• A lot of thoughts go through my head by the end of the day. Some of them are totally pointless and random, and some have just a slight bit of meaning. Most of the time it's just day dreaming. But Val passing away has really bummed me out. This is the second death in '04 for me that has seemed to hit home.
I don't have a lot of experience with death. I'm almost thirty years old and none of my grandparents have passed away. I haven't lost any cousins, or siblings, or aunts or uncles. My great grandfather died, but I only saw him occasionally which didn't make it a painful loss for me. I've had some 'friends' die, or commit suicide...but they weren't good friends, or people I was close to.
When C.T. died a few months ago, that really weighed on my mind. I felt a real emotional loss at that time, but it wasn't because we were close. I think I might have posted on here when it happened just because I knew nobody was reading my blog and I needed to vent. But C.T. was special to me because he had this...almost magical presence about him. We'd only hung out a handful of times and really only heard news of each other in passing through a mutual friend. He just radiated goodness. It didn't matter how bad you thought your life was when he was around because he always reminded you of what really mattered. He made you want to be a better person. And just knowing that this person really existed made me feel safe. His passing was like ripping my shield out of my hand.
Val was a special person too. When she wasn't in church I'd notice, and I'd miss her. I wouldn't always talk with her on Sundays, but I did make a special effort each week to look for her. Just knowing she was around made me feel good. I could see she was sick from day one. But there was never a moment when she let on her faith was weak. She always loved God and she loved Gods people. Heck, she loved Gods creation. She genuinely cared about everyone. And that is what I noticed. It's that very thing that can drive me into a whirl of depression some times...the lack of caring and sincerity in this world. People treating other people poorly, or neglectfully, or just not sincerly enough. But Val was genuine. And she really listened to you when you spoke. She didn't always have an insightful bit of advice to give, or a witty comeback to make you feel good. Most of the time she just listened and that was enough.
I wonder why God keeps teasing me with these people in my life. They're there for only a brief moment and then they're gone. At least I can hope there are more to come, and I can rest assured that these two are inside heavens gates.
The good news about all the bad news is that the bad news isn't permanent. How's that for positive reinforcement? How often have you heard people utter "I'll never be skinny because I have the fat gene", or "I just can't loose weight", or "I'll never be in shape"? Maybe you've said it yourself. The fact is, anybody can loose weight, gain muscle, build strength, or increase their stamina if that's what their goal is. They can even be flexible if that's what they truly want. I say that the good news is you can lose as much fat as you want. I say that the good news is you don't have to necessarily suffer from back pain any more. I say the good news is you don't have to go on chicken feed diets, or starve yourself to be healthy. And I'm not targeting just over weight and obese people either. Many avid runners and athletes can be considered unhealthy as well. But it's not only these athletes who have been missing out on their full potential. It's anyone who hasn't taken the initiative to go one more step when it comes to eating well or stimulating their muscles safely and efficiently.
But there's more! Oh yes, much, much more. Because reversing unhealthy living habits isn't just possible, it's actually quite simple too. Ah-ah-ah...I didn't say it was easy, I said it was simple. And it's important to recognize the proper distinction between the two, because I offer you no false promises of quackery or magic to simulate a quick fix antedot. To be cliche I point your attention no further than the famous saying...which says...nothing good comes easy, and if it does it's probably not worth it. My clients never reached their goals by showing up two or three days a week for an hour at a time and then falling back on old habits once they left. When they realized their desire to change their lives, the next step was for them to actually do it. But again, this doesn't have to be complicated. It isn't always the most drastic changes that make the biggest differences. Sometimes it's a matter of making simple tweaks here and there and becoming more aware and conciencious of your actions.
During my time at the gym I had three seperate clients write a letter to our corporate office asking them to recognize me for helping them over achieve their goals. That's right, I said over achieve. And it wasn't some magic voodoo supplement that helped them, or some quick and easy three week program, or even an insane starvation diet that worked. What made the difference for them was their willingness to make the small changes in their daily routines which eliminated obstacles. And sometimes, for many of us, we don't realize what some of our own obstacles might be. But if we can figure one or two of them out at a time and slowly adjust our lives as we go, then it isn't unreasonable for any of us to achieve the same amount of success in health as these fine examples.
