So what did I do ?

I went to the gym for about one month and a half in May. And then stopped. The majority of my training revolved around cardio.
I went for like 3 days to the boxing gym... said hi to the head trainer who warmly welcomed me back (as warmly as he could anyway) ... then stopped.

It is strange how the human mind work. According to Miyamoto Musashi, leading an army is the same as fighting as an individual.

If the analogy holds, is leading a society the same as leading an individual life?

"Bread and circuses" was all that it took to keep a restless, potentitally rebellious and otherwise mistreated populace under control.

Sometime I wonder:
Would I be happy if I were to eat a mountain of doritos,porn and playing Skyrim all day? The sad-ish answer is: probably.


In high school, it was simply fear of being beaten up. In the army, it was fear of being outmatched by my peers.

(It did help that I was too broke to do anything but go to the gym)

Have I become so ? I hope not. It's just my priorities have shifted so much.

Bread and circuses indeed.

Then why do I always come back? Perhaps I don't need a why. It is strangely soothing and for some strange reason I've always came back to it.

Anyway, tommorow, 2 miles jog. My prediction is that it'll take 30 minutes and it'll be a real pain in the butt.