were great and the Project Management seminar we delivered in Cornwallis went off without a hitch. Maybe we'll take that gig on the road.  

As far as my health goes, I’m back up 5 pounds to 238. I’ll blame it on travel, Halloween and spotty compliance. That puts me on track for ending 2013 the same weight I started in with. But, hey, still keeping it off and living the dream. Walking and running continues, but I’ve been slacking on the weights. Getting stronger is a great thing to focus on. ‎I’m due to make an appointment with the doc to update my blood chemistry and take a gander at the remnants of my lipoma, maybe whittle a little more off the nape of my neck.  

My mother-in-law’s dementia continues to progress and my step-mother’s cancer battle continues with chemo then radiation in the new year. Dad had a car accident, but he’s okay. Mom, arguably the healthiest of the lot, had her other hand operated on and has shoulder surgery on the docket for late winter. My uncle just had his other hip upgraded to the Binford 9100‎. I’m sorry if I missed anyone, but, jeepers, there’s a lot on the go.

On the home front, ‎Meghan is expecting her second, making me a grandfather again. July should be awesome. Carye is working at adding to the team. Adam continues his Reign of Ossim at Acadia. I’m stoked for the Extract the Abstract show later this month.

My bride got herself medically hypnotized to aid in her struggle to quit smoking. ‎I was extremely skeptical, but so far so good. The process is quite intriguing given that it is, at its core, advanced and purposeful meditation. Of course, the doctor neglected to advise that you can’t hypnotize away the physical effects of nicotine withdrawal. Bastard. Those first three days were, um, interesting. She suffered but just doesn’t smoke any more. That’s that, I guess.

Let’s have a happy and safe holidays everyone. Keep your stick on the ice.

Rocktober! Show me your horns!

I’m home sick today, cold sweats, eyes stinging, bones aching and head pounding. To be honest I feel like a reanimated corpse who’d rather be just left alone to rot. There’s a bug going around at work. I really hope it isn’t a zombie variety. O_O

So here is the my monthly post before I crawl back into the corner of the couch,clutching my coffee while shivering under a blanket.

Health:

  • 233 lbs, down 5 from last month. Very happy with that. I hope it becomes a trend. It’s been nearly a year at the same weight after losing the first 100. But hey, I didn’t gain it back.
  • I went 26 of 30 days without sugar. That’s 87% compliance. Of course, I’m not counting the 99% Lindt chocolate. Don’t judge. It’s delicious.
  • Walking and running has been pretty much on track given the weather, but I’m off the wagon with weight-training. 
  • Commitment for this month is to hold the course and get my exercise regimen back on track.

Writing:

  • Super-satisfied with some of my writing shorts lately.
  • I’m really enjoying the community at Writer’s Carnival and happy to get the opportunity to volunteer my time. It’s quite magical.
  • The prompts and responses at Writer’s Digest seems to be on an up-swing these days. Lots of great authors and stories there.
  • My piece “Artemis’ Nightrise” is getting republished this month at Dark Futures. Last time was a contest win. This time, I get paid. Sweet.
  • I’ve decided that i won’t be making a ‘go’ at NaNoWriMo this year. I have way too much on the go to be ready and commit to that endeavor. The story bubbling around in my head may not wait until next year though, so stay tuned.
  • The big hairy deal for the month is the release of “Midnight Abyss" on Halloween. It’s a collection of short stories and poems that a slew of us put together. I have two stories in it, ‘A Love, Darkly’ and ‘Eddie Zero’, as well as a poem called ‘The Clown’. Those following along might have read early versions of these. I can’t wait for you to read them. The other stories and poems are full of AWESOME and WIN too.

    The book comes out on October 31st in dead-tree print and ebook formats. Check out Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr and Goodreads for details.

Work:

  • I have a bunch of other things going on at work as well, including the EDUCAUSE conference in Aneheim, a bunch of campus visits and co-teaching an all-day project management seminar. There’s a heap of crazy exciting project work on my docket as well. Weeeeeee!

Family:

  • Empty nesting is going A-OK. I really enjoy being able to share space with my wife. We’ve never known each other without kids underfoot. These are good days.
  • Kids and grandson are all doing great. There’s a lot of which to be proud.
  • Shout out to my stepmother and mother-in-law. These ladies are dealing with a lot health-wise lately. Send them your good vibes.