One client wrote in her letter that after working with me she was able to wear shorts in public for the first time in 12 years. She was able to try surfing, which was nearly impossible in her previous condition, and now she's training for a marathon. I mean, these are the stories you hear about to help sell a books! But these things really do happen, and they can happen for anybody. An even simpler example would be my 58 year old client who couldn't balance on one foot for even a second without assitance. Within 6 months she was performing single leg squats with one dumbbell over head press combinations. It sounds crazy, I know. But how good did she feel about herself after realizing her progress and all the new things she would be able to try because she finally had control over her body?
But again, it's not just about loosing a size or two so you can wear a certain outfit, or so you can hang out at the beach half naked. And it's not about becoming a marathon runner. It's more than that because it's about changing your life and preparing for the future. Today you may feel great, but tomorrow may be another story. Now, I can't say what any person needs or wants because it's only up to them to decide that. But I can respond to those who have made it clear that they do want to be healthier. Healthy living doesn't have to be a drag; it doesn't have to impede on having fun; and it certainly shouldn't be blown off either.
Good health is within our grasp...so what do we do next?
• I know I always have something negative to say about our general populations health and wellness, but when we're in the midst of such poor living what else could you expect? And the sad part is that we choose to live unhealthy. It isn't that we're ignorant about it and simply lack the information to help remedy our situation. It's that we're ignorant and don't care to become informed. It's not that people want to be fat and out of shape either. They just don't want to think about what they're eating or drinking. They just want to feel satiated, or experience whatever pleasure a particular food gives them. It's sad really. It's especially frustrating too, as someone who is interested in health, because the people you care about most become the most defensive. It's almost like being a Christian among unbelieving family.
• To further support the claim of obesity as an epidemic, our governement has stated that 65% of americans are overweight and 31% are obese. The number of overweight children has tripled since 1970. And, our country will have spent over 400 million dollars during 2004 by the end of the year, and they plan on spending another 400 million next year to research the problem. A problem that seems so simple to fix. Eat better, exercise more. Obesity, according to this article, cost 117 billion dollars in medical expenses and lost wages per year! You can read the article here: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/5817165/
• I just did an "upper body" strength test about, hmmm...three minutes ago. I had to do as many (full) pushups as I could without losing form. I emphasize 'full' because I've seen how most people do pushups. They let their back slump so low that their stomach is only two inches from the floor, or they only bend their arms a hair and let their head bob and count it as one rep. The funniest pushup I've ever seen was my buddy Matt. I was at the Jacuzzi with a couple of friends one night and we decided to see who could do the most pushups in a row. Matt some how managed to combine the head bob and back slump, but he did it in such a way that it was more like imitating a piece of bacon in a frying pan.
Anyways, I just did this test again by myself because I was reading a book that brought it up and I got curious. I managed to do 1,000,000 reps (read as 45), which isn't excellent, but is considered good and better than low, fair, or average. My arms are a bit wobbly as I type.
I read something interesting though, which is why I logged on to write this post. I came across some stats on water loss. The average body looses 10 cups of water a day - 2 cups through sweat and evaporation, 2 cups through breathing, and 6 cups to urination. Only about 2 of those cups are replaced by eating solid food which is why we need to drink so much throughout the day.
Our bodies are made up of so much water because we use it for running every function that keeps us alive. For our enzymes to function, we need water. For our waste management to function, we need water. For our metabolism to function, we need water. And, amazingly enough, to breathe we need water. I think that's pretty cool. This explains why so many people have a difficult time in school. They can't concentrate because they're dehydrated on sodas and coffee...and beer, and vodka, and wine coolers...wine coolers? Well, the chicks anyways.
• In a conversation with Aunt Barbara yesterday nutrition came up. Today I happened to take a look at Marley's Animal Crackers and it got me to thinking about how important planning is when it comes to eating. I know, I know it's such a drag to pre plan meals and count calories. And what does it matter if I'm eating healthy anyways? That should be enough. But that's what got me thinking, and it's no wonder why obesity has reached epidemic proportions.
For the sake of simplicity I’ll role play for you and assume that I’m just a simple minded health conscious person who doesn’t really count my calories, but I make sure to eat good foods and don’t stuff myself at every meal. And, since I’m playing the average every day Joe, I don’t want to eat six full meals a day because it’s way too time consuming, so I’ll usually squeeze in three or four meals and just snack on some smart choices throughout the day when I feel the need for something to satiate me.
