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I've decided to give myself three ultimate goals, which I think are specific and achievable. It's very hard for me to give myself a timeframe, with just Point A and Point B to deal with. I could throw some points in the middle, but when (not if) I miss one, I'm going to get discouraged. My rate of progress is largely dependent on what life throws at me with regards to family, finances, and health (and trust me, all three are interconnected).
But I need goals.
1.) I want to weigh less than 250 lbs.
2.) I want to compete in a sanctioned MMA fight.
The way I figure it, just getting to Goal #2 will turn my life completely around. It's been a goal of mine for just about ever, since going to kumite tourneys back in the 90s. Kumite is fun, but it's not 'real fighting' (begin argument.... now!) I know I can fight. I've always (since my Sempei days, at least) been confident in my abilities as a fighter. At long last, the venue for me to explore this has arrived.
This thread will be about my progress towards these goals. I have a heavybag in my basement, and I want to start whaling on it again. I want to return to conditioning my body not just for fitness, but for combat. I want to regain my old speed and flexibility (which was described once as, for a person of my size, 'remarkable'). This thread will also be about my ways to stay motivated. I will try and limit myself to one item per day or two, and go into exhaustive detail about it, reliving my glory days of awesomeness*.
*Awesomeness in the hindsight mirror may be less awesome than it appears.
Day 41 - Shut up, I'm not changing my numbering scheme at this point!
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Back in the day, at my peak, I could do full-on splits. Not just both-feet-on-the-floor until you hear the 'crack' of a cup striking the ground, but at my peak, I could get one foot up on a bench, and suspend. Kyrose here met me about five years after the last time I did THAT, and I don't doubt his mind boggles at the very idea of someone my size doing that. I couldn't do it for very long, and I sometimes got a twinge in my muscles for a day or two after, but dammit, I could do it. It took twenty minutes of warmup, but dammit, I could do it. And I want to do it again.
But I need goals.
1.) I want to weigh less than 250 lbs.
- Achievability Factor - 100%
- Time Allowed - One Year (July 31st, 2010)
- Methods - Diet and Exercise
2.) I want to compete in a sanctioned MMA fight.
- Achievability Factor - 100% (North Vancouver allows regulated MMA)
- Time Allowed - Three Years (July 31st, 2012)
- Methods - Goal #1, combined with returning to Go-Shin Do
The way I figure it, just getting to Goal #2 will turn my life completely around. It's been a goal of mine for just about ever, since going to kumite tourneys back in the 90s. Kumite is fun, but it's not 'real fighting' (begin argument.... now!) I know I can fight. I've always (since my Sempei days, at least) been confident in my abilities as a fighter. At long last, the venue for me to explore this has arrived.
This thread will be about my progress towards these goals. I have a heavybag in my basement, and I want to start whaling on it again. I want to return to conditioning my body not just for fitness, but for combat. I want to regain my old speed and flexibility (which was described once as, for a person of my size, 'remarkable'). This thread will also be about my ways to stay motivated. I will try and limit myself to one item per day or two, and go into exhaustive detail about it, reliving my glory days of awesomeness*.
*Awesomeness in the hindsight mirror may be less awesome than it appears.
Day 41 - Shut up, I'm not changing my numbering scheme at this point!
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Back in the day, at my peak, I could do full-on splits. Not just both-feet-on-the-floor until you hear the 'crack' of a cup striking the ground, but at my peak, I could get one foot up on a bench, and suspend. Kyrose here met me about five years after the last time I did THAT, and I don't doubt his mind boggles at the very idea of someone my size doing that. I couldn't do it for very long, and I sometimes got a twinge in my muscles for a day or two after, but dammit, I could do it. It took twenty minutes of warmup, but dammit, I could do it. And I want to do it again.