See ya all on the flipside!

It’s Groundhogs All the Way Down

September has rolled around again. Our youngest has been delivered to university to continue his journey into Awesomehood. My bride and I are alone without children for the first time. Ever.

I’m very proud of how the kids turned out. We’ve done all we could do to prepare them for life. It’s time to let go, because focusing on our marriage in this next era together is both exciting and a little scary. I hope she still likes me. She probably does. I think.

We each have our own friends and interests so I think we’ll transition well. For example, writing short fiction has really become a joy for me. The community at Writer’s Carnival has been nothing short of amazing. If you have any inclination to scribble words on paper and just need support and a push, come on over

Now, I didn’t post last month. It was crazy busy. I flew pretty fast and loose with my diet. I weighed in today at 238 lbs.That’s up 4 pounds since Canada Day.

Up. Down. Up. Down. The scale has been stuck in the 230s for months. If I were to hold that as my only measure of health, I think Bill Murray would look like the sane one. 

Things started to stall last September when I toyed with Intermittent Fasting. It probably would have happened anyway. I lost that first chunk of weight very rapidly. 

Thankfully, this isn’t the only measure. My fitness has improved in leaps and bounds and continues to do so. I walk, I run and I lift. I do these things not because I’m forcing myself, but rather because I have the energy to do such. That’s one of the biggest surprises for me. Exercise is no longer torture and is something I relish.

When I started my primal/paleo push back in April 2012, I adopted a 30 day challenge approach. This September is another square month that lends itself well to marking Xs off on a calendar.

So, here’s the plan: I’ll score an X for each day I don’t have any refined food, including sugary things. That’s it. I’ll take a picture of my calendar at the end of the month and post it. 

I track using MyFitnessPal and Endomondo if you’re interested in the details.

2013 Mid-way to Madness

Happy Canada Day! May bacon and coffee keep and protect you in these troubled times.

Whatever.

I’m chillaxin’ in a parking lot waiting for the parade to start. A crazy-ass dog lays at my feet. My spawn continues his Reign of Ossim by marching with the Sackville Community Band, playing snare.

The debut performance of Adam’s composition was nothing short of outstanding. I continue to be amazed by his focus. He graduated third in his class and scored some respectable scholarships. He’s all geared up for Acadia University this fall to study music. Just gotta acquire a double-bass…

I hit the scale and managed to be down 4 pounds. 231. I’ll take it. My commitments were on track this month and there were results accordingly. How about that? Correlation between effort and effect. Who knew?

So, I’ll keep up living a primal lifestyle, eschewing grains and processed crap. I’ll lift some heavy stuff and move around a bunch, but I won’t do any of it to excess. As Mark Twain says, “Everything in moderation, including moderation.”

It’s been a good writing month as well. The community at Writers Carnival has been amazing so far. I moved my stories to a side blog at writing.douglangille.ca. There are a couple under Standalone Tales with which I’m particularly satisfied. Outside of those, the one I’m having the most fun with is Eddie Zero though. Who doesn’t like a sociopathic hero?

The summer is shaping up to be a busy one with family visits and such. Stress and fun in equal measure.

So, how’s 2013 going for you so far?

Shack Wacky May

So, it’s a Saturday morning and I have the house to myself. It’s June 1st. That means it must be time for my monthly reflective post. It’s been a busy month with our youngest finishing high school and getting ready for university in the fall. He’s a bright kid with a fantastic future. It’ll be weird with just the two of us rattling around the house come September. Well, maybe.

Anyway, first off. I weighed in this morning at 235 lbs. That’s a zero change from last month, but at least it’s not a gain. So there’s that. I have to keep reminding myself where I came from in this journey north of 330 lbs. I’m due for updated blood work. That should give me a better sense of my overall health and progress.

I mostly stayed on track with my commitments last month. I did indeed complete the Bluenose 10K without dying. I managed to write nearly everyday. I kept up with my fitness regime as best I could, adjusting for the weather and the month’s other time demands.

Diet-wise, I was pretty loose. Outside of some birthday cake (mostly icing), I stayed away from the grains. Then there was that cookie. Oh, the ice cream from Cold Stone. Twice. And then there was that chocolate bar. The bag of hickory sticks. The other cookie. Some more ice cream. You see where this is going. Dammit.