For now, let’s just make up a simple lunch that might be considered typical and basic. It’s my day off, so I’m not going out or anything which means I not only have to make my meal, I have to clean up after myself as well. That’s relevant to my choice because I’m kinda lazy and I’m not gonna want to be too responsible for a big mess. After carefully rummaging through the cupboards and refrigerator I finally decide that I’ll just stick with some ham and cheese on whole wheat bread (no mayo, but plenty of mustard), and maybe a handful of animal cookies. The cookies really aren’t that bad but they’re small, so counting them out is more of a nuisance than anything else, which is why I’ll just grab a moderate hand size bunch. That will make me thirsty of course, and sweetness is always good with milk, so I drink some 2% with it and I think that will be good enough for my lunch.
So, we have a pretty lean ham and cheese sandwich with cookies and milk. That’s not a whole lot for an average guy, but I just have to remind myself I’m trying to be healthy, so I don’t want to over eat. I’ll be fine for now and it will leave me room to snack later if I feel the urge. And with that in mind, I’ll just add an extra slice of ham on the sandwich to bulk it up a bit. That shouldn’t really matter since it’s 95% fat free anyways.
But what does that translate into for us fanatics who like to count everything? Let’s break everything down into units instead of items now.
The whole wheat bread totaled out at 180 calories (90 calories per slice), the two slices of ham came to 142 calories, while the cheese only amounted to 96 because I was smart enough to use low fat cheddar. But with the glass of milk, which was really 1.5 cups of 2%, equaled a whopping 210 calories (in just my beverage!!!), bringing my grand total so far to 628 calories. But I can’t forget the tasty cookies my nephew so willingly donated without knowing, which brings my new grand total to a monstrous 903 calories (one moderate handful = 25 cookies = 275 calories). That is an amazing 36% of my daily requirements if I want to lose one pound of fat per week…in one meal.
There’s more too…because what I find to be the most interesting aspect to all of this, is how easy it would be to look at this meal and think to your self how low fat it must be. The ham has huge bold letters on the front of the package that claims it’s 95% fat free. The cheddar cheese uses a colorful display to announce it’s low fat as well. The cookies only have a measly 4 grams of fat to every serving, and since they’re small and I only grabbed one handful, it doesn’t look like there could even be a whole serving size on my plate. The milk is probably the most obvious source of fat, but I mean, come on! It’s milk! That’s healthy, right?
Well, I broke everything down even further to find out how much of what was in that 903 calories and here is what I found. The bread alone looks like this on the package label: 1 slice, 90 calories, 1.5 grams fat, 18 grams CHO, and 3 grams protein. That means in one piece of bread there is 13.5 calories of fat. That’s 27 calories of fat out of the 180 in both slices. In other words the bread is 15% fat !!! THE BREAD !!! I very easily could be the only one here that finds that interesting, but it’s absolutely astounding.
The ham, which claims to be 95% fat free, had 3 grams of fat in each slice. But because I wasn’t dressing it up with anything I threw on an extra piece, which makes it 6 grams of fat in the meat. 6 grams of fat equals 54 calories. Out of 142 total that means 36% of it is from fat.
To sum it all up (using rounded numbers), presuming you get the picture, the entire meal consisted of 30 grams of fat, 108 grams of CHO, and 60 grams of protein. This all translates into 270 fat calories, 430 CHO calories, and 240 protein calories. Better yet that is the same as saying 29% fat, 46% CHO, and 25% protein. That’s not what we call balanced. The average person should be around what we call 60-20-20 when the 60% is carbohydrates. The 20% of fat based calories is really being generous and should probably be closer to 15%. Of course, that’s in a full day’s sum and it certainly can vary within each meal, and should depending on the time of day and activities before and after each meal. But using myself as an example again, that meal alone which is 29% fat based would actually be 54% of my daily total.
The discouraging part to all of this is that I used foods that are generally accessible to everyone, generally cheap, and usually foods we all enjoy. It can tend to make you feel sort of fatalistic because if everything is so fattening then “why care what I’m eating.” But the truth is, that thinking ahead and pre plannig your nutritional strategy isn't very hard at all. It's just a matter of caring. Just look at what this one meal consisted of, and then think of how easy it is to carelessly pop in a few more cookies later that day, or drinking a glass of apple juice (which is 120 calories per cup), it's mind boggling how fast it all adds up. Most people are over consuming 2-3ooo calories per day and then think they're cutting calories! Plus they're eating inconsistently, while NOT exercising, and then complain about it while refusing to take an extra half hour a day to prepare themselves properly. The fat people think the lean people are crazy for counting their calories, when it's the fat people who are crazy for not being interested in their own health. It's frustrating.
