Road to Right: Justin’s accountability tour

 Phew, who could’ve seen that week coming…actually literally anyone who was paying attention. See it is really easy to spot obvious stressors: some debt piling up, losing a loved one, sustaining an injury, getting yelled at at work, and so on. What nobody tells you to look out for are the stressors you put upon yourself. Who would think that you are your own worst enemy? The band LIT, that’s who. Did some extensive therapy this week to figure out why in the hell im always so exhausted when im really not doing much outside of work. I mean I do my job, go home, knock out some quick chores, then watch Netflix or play video games. Not hard, in fact it’s pretty damn easy if you ask me. So why am i always so tired? The answers may in fact shock you. Cognitive distortions:  Cognitive distortions are internal mental filters or biases that increase our misery, fuel our anxiety, and make us feel bad about ourselves. I wont go into detail of the 12 we talked about but here’s a good artic...

 I’m not entirely sure where my fascination with writing starts and stops but i do believe in two things: i can be witty as hell and i laugh at my own jokes. Maybe this pursuit jump starts a reinvigorated love affair with writing. Well at the very least it keeps me busy. Things are fine. Shameless is over and shoresy is over and the bear is about to be over. I’ve found i kinda prefer tv shows with a certain level of psycho because it helps me feel better about myself. There’s a message there I’m just not addressing. Anyway, cardio is still kicking my ass but my forehand in disc golf is getting wicked sharp so i have that going for me. Plus the Scott traveling shitshow is gearing up for a roadtrip this summer which is super exciting. As always, tip your waiter/waitress and take some time out of this week for yourself. You’ve earned it

 Therapy is a hell of a drug. It’s like walking into a building as a plate of spaghetti but walking out all uncooked and organized. Anyway, my doc gives me shit and shoots down fantastical ideas to keep me grounded. And last week doc K called me out on my shit again. Long story short I’ve been doing this improvement shit all wrong. See, I’ve done this multiple times. Stone cold sober, in the gym, diet, the whole nine yards. Problem is however in the past i was doing it to gain something. Acknowledgment, praise, all fuckin high fives in comparison. The problem is i never did it for me. So now im doing it for me. And btw that is alien as hell to me…feels selfish, wrong. But its more right than not, and thats what the doc says so its likely smarter than me saying it. Anyways, four days back in the gym last week and i feel like im smuggling golf balls in my quads. Finished shameless and im lost for content again. And the one handed toddler who was kind enough to give me a mitten (long ...

 Never really done this before but i figured it added another level of separation between people’s Facebook feeds and my life. So if you’re reading this: welcome to the shit show. I started this accountability thing because I’ve always had a problem with sticking to endeavors. I’ll go a few months in the gym, or eating right, or drinking responsibly: but inevitably the fire fades and I’ll fall right back into my bad habits. So for those along for the ride, feel free to give me shit if i don’t post. I’m doing this week by week so each Monday I’ll be here with an update. So, week one of 2024 down. I clocked three gym sessions with cardio into a lift and holy fuck i hurt. Between utter laziness and hospitalization i got pretty out of shape. Can’t be like this when i go to Kansas for school so trying to get back up to that plateau, wish me luck. Current working maxes are 155/185/225 for bench/squat/deadlift. Next week I’ll probably include a body composition sheet, I’ll be real embarra...