Day 39
Stats:
Trainer Level: 18
No. of Pokemon: 67 caught, 68 seen
Current Weight / Lbs Lost : 217.1 lbs / 16.7 lbs
Current Body Fat / Percent Lost : 23.4% / 4.3%
Miles Walked in Game: 35.5
Pokemon has taken somewhat of a backseat to some other things going on in life, but exercise and healthy eating are still in effect. Clearly I am not dedicated enough to record these metrics every day.
I'm wearing shirts I bought from Target that shrunk so much on the first wash to have been too small in diameter for my chest, but fit now. A lady at my bar who hadn't seen me in a few months came to me unprompted to say I wasn't recognizable when I walked in, which felt rewarding. When I get down to a weight I'm comfortable staying at I may have to branch out into different fashions - I've stuck to exclusively jeans/undershirt/collared shirt, repeat repeat repeat, for 15 years now.
Running is taking less of a toll on my joints on muscles now that I'm lighter, and though it took roughly 6 months to form the habit, I look forward to, instead of dread, the post work small group exercise classes I attend two to four times a week. I have firm orders not to get too musclebound however!
Finally finished with the three year auto lease and rid of the car my ex-wife used to travel from tryst to tryst, I had the budget to subscribe to meal kits again. I lack motivation to shop for cooking, so I pay a premium on doorstep ingredients (which is somewhat justified by the cost savings of owning only a motorcycle that has a trunk no bigger than a body cavity); the improved nutrition and portion control are probably worth the expense. There's also an influx of extra spending money from side jobs of dog sitting and IT consulting (I was referred to as Geek Squad within two minutes of my first day) that I devote to the impulse buy fund for buying records and video games and other things in quantities greater than what I really need.
My (so nearly) ex-wife and her lawyers could be dragging less feet and revising more settlement. Regretting letting them take the lead. Finally hired an actuary to appraise my retirement funds for division (commingled community money). September marks three 6 month cycles, three status hearings, and it's irritating to want final severing of ties but have pending business that never seems to conclude. And the continued use of my name by a person that wronged me is unpalatable. I also feel a bit used that I still pay her insurance premiums, or that CA family law increases her share of my pension every time I get a raise despite being years beyond separation... Her 50% of the marital home's value is the true windfall... I sold my first car and borrowed against my 401k and pension to generate a down-payment, all while working night shifts and studying for the P.E. exam. It was the second most stressful time in my life. In all fairness she contributed to mortgage payments for 4 years and absolutely deserves her share - but I hope she has some gratitude that my timing (my best friend recommended the property to me) and financial wizardry (I generated the funds and filed the paperwork) is the reason we have an appreciated property. If I had understood prior that marriage was so much more than an expression of love, would I have married in the first place?
Very curious when this revised settlement comes if she has accepted my proposal for her to do the legwork to sell (her best friend is a real estate agent, come on). It makes it feel slightly equitable to me. It enables me to give her a lump sum rather than monthly payments and monthly reminder. The irony is that she may have wanted less money if the millionaire adulterer hadn't dumped her. She may say she deserves every penny for putting up with me through the years. She may be right. I'm a strange person, I don't think I was completely what she was expecting. But she will never understand that blaming herself as a long-running source of depression was misguided, and how hard it is to beat depression. She was truly a bright spot in those times. Well, by the end she was a force for evil. I'll never forget you text messaging your adulterer before my eyes on our 5th wedding anniversary. How dense to think that was anything but the cruelest torture to one that loved you.
Anyways, I expect she'll be miffed at the status hearing when I'm hot as shit wanting nothing but signed divorce papers. Hurrah exercise, vindictive rant over.