• Marly said hockey for the first time two days ago. I've waited two years, almost to the day, for that moment. I didn't even prompt him. I was just holding him in the driveway, looking at the lake, waiting to put him in his car seat when all of a sudden he just said hockey. My eyes almost burst out of my head when I heard it. I looked at him with the biggest smile in the world and asked him "What's the greatest game on earth?" And he said "Hockey Moo Moo." That made me the proudest uncle in the history of the planet again!
• I made it to the biweekly mens study that our church has been having on Thursday nights for the first time. It wasn't exactly what I expected from a presbyterian reformed church. It had many remenicient aspects to it of the old days in the calvary chapel type system. But I appreciated the fellowship and the prayer which, truthfully speaking, is the reason I went.
Tony told us about his son, and as he spoke I was eerily reminded of myself...late twenties, identity crisis, broke...it's like this whole twenties experience is just one big mid-life crisis itself. I wanted to just give this guy a great big hug and tell him everything was going to be okay, but I haven't found that light at the end of the tunnel yet to be able to say it honestly enough. For alls I know it won't get better. It' s not that I don't have hopes or dreams, or that I'm not trying, but who's to know what God has to say about it. At least I know my family can relate to his.
Let's see, about my goal plan. The entire two weeks I spent at Uncle Bob's was destructive to my health. I couldn't afford driving back and forth between Ladera Ranch, Lake Forest, and San Juan; and quite frankly, I'm glad it's over. House sitting really only has limited benefits that wear off sooner than later. I'm looking forward to getting back to my routine. At least none of this deteriorated my motivation. It may have even gotten me more focused.
Nolan and I are still talking about the other night in San Diego. It was that good. I introduced him to Jeremiah that night and I believe we may have the start of a beautiful relationship. Jeremiah is very interested in reading Nolans reviews and publishing them in his e-mag. That makes me happy. Nolan is by far one of the most creative guys I know, and also one of the most genuine friends I've ever had. His success brings me happiness. Let's hope it works out.
• Tonight was one of those too rare moments of spontaneity where Nolan and I go to a show that we didn't plan on going to, and boy was it a good decision.
I had never even heard of The Dresden Dolls before this afternoon, when my friend Jeremiah showed me the interview he had with the singer/pianist for the band...which consists of one other member (the drummer). They like to describe themselves as "Brechtian Baroque Punk", which makes absolutely no sense to me whatsoever, but when I played a few of their videos that were linked from their website I fell in love with whatever it is.
After my instant fall into infatuation I quickly gave Nolan a call and asked if he was interested in heading down south for the show. His first response was 'no'. It was unfortunate, but he's a busy fellow and I figured I wouldn't press the issue. Thirty minutes later he called me back and said he had reconsidered. To think that we almost missed this show...
The opening band...I can't even remember their name, was decent. I wasn't all that impressed with the performance, but we got some really good laughs out of it. The following band, Bunky, was absolutely brilliant. If you wanted to believe it, it'd be easy to think that they had revisited their elementary school and raided it of any and all the instruments in the music class that they could find. They used a recorder, a xylaphone, a cow bell, the maraccas, one of those things with all the symbols on it...a saxaphone, a horn, a bass, and a very basic drum set. They had a girl singer, who was really adorable, and they sang happy songs. That was probably the best part. After their set I gave their bass player a high five and told him I'd buy his CD for the $5 they were asking for it, but if I threw him an extra two bucks they could keep the CD and I'd just bring them all home with me. He liked the idea, but you know...it wasn't his. You know how them artists are, right? They know a good idea when they hear one, but if they didn't think of it first then it's a rule they have to pass on it. Oh well, their loss.
The Dresden Dolls closed the night and put on the most incredibly passionate show I've seen since my last Stavesacre show. To be honest, I'm not a very big music fan. I could go days without listening to the radio or a cd...as a matter of fact, I don't even buy cd's. But every once in a while I come across a band that captures my attention, and in this case more than that. The Dresden Dolls produced so much emotion during their set that I left feeling drained. It probably helped that I sat on the speaker at the edge of the stage, so close to the singer that I could have wiped her brow for her. I literally had the best seat in the house. I almost felt like I was a part of their act...although that didn't inspire me to break out with any special dance moves.
