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My workout regiment has changed. Not only do I run 3 times a week, I also added a jump rope and medicine ball routine. All that ontop of strength training and practicing my pathetic push ups. But all my efforts have not gone un noticed. I've losst 1/2 an inch off my chest and my arms have thinned out and gained muscle deffinition. Also, I've noticed that my cheek bones are starting to show slightly and my collar bones are becoming more visible. And yet, my actual weight number has not changed. I don't understand how one can develop so much without loosing more than 2-3 pounds. But my motivation is still strong. I don't want to be recycled in basic training and fail my own expectations.
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Along with my workouts, I've stopped drinking, limited my time around those who smoke, and put myself on a new diet. I eat like a king for breakfast, a prince for lunch and a beggar for dinner. I always have one hefty salad in the morning, a lighter one as a snack, soup if its available or half a sandwich. I try to stay away from mayo and use light mustard instead. Grain breads are best if my soy bean bread is not available. Also, substituting dressings for salsa is so much better in taste and caloric intake.
Also, going to church more has been helping me mentally prepare for basic. Just this last sermon was about Jonah in the whale and how he God was still with him even in his darkest moments. It's the little things like this that bring me back to my roots. Being good, having faith, and remembering my morals. Granted, this last bit was super corny, and probably out of my own character, but it's all part of a new movement I'm trying and it's caleld growing up. I don't want to be stuck in Tucson forever, stuck in my ways, talking to the same people i've known all my life...I want to be out of my comfort zone. New surroundings..to be a new person would be what I'm really doing all this for. I'm done living for myself and for momentary highs...they're all short lived and not what I truly want ie. people, places, things.
I have high hopes for this new career I'm choosing. Hopefully it will open more doors and serve more opportunities than Art school would have given me. There's still time to improve my work and still time to persue it as a later career, but for now I'm focusing on what's practical for me in now. And for now, missiles will provide more money than paintings and simple doodles. Let's be honest, unless one's work is truly unique, different, and oustanding, the life of an artists is most challenging.
Speaking of money and working and what-nots...yesterday was my last day working at the retierment home. GOODNESS! It was really hard to leave all those oldie foldies. It really was like working for 150 grandparents. They would shower you with small gifts, terms of endearment, hugs, kisses, cheek pinches, even a few witty insults. But all of it was in the name of love and the fact that I added some kind of positive mark onto someone elses life was good enough for me. I got plenty of congrats from them all once they found out I was leaving to join the service. Some even sang the Air Force song for me, which was really quite adorable. I'll miss them all. The residents and even the other employees. I recieved a card signed by them all and that was very sweet. I played one last prank on my former boss as well...I wrapped her truck in plastic, sprayed chocolate syrup all over it, dumped a trash bag in the bed, and salted ice from the salad bar behind her truck so that way it would freeze as one large clump of ice and be much harder to move. All done in the name of good fun. We had a laugh and that was that. Working at the Cascades was such a joy and quite the experiance. I'll never forget it and hope that most everyone gets the same opportunity.
Yours Truly,
Alexa
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