Today is a new day. It is a day of decisions and change. I joined a gym for free and they have me set up on a work out regime. I plan on doing it twice a day just because I need to step up my work out to lose weight.
Today I am tired from just being there but I will go back tonight and work out. Then I will get up bright and early in the morning and go back to the gym to work out again. She estimates I will lose about 8 pounds if I keep this together. And if I keep working out every day I will lose 8 pounds per month. So within four months I should lose 32 pounds and that would be perfect for me.
I don't want a stroke by the time I am 30, I don't want to be over weight like my aunts (love them to death but that isn't something I want to share with them), and I want to feel better. So that I can run around the park with my son and not cut the time short so I can go home and take a nap.
I have also been thinking about switching my degrees and transferring to another college. I feel very strongly about this one but I am an impulsive person and I have to step back and pace myself.
For one I will be done with college this march... but if I go through with college I might end up doing something I won't like. The way the job market is now I can't find a clerical job in the medical field, I hate giving shots and doing phlebotomy, and it is hard as hades to find limited scope radiology jobs. Which means as an MA I am more than likely going to work as a CNA. I am starting to really rethink the medical field. I mean I do love it but it isn't my first passion... and if I don't find something I am passionate about I will soon burn out.
I like literature, writing, reading, being creative. And if I am in a position where I cannot be creative I get bored.
Which leads me to today's most wonderful discovery. I walked out of my son's doctors appointment with a possible diagnoses for ME. You read right, me. I talked to her about her last visit with my son and told her about stuff I recently discovered from my mother and about how I handle society. She told me I have something called "Pervasive Developmental Disorder". She also told me that was the form of Autism I would likely want the most. She sent me home with a check list and my husband and I are checking off all the symptoms. Good lord I am more screwed up than I thought. PCOS AND Pervasive developmental disorder? This stuff should have been detected when I was a kid... oh well.
So all in all today was a very busy day.
Comments:
If you like literature and being creative, have you thought about being a teacher? It would be a complete shift, but it would be a decision to concentrate on a subject that you like, instead of choosing what you believe to be practical.
I don't think teaching would be my thing. I don't deal well with conflict nor parents.
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