Probably the most memorable aspect of the show will be the drummers creative form of animation. As Amanda would sing the words, telling us her stories through her verbal skills, the drummer, who I believe is named Chris, would perform her words through his unique facial expressions and body language as he drilled away on his instrument. It was stupendous.
I would encourage you to take a look at their site and find the time to view their videos. I don't even like videos, but these are special and worth every second. Plus, they'll give you a grand idea of what was in the show...(2:18am on Augus 18)
• I just heard that my grandparents were almost killed during the hurricane that passed through Florida.
The winds were clocked at nearly 200 mph, and only a few blocks away an entire community was decimated...gone completely. My grandparents never evacuated and were huddled in the hall closet while they rode out the storm.
Just before things got bad my Aunt Mary was on the phone with my grandpa when all of a sudden they got disconnected...the last words she heard him shutter? "Oh my god, the neighbors roof just flew off..."
My granparents house was the only one on the street that didn't suffer any worse damage than water in the wall and one cracked window. Their trees were no where to be found, but they weren't very big anyways. The lake across the street was entirely emptied by the wind. They said that while they were hiding in the closet they could hear the water being sucked out of it. Now, if my grandpa could hear it you know it was loud...
My Aunt Mary lives on the other side of the state, just outside of Orlando. The hurricane moved so fast across land that when it got to the other side, the winds were still moving at hurricane speeds and tore half of her roof off. She has six daughters, all under 15 years old.
• Having visited three Estate sales this morning, all of which were nothing compared to the one at the mansion a few months ago, I was reminded of one very disappointing fact about our generation. When we get old and die, there won't be anything for us to sell. Back then they had real furniture, not the crappy compressed woodchip stuff you buy at Target nowadays. Back then they had furniture that was made to last for generations...heirlooms. Now we buy stuff to last three or four years (five, if you don't mind it being banged up), and then we throw it out and just buy a new one. And none of it is nearly as creative looking as the old carved wood stuff from back in the day. We still have the same dressers and bed frames that my dad had from when he was in grade school, and that stuff will be kickin' until Marley is moving out (he's two). My mom even suggested we refinish them, but that got veto'd cuz it'd be like erasing history. There are marks my dad and uncles made on those furniture pieces that give it character. We can't lose that...
• Being a professional in the health and fitness industry I have to read a lot on the topic to stay up to date. Most people don't like to hear about that kind of stuff, so I end up keeping it between me and my clients. But that's why I love this blog thing, because I get to vent as I see fit...no pun intended.
Johns Hopkins Hospital recently sent out a statement warning about dioxins, which are carcinogenic, especially for women and breast cancer. Dioxins are released from plastics when they are heated and/or frozen. It is strongly recommended that you microwave your food using ceramic, glass, or corning ware, and use paper towels to cover them instead of saran wrap. Foods that contain fat are particularly dangerous when heated in plastic and should be switched out before being cooked.
They brought up how the fast food industry switched their foam containers to paper, and cited dioxins as one of the reasons. It's funny, because I totally forgot that they did that and it was kind of reminiscent. Ah yes, the good ol' days of foam containers in fast food chains. I love it.
• Hey! I got another reader!! I know when I started up again I made it clear that I was writing for the sole purpose of chronicling my workouts and nurtition, and I wasn't going to try to draw readers by entertaining them, but even still it always feels good that somebody not only read my post but even felt compelled to leave a comment. So I'm celebrating by writing a new post.
I should mention here for the sake of clarity that I have not gained any body fat since I began. All my skin folds are lower, as well as my circumference measurements and body weight. Last week certainly did suck because I wasn't feeling too well, but the result of continued progress even though I took it off is a direct result of eating well. Nutrition is 80% of reaching your goal, and the key to success. Any discrepancies so far in my measurements have come from the fact that I'm not having a fellow trainer measure me. That's one of the cons to working out so late at night. But I'm just looking for consistency on a month to month basis really, and the weekly measuring is just for fun more than anything.
• I just came up from watching Charlie Rose, a re-run of his interview in November 2003 with Robert McNamara and the director of Fog of War (which by the way, if you have yet to view it, I highly recommend). Unfortunately there wasn't anything new being said. It was almost like watching the movie again except they switched the b-role with charlie rose's interupting. I hate that...just let the man speak. The show may be named after you, Chuck, but that's not why people watch it. We want to hear what your guests have to say.
