. . . that Tom Allen guy? You know, the guy who used to write about sexuality, orgasm denial, male chastity, and (judging from his search counter) Marina Sirtis in latex fetish garb? After a few tossed off posts about the latest sex news, some thoughts on my general health, and some cheesecake pics of a few celebs close to my own age, a reader even wrote:
Tom, if you keep it up your going to lose your chastity cred and be labled as the guy that has an elderly sex fixation ;p
I haven’t had much time or inclination to write lately. My usual routine used to be to get up early, check my email, then write for a bit, write a little more at lunch and perhaps check the several groups to which I subscribe, and polish off the writing in the evening – usually after reading some of the dozens of blogs to which I subscribe, either through Google Reader, or through the WordPress reader (which only works on WordPress blogs).
Over the summer, though, I found I have become more obsessed serious and focused on losing weight and getting back to the level of fitness that I had when I was 30. Since April, my routine has been to get up early, just do a very quick email check as I put on my trainers, and head down to my exercise area, where I try to get in about 20 to 30 minutes every day.
Yes, that’s right. Every. Freakin’. Day.
Well, I usually sleep in on Sunday, but other than that, I’m good. I’ve developed a routine that mixes up what I do, so my muscles don’t get fatigued. I’m slowly working my way up to using the heaviest weights that I own, and I’ve got more stamina. My biggest disappointment has been that I haven’t lost nearly as much weight as I would have liked, but a change of diet now seems to be moving that along. I try to get out 3 times a week for a good sprint on the bike. Generally, I get in two, once in a while I can do four – usually right after work, when I set a goal of doing 5 miles in about 20 minutes, or 6 miles in about 25.
I would like to write more, and on my commute back and forth every day, I come up with ideas for discussions, humor, and hawt chastity porn. It’s frustrating not to be able to get them out, and I even have a few things that I’ve started. But I don’t have as much time at lunch as I used to, and the mornings are the best time for me to exercise. I’ve tried doing them after work, but my schedule gets too erratic; several times a week I have to go out to some meeting or pick somebody up or drop them off or cook dinner. And the next thing you know, it’s 9:00 pm and there’s no way I’m going to pump iron by that time of night.
And like a lot of places this past year, business has been slow, and when people have quit, I haven’t replaced them, so I’m doing more work during the day, which cuts into my writing and blog surfing time. I’ve found that the bad economy has been depressing for me, which leaves me less inclined to write about cool and fun things. And I’ve also realized that one of the reasons that I’ve become a bit fitness-obsessed is because I’m having some control issues. I can’t fix the economy. I can’t increase the margin on the jobs that I’ve been getting. I can’t do anything about the constantly rising costs of insurance, fuel, electricity, or raw materials. The only thing that I can do anything about is myself – and so I have been.
I’ve got a storyline that I’ve been working on, but I can’t decide if it’s going to become a short or a series. I’ve been meaning to get something up on how to modify a CB6000 into something that’s more like a CB3000, and I’ve gotten as far as actually taking some pictures, but it still needs some fine tuning. And I’ve been trying to keep up with reading my favorite blogs, and I even manage to get a few comments in, and I feel badly that I haven’t been able to keep up. I suppose I could get up even earlier. . . Yeah, right.
So, once again, another post about me exercising, and without any discussion of sex, chastity, or orgasm denial. Sorry.
But just so some of you didn’t feel like you wasted your time, how about some Marina Sirtis exercising and talking about sex?
(Thanks for the heads up, Týr!)