spinscent
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Hello, yo's.
My life has been happening to me for the past 18 years, and I'm finally deciding to pay attention to it. I'm very socially phobic, a bit overweight, and I tend to never finish what I start. It's not that I lose interest, I'm still interested in what I don't finish, it's just that other things are more interesting. I'm a curious little Spinny. I'll be working out somewhere, then notice the most peculiar chunk of ceiling tile hanging. Of course, I can't fix it, but I can talk at myself about how I'd fix it. Then I'd wonder what sorts of subconscious psychological distress that ceiling tile brings to people. Maybe even wander into my bedroom to write an essay about it. But, really, getting back on topic, now I'm realizing that those traits are probably somewhat unhealthy.
My main interests are music, philosophy, psychology, and writing. Yeah. Those interests don't really force me into any crazy amount of physical activity. Well. Music. Playing my saxophone takes a lot of effort, but people normally don't notice how sexy my mouth muscles are.
So I'm going to start paying attention to my body.
I'm female, 5'6'' and 136 pounds. I have very little muscle, and I'm quite pear shaped. I'm not exactly sure how much weight I want to lose, since I've always been roughly the same weight/height look. I guess I want to lose ten pounds by the time school comes around. Which is... August 28th. I've got a month or so.
To lose it, I'll DDR every day, avoid the tasty yet unhealthy food (1300-1500 calories a day), and attempt to improve my strength with weights. I'm not too sure how good of a plan that is, but... You know.
Dance Dance Revolution burns a lot of calories. Because it's a game, though, I wonder if it's actually helping me. On Hard mode, I'll be panting and sweating. On Light mode, I can sing while DDRing. On Standard mode, sometimes I can talk, but sometimes I can't. I tend to start off with a couple Standard mode songs to warm into it, try a Hard mode, rest with a Standard mode, try Hard mode again, etc. If I'm feeling ambitious, I'll go for the mode that's harder than Hard mode.
The weights, though, I'm anxious about. I can barely lift a 5-pound weight with one arm. I know I have to start somewhere, but it's still discouraging when I see my female friends being alright with the 10-pound weights. My wrists, and joints in general, are also very weak, and I'm not sure how that will affect me. Will they get stronger too, or am I going to end up with broken wrists and elbows?
I can't do anything today, since it's the 4th of July and everyone's over here to pester me until the morning light. So, tomorrow, I'll begin.
But... I'm also worried about my skin, and my schedule.
My skin likes to be oily. I wash regularly and use ProActiv, but sometimes end up with a spot or two anyway. I have many acne scars on my chest and back, and would like to avoid getting more. If I just take a shower after I exercise, then I'm hoping that I won't get too much acne. It still makes me paranoid, though. I've been trying to get those scars to go away so I can wear shirts that are lower cut than a turtleneck sweater.
During school days, I get up at 4:30 AM to go to Jazz Band, Band, and Choir, so I'm not allowed to eat, drink, or go to the bathroom until 11:30 AM. I'm starving by the time I can eat again. Isn't that bad, from a health perspective? If I do lose the weight, will I gain it all back? Or if I end up with any muscle, what'll happen to it? I feel like maybe I'm too paranoid, but it also might be a valid concern.
Anyway. Tomorrow's when the journey of this Spinny's journal begins. Wish me luck and stuff like that, alright? I'm going to try my hardest to not get distracted.
Oh! I almost forgot. I'm doing this, beside just improving some unhealthy personality flaws, so I can look decent in my marching band uniform... And leather/PVC, of course. I like punk/goth clothing styles, and so do my 'fans'. I feel comfortable with a leather corset-style top, but there's no way anyone's replacing my jeans. At least for now.
'fans': Friends that worship me for some unknown, vaguely frightening reason.
My life has been happening to me for the past 18 years, and I'm finally deciding to pay attention to it. I'm very socially phobic, a bit overweight, and I tend to never finish what I start. It's not that I lose interest, I'm still interested in what I don't finish, it's just that other things are more interesting. I'm a curious little Spinny. I'll be working out somewhere, then notice the most peculiar chunk of ceiling tile hanging. Of course, I can't fix it, but I can talk at myself about how I'd fix it. Then I'd wonder what sorts of subconscious psychological distress that ceiling tile brings to people. Maybe even wander into my bedroom to write an essay about it. But, really, getting back on topic, now I'm realizing that those traits are probably somewhat unhealthy.
My main interests are music, philosophy, psychology, and writing. Yeah. Those interests don't really force me into any crazy amount of physical activity. Well. Music. Playing my saxophone takes a lot of effort, but people normally don't notice how sexy my mouth muscles are.
So I'm going to start paying attention to my body.
I'm female, 5'6'' and 136 pounds. I have very little muscle, and I'm quite pear shaped. I'm not exactly sure how much weight I want to lose, since I've always been roughly the same weight/height look. I guess I want to lose ten pounds by the time school comes around. Which is... August 28th. I've got a month or so.
To lose it, I'll DDR every day, avoid the tasty yet unhealthy food (1300-1500 calories a day), and attempt to improve my strength with weights. I'm not too sure how good of a plan that is, but... You know.
Dance Dance Revolution burns a lot of calories. Because it's a game, though, I wonder if it's actually helping me. On Hard mode, I'll be panting and sweating. On Light mode, I can sing while DDRing. On Standard mode, sometimes I can talk, but sometimes I can't. I tend to start off with a couple Standard mode songs to warm into it, try a Hard mode, rest with a Standard mode, try Hard mode again, etc. If I'm feeling ambitious, I'll go for the mode that's harder than Hard mode.
The weights, though, I'm anxious about. I can barely lift a 5-pound weight with one arm. I know I have to start somewhere, but it's still discouraging when I see my female friends being alright with the 10-pound weights. My wrists, and joints in general, are also very weak, and I'm not sure how that will affect me. Will they get stronger too, or am I going to end up with broken wrists and elbows?
I can't do anything today, since it's the 4th of July and everyone's over here to pester me until the morning light. So, tomorrow, I'll begin.
But... I'm also worried about my skin, and my schedule.
My skin likes to be oily. I wash regularly and use ProActiv, but sometimes end up with a spot or two anyway. I have many acne scars on my chest and back, and would like to avoid getting more. If I just take a shower after I exercise, then I'm hoping that I won't get too much acne. It still makes me paranoid, though. I've been trying to get those scars to go away so I can wear shirts that are lower cut than a turtleneck sweater.
During school days, I get up at 4:30 AM to go to Jazz Band, Band, and Choir, so I'm not allowed to eat, drink, or go to the bathroom until 11:30 AM. I'm starving by the time I can eat again. Isn't that bad, from a health perspective? If I do lose the weight, will I gain it all back? Or if I end up with any muscle, what'll happen to it? I feel like maybe I'm too paranoid, but it also might be a valid concern.
Anyway. Tomorrow's when the journey of this Spinny's journal begins. Wish me luck and stuff like that, alright? I'm going to try my hardest to not get distracted.
Oh! I almost forgot. I'm doing this, beside just improving some unhealthy personality flaws, so I can look decent in my marching band uniform... And leather/PVC, of course. I like punk/goth clothing styles, and so do my 'fans'. I feel comfortable with a leather corset-style top, but there's no way anyone's replacing my jeans. At least for now.
'fans': Friends that worship me for some unknown, vaguely frightening reason.