Part of the problem is that I do better with journaling and I’ve gotten away from the habit. It’s an excuse, but since I upgraded to the new Blackberry, I lost a convenient always-with-me tool to aid in tracking. Curses, MyFitnessPal! Can you see me shaking my fist? At least I got my Endomondo back…

The other part of the problem is situational. The current thinking is that willpower is a finite resource. It’s a muscle that can get overworked and fatigued like any other. I have most of my day fairly structured. Egg skillet for breakfast. Salad, tuna and boiled eggs for lunch. Suppers are usually what everyone else has, substituting broccoli for the starch. I like to cook, so it’s not a hardship. It’s a damn good thing I like broccoli. Sunflower seeds and almonds fill the snacking gap. My beautiful bride and amazing son are fantastically supportive with my dietary needs. I’m generally not exposed to bad choices at home. That’s how I manage my willpower. I try to make it so I don’t have to use it.

I’ve whined before about the wide availability of candy and junk at work. Well-intentioned people doing nice things. It my issue, not theirs. If it’s in front of me, I’ll eat it eventually. Sometimes, it feels like I’m a recovering alcoholic at a beer garden. Like I said, it’s situational for me.

Now, the month of May has been particular challenging. My mother-in-law has been staying with us. All. Month. Long. She has vascular dementia and it’s progressing very swiftly. It’s really hard on my wife on many levels. Her mom is confused, argumentative and depressed. A lot of history exists between them. My evening routine is pretty set pat. I get home from work and get supper out of the way. I tag my best girl out to give her a break. She retreats to her craft room. Her mom can be left to herself for short periods, but in the evenings it’s hard. She sundowns pretty bad these days. It’s unkind, and possibly dangerous, to leave her alone. So we sit together. I am completely caught up on Criminal Minds, The Mentalist, Flash Point, Family Feud (gotta love Steve Harvey) and Match Game. It’s rained most of the month, so I’m getting shack-whacky anyway. Everything is on hold. I’m not getting stuff done.

Tie back to the situational nature of my relationship with food. One functional loss that comes with dementia is taste. Everything tastes bland except for bitter and sweet. The gerontologist took my mother-in-law off her diabetic mediation and restrictions. She was losing too much weight. My pantries are now stocked with cookies, chocolate and ice cream. I have yet to figure out how to cope with this Willy Wonka environment. Home is not a safe place for my health goals. The inactivity and junk food are a part of an older version of me that I thought vanquished.

She goes back home to Sydney next week, but will be back in early July for most of the summer. Our home is the staging area for the visits of my brothers-in-law and their families this summer. It’ll  be stressful but worth it. I miss my nieces and nephews.

To that end, my only real health commitment for the summer is to figure this out and survive. Specically, it looks like this:

  • Remain grain-free and as paleo as possible al la Primal Blueprint.
  • Walk 5K to work everyday. No music. This is my secret weapon for mental and physical health.
  • Do 30 minutes of interval running every Monday, Wednesday and Friday at lunch. Hit the treadmill at home if need be.
  • Do 30 minutes of weight training every Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. Wednesdays and weekends are rest days.

May Day Mayday

It’s May Day! Pagans unite for a celebration of Spring and Rebirth!

Today was also my monthly weigh-in day. 235 pounds. Wah-waaahhh. That’s up again this month, but I won’t be yelling “MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY” (see what I did there?)

You see, I kept my commitments for April and that’s a WIN.

More importantly, I think I’ve unlocked the code to establishing my fitness habit. It’s really about adopting an existing routine and pinning the desired habit to it.

I have to go to work anyway, so I might as well get my walking in. I get off the bus 5k from work. This has been in place since the fall.

I already have a year-long habit of not eating at my desk for lunch. I take the first half-hour and make it happen. Taking a social approach is helping too. Some beginner yoga on Mondays, weight in the gym at work on weekdays starting with ‘T’ and interval running on the other days (including non-yoga Mondays). This worked well in April.

I suspect that the addition of weight-training might be complicit in the betrayal of the scale. *shakes fist*

I didn’t gain all my weight at once. Things fluctuate. It’ll come off again once my body adjusts to the new demands. I have to remind myself that the scale is only one measure (and a poor one at that).

For example, today I hit the treadmill and did something I’ve never done before. I ran for 22 minutes straight (4 minute warm-up and cool-down). I focused on my breathing. I was so in the zone that I could have easily kept that pace for quite some time.