Anyways, at some point near the end of the interview they kept saying something about the "evil" vs. the "good", as if they knew what that was. Is not everyone evil who does not serve God? That thought popped into my head as these three men, who I have no reason to pressume what their status is before God, argued. Because whether it's them arguing, or three other godless men arguing about it, if they are godless then they are evil. So, it just seemed silly to me to hear them arguing about what "evil" is.
• House sitting is kinda cool for a while, but then it just gets boring. They don't have very good computers here, or video games (even though they have both the playstation and x-box). They don't own any movies, and their TV is set to block anything above pg-13, so they don't even get half the tv stations they're paying for.
I ran into an old acquaintance last night at the gym. I saw Jeff (ronnies old client). He's a cool dude to talk with, but I'm guessing he's got serious marital issues, even though he wouldn't admit it. He kept saying how "if I ever get fed up with", or "if I ever get bored with my wife I could never leave her." I finally asked him if that was something he had to worry about and he didn't convince me it wasn't. He kept saying how she'd end up screwing him for all his money...and he's got a lot. He also mentioned how he had recently discovered that she had a secret bank account with over $100,000 in it. I felt bad for the guy, but not for the reasons you might think. I felt bad because it wasn't that he was stressing over losing his wife, or stressing because his wife lied to him, or because she stabbed him in the back....I felt bad because of all the things he was worried about it was losing his money. Life should never be about money, whether you're a Christian or not. I just thought that was sad.
I woke up today and took the dog for a run. That was a mistake. First of all, the dog was breathing harder than I was, and I had to stop not even a quater of the way so it could poopy. I think next time I'll go for my run after I walk him.
My work out felt great after taking the week off, so I suppose it wasn't a total loss. I chose not to do my legs though, and instead I worked on my chest, tri's, and shoulders. And of course last night was my weigh in. I knew Ed screwed it up last time, because this time it was better. I did lose another percent of fat, and I'm going to check my weight at the post office tomorrow because I think I am under 190 now, although the scale at the gym still says I'm 198. There's just no way that after six weeks and a loss of 4% body fat that I'm only two and a half pounds lighter than when I started. I guess we'll find out...
• This has been a poopy week for me, as far as working out goes. I made it on Sunday, but I started to feel ill on Monday and decided to take the next two days off. I made a return Wednesday (and by the way, who in the world decided that an 'n' should directly follow a 'd'?), but I wasn't feeling that great still so I ended up taking Thursday off too. That led me right into my two off days, and now I'm so friggin' hot that I can hardly function right anyways. I feel like crap just because it's so hot. I hate the heat. I can't function normal in this weather. I quit. I'm moving to the South Pole. I hear it's always cold there. Maybe Winnipeg though. They might get the next NHL relocation team. Yeah, I'm going to Winnipeg.
• I was not very happy with my body fat measurements tonight. I had an excellent week as far as my meal plan and workouts went, not having missed one of either. My circumference went down in every category, even my thighs for the first time, which means I know I'm losing fat. I even lost an entire inch around my waist in the last week alone, but he measured my skin fold at 29 mm, up from 28 mm last week? And my bicep even decreased by a whole half inch, yet he measured my skin fold at 5 mm (front) and 12 mm (back) after a 4 and 10 respectively for the last two weeks in a row? It doesn't make sense. I look leaner, I'm smaller, I lost a weight, but I'm fatter? It's possible, yet highly unlikely in this case. I'm chalking it up as inexperience on his part. Even still it's frustrating.
I didn't feel very good tonight. My stomach was bothering me before I even went to the gym, but I got down there anyways. I came pretty close to throwing my back out during my squats, but I got away with one. I kept it simple because I wasn't up for thinking and so I just did the same routine as last week, although I skipped my stomach. I'm just going to have to make it up tomorrow. Even now my stomach is bothering me.
Tim asked me to switch back to mornings so I can workout with him. I said I might, but I don't really want to. I like doing mornings,as a matter of fact I've always preferred mornings, but I'm going so strong right now the way I have it. Change is normally good when it's in a workout, but I think those changes need to be timed well. I'm not sure if it's time to change. I'm not sure when he wanted to start, but hopefully I'll have some more time to think about it.
