Active

At the end of May, I could feel myself dipping into a depression. My therapist and I talked and he suggested that the reason why is I needed to be more active. I had just spent the past 4 months being very active at work (throwing beef). My body had grown used to it. I spent 2 weeks in Cali being semi active. Only to come back to school and becoming a paper weight. So my therapist suggested I run (yuck!!!!), ride a bike, or anything...just something. He actually suggested I sweat if at all possible. And he suggested I do this every day.

Then, ever so quickly, I got active. I'm now considered an active person - a chubby active person, but still an active person.

For example: On saturday I biked 8 miles on a handcrank cycle. Tuesday I played softball with my ward (congregasion)'s softball team (I had two ups, hit the ball twice, got out before reaching base each time.). On Wednesday I bowled. Today I went on a date with this really cute girl from Pittburg, Ca and we went with the school canoeing for and hour and a half. Saturday I'm going for a bike ride again. Next week will have the same sort of repeat performance.

This of course is all in addition to the rower I bought. I have a rowing machine in my room that I row with for 15 minutes each night. Suddenly I'm Active. Active I tell you.