I've got body schtuff too.

I had written a sort of long post about how I don't know what I'm doing with my fitness program, because it's been on my mind and I owe bluechromis the chance to hit me back. But, in the end, it was pretty boring. Nobody cares what I do to stay fit, which is actually kind of a relief since it means nobody is probably judging me too harshly. I've gotten back up to working about about 5x/week, but aside from the lifting it's just sort of random, so I'm missing that nice sense of working in a well-defined direction... and do you care? No, I didn't think so. I will say that stretching is starting to speak to me more--every time I do it these days, I feel like I enjoyed it and would like to do it more often. So that's one more vote for yoga, though I still don't know if that means signing up with a studio or trying to work on my own for a while. And if I focus in those directions it'll probably mean being at a lower cardio level for a while. Who am I kidding though? I'm already at a lower cardio level and it's not like I've died.

Part of me inclined to not solve this problem for a while, just because I'm tired of obsessing about it and it might be good for me to knock it off. What I'm doing now isn't so bad, objectively... I don't know why I feel this urge to be directed, directed, directed all the time.