I’m pumped for the Bluenose 10K. Will I run the whole length? Probably not, but I’m cool with that. ‘Completion-without-dying’ is my goal. I’ll give it a hook running it though. *shrugs*

On another note, I had a great month with respect to my writing habit. I was talking with my bride last night. This is becoming something larger for me. I really enjoy the craft as a creative outlet.

I am struggling a bit with Writer’s Digest and the community there. Most of the people are supportive and provide great feedback, but there were a couple of bullies a month or so ago that scared a few people off. It changed the tone of the site a bit. Something is missing now. I needed more if I wanted to train and get ready for the NaNoWriMo ‘marathon’ this November.

Writer’s Carnival started up about a month ago and the community there is extremely active and healthy. Time will tell of course if that remains true. Trolls are everywhere. Meanwhile, I’m getting some excellent feedback on how I can hone my writing chops into something worth reading.

The prompts at WD are great and community at WC is awesome. So, I’ll just write at both sites. I’ll continue to post here of course.

This month’s commitment are straight-forward.

  • Stay the course with my health and fitness habits. Hold faith that my body will adjust.
  • Get ready for the Bluenose. Enjoy the experience.
  • Write everyday. Every. Damn. Day. Make it a habit.

My plan is to take advantage of the interval 8-8:30am between my arrival at work and when I crack open Outlook. Create then.

That means that my posting frequency in May will go up. You were warned.

Anyway. It should be a great month.

April 2013 - One Year Later

So this morning, I weigh 231 pounds. That’s up one pound from last month. March sucked in many ways, and strict adherence to my plan was among them. But, hey —

Life happens.

I do note that this month does indeed stand as a milestone, Since last April, when I adopted the Primal Blueprint, I’ve dropped 75 pounds. In less than two years, I’ve lost 100.

Most importantly, I’ve kept it off.

So, even though my rate of loss has stalled a bit and I can be frustrated, it is important for me to reflect and hold on to the WIN.

What’s next?

Easy. I’m going to live my life - a healthy life. Adopting a primal/paleo lifestyle wasn’t and isn’t temporary. It’s one of the lenses through which I approach life.

This month’s challenge is pretty straight forward: use a half-hour of my lunch hours to structure my fitness work plan. 

  • Mondays: Yoga with Stefanie and the gang
  • Tuesdays: Weights with Andre and Clint
  • Wednesdays: Interval running with Andre and Clint
  • Thursdays: Weights with Andre and Clint
  • Fridays: Interval running with Andre and Clint

This is atop my existing habits of carb restriction, the 5k walk to work in the mornings and quick-n-dirty calisthenics while making breakfast.

I’m still working on my pull-ups. I have the bar mounted in the entrance to my laundry room, much to the peril of those taller than me. Every time I go there (which is often), I give it a go. It’s irregular, but working for me.

I’ve also registered for the 10k Bluenose Run on Victoria Day weekend. If I can stop rolling my ankle, it should be a fun event.

Oh, one more thing. I’m still doing my weekly writing thing in preparation for my novel-crafting effort this coming November. If you’re interested in reading my short-fiction training efforts, you can find them here.

February - A Mixed Bag of Booyah

I’m a little late getting this update out. It’s been a busy time.

Weigh-in was good — down 4 pounds in February. No change in my measurements. Whatever. Did I mention that I logged a loss?

For those waiting for it, I finally crossed the 100 pound mark. Yes, at 230.0, I’m officially -101lbs.

Booyah.

However, I pretty much missed anything resembling consistency with respect to strength training. I still managed to log 83km.

I also made it to being able to do one damn pull-up. It’s ugly, but done.

Of course, I now realize that the second dead-weight pull-up is *way* harder. Figures.

This month’s commitment is really about trying to get the calisthenics back on track and to amp up my daily walking to 10km. Basically a do-over on February.

I missed the early-bird registration for the Bluenose Run by a payday. Still in the plan though. Stay tuned.

Oh, in case you’re following along, my weekly writing commitment is still going strong. It’s also getting a little weird. Read “Stormy Night" from the beginning for a lark. I have no idea where this is going and how I’m going to make it all make sense. It’s quite satisfying, so I’ll keep at it.

Like I said, it’s a mixed bag of “win” and “booyah” with a little “what the fudge happened there” thrown in.