I took a "me" day today...

I woke up this morning with a burning desire to move furniture in my house. So I took the day off and commenced to work. It felt good to exert myself physically. I have been so weak for so long, I was worried about some of the tasks ahead of me, but I got a TON of stuff done, and my house is about 40% of the way to being rearranged in the manner that I want it to be. Some of the remaining stuff I'll have to have help with, no matter how strong I am, they are just "two person" jobs. (aka, the big L-shaped desk from my bedroom) My computer is no longer in my bedroom. I'm attempting to improve the quality of my sleep by removing distractions from the room.

I finished reading the Lance Armstrong book. Moving and very emotional for me. The rest of my life is slowly being shaped in this rebirth of mine, and it feels good to have such strong motivation again. I had all but given up on living since August 2005. The job in Detroit took an unseen toll on me. I stopped dreaming, I stopped caring, there was only exhaustion, both mentally and physically.

With my first book nearing its publication date (yeah, yeah, I know it's a year away, but for me, that's the short term), I wondered what challenge would be next. After reading Lance's book, I resurrected an old dream of mine. I want to complete a triathalon before I turn 50, and compete in the Ironman before I turn 55. Not only that, I'm going to write a book along the way.

Ciao for now.