HouCuseChickie
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I don't know if this is helpful, but could you sit down on Sunday and map out your week? Like, maybe doing strength training splits after your walk. You can decide which body parts you want to work which day and choose a few exercises for that workout to work those part, so you can keep it short after your walk. I have a workout DVD called "4 Day Split" and the first half hour of the workout is a type of cardio, then second half hour is strength training different parts. I was thinking something like that. I can't remember how it was split, but you could do what's good for your needs.
I have those types thoughts, but mine are more like regrets. Opportunities I passed up because I thought I would fail or do badly or schools I didn't apply to because I thought I'd get rejected. Or feeling guilty about maintaining boundaries and getting into situations where I felt uncomfortable because I didn't want the person to get angry with me, that sort of thing.
I've thought about it and it's not a bad idea. I have things that I do every day and I push myself to change up what is not an everyday thing so I keep embracing variety. I just wonder if I'll be disciplined enough to do it. I tend to have a lot of "oh, but I feel like doing this" moments which causes me to stack more.
There are definitely regrets in mine as well. Some do involve the academic angles. I also totally understand the regrets with letting opportunities pass over fears of some sort of failure/rejection. I guess I'm just coming to terms that a lot of my college time was built on shallow and superficial friendships/relationships. Some of it was geographic. I was the only one living over a thousand miles away, but everything just faded when I left...which was huge because I had a robust social life with all of these people. It's not so much of a regret with that. It's accepting that I had a lot of fun but it was a product of a highly toxic environment, while also owning up to me being part of that toxicity. While I'd previously decided that it was shallow, the toxic revelation was new. I think somewhere in my mind, I always thought I might bump into some of these "loose ends" over the course of life. Like the connections were so strong and the memories so vivid that it felt inevitable. Now that we're at 3 decades, it's sort of slapped me in the face that it's just not going to happen and that lack of proper closure is more reflective of that overall toxicity. It's been mentally stressful because it's as if I'm breaking up with a perception of such a big (albeit short) part of my past. I got really stuck on thoughts about this one guy at the end. It caused me a lot of stress over the last week or two since I couldn't figure out why the sudden memories and reliving of the hurt. Yes, part of it is because he handled it like a frightened toddler, but normally something like him would have been a tiny blip on my radar. I came to realize that his impact was more profound because he was essentially a bookend on that chapter of life. I won't ramble on anymore, but it's made me see a need for some new area of personal fulfillment.