routine

Wake at 5am, sit. It is already hot. Usually sit for about 20 minutes. Sometimes more, sometimes less. Don't really time it, just sit until I am done sitting.
Sometimes I am so sleepy and I totally zone out. Sometimes I just get more and more awake until I jump up off the cushion.
3-4 days a week I go for a run. I am really, really liking running. I change up the course I run; usually do 3-4 kilos one day, followed by 6-7 kilos the following run.
I run slowly; takes me 30 minutes to do 4 kilos, 45 minutes for 7. Low impact on the joints, thin-soled shoes, lots of back and shoulder movement coordinated with my hips, steady pace up or down hill, no massive heart-rate spiking and gasping for air. But it is already plenty hot and I does me some sweating.
Back at home, some exercising. Recently been into pull-ups. Read an interesting article about how most people can't do pull-ups because they don't do pull-ups. Duh. I discovered this, too.
When I started PCP I could barely do a couple, now I can do many more.
Recently I knock out sets of 3 and see how many sets I can do before failure. Up to 6 sets.
Then I do inclined (45 degrees) until my forearms are burning and my abs tingling, about 20 or so.
Sometimes motivated to do other bits, and have recently been doing hand-stand push-ups. I can do a decent head-stand but not a hand-stand, so I do them against a wall. Can do 10 or so, and it's not that my arms and shoulder give out, but spending that long upside down my head feels like a zit about to be popped and I have to put my feet down and get all the blood out of my head.
Seen some videos from gymnasts about working up to a hand-stand to do push-ups...not sure if I have the patience to train myself to balance. But free-standing hand-stand push-ups are on my list of cool-physical-tricks-I'd-like-to-do, right up there with a standing back-flip. Some day.
Finally, I finish off with the good old 8 Minute Abs: "Come on, guys!" Never gets old, and still burns nicely so it's doing some good.

Past couple of mornings it has been raining a bit, which is actually quite nice weather for running; at least it's not so hot, and there is usually a good breeze. Plus I am all sweaty anyway so don't mind being wet. Running in my TerraPlana Dharmas; nice thin sole and wide toe-box so they're great. I ordered a pair of TerraPlana's running shoe: Evo, but they were too big so I sent back for an exchange and it's been...forever. Need to contact them and see if I'm ever getting my shoes.
Really love TerraPlana; were them at least five days a week. Really helpful to be able to feel the ground properly, and not have a heel in the way messing up my stride and balance.
I think compared to 2 years ago I have fundamentally changed my posture, walking, and now running. For the better or not, no idea, but I do much, much walking, often pushing a stroller or carrying some gear and/or child, and I can certainly walk all day and not worry much. My feet will be tired after walking 15 kilos or so all day, but that's to be expected and it's not damage pain; so far my joints have been ok. So I assume my use-of-body is actually quite efficient and low-impact. Maybe in a couple of years my toes will fall off or something, but for now, especially carrying less weight, it's all good.
Speaking of which, I am stabilized at about 67 kilos; sometimes touch 68 after a massive breakfast, sometimes 66 after a big workout. 2 kilo swing is no big deal; water/sweat/urine can cause that much swing in a day. I think body-fat is around 15%, though not sure how accurate my cheapy home scale is, and I don't actually weigh myself frequently enough to get a good baseline. I just look in the mirror: Abs visible? OK. Love handles sticking out too much? Not OK.
For breakfast I am usually doing a nice 7-grain fig bagel, some veggies with 2 eggs, and a fruit blendy; whatever is in the house. This morning it was: carrot, banana, blueberries, plum, peach, and half an avocado. Need to get more mangoes! And passion fruit. Plus the Mighty Mo LOVES the blender. He'll sit up on the counter and help me put stuff in the blender, then smiles and claps at the noise when it blends. I give him the first taste, and if he approves, I give him a small cup and a spoon and he'll sit in his high-chair for 15 minutes getting it mostly all over his face and shirt and the table and the floor and sometimes in his mouth. Keeps him busy while P makes bentos and breakfast and I try to get his sister fed. Plus gets him into the taste of fresh fruit, which can't hurt.

heathfullness

Ran this morning. Six AM. In the rain.
No, that is not a tribute to Hemingway, but it was excellent. Besides being a decently long run, it was also not terribly humid, and the rain kept me at least feeling cool if not a bit moist.
So I am basically running on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings.
Other days just doing 15 minutes of jumps and various exercises, though I am certainly liking running more than jumping. Maybe I need to wear shoes when I jump (even inside, on the carpet.) Jumping is just getting...boring. And kinda hurts; shins and ankles. Not real pain hurts, but it's annoying.
Running, though, seems to be much easier. I run really slow and controlled; don't do any kind of jarring heel striking and generally avoid getting all twisted up, and I like the change of scenery. Not really running hard enough to get into an endorphin-fueled runner high, but I find my mind tends to wander carefree, very much like when I am sitting zazen. And since I am not pushing myself to lung-busting pain levels, a good 45 minutes is totally doable.
I certainly enjoy it more than an hour on the running machine at the gym, even listening to excellent tunes.
Hitting fighting on Wednesday, and Thursday at lunch, too, and trying to get to at least Monday yoga class at lunch. I can now do a head-stand. Monstrously practical! What I want to do is be able to just balance indefinitely in a proper hand-stand (only hands on the ground; no head) and once I've got that, I will bust out the awesome hand-stand push-ups. And then I will cure cancer, and then we're done.

punching = sore legs

Not sure if this means I'm doing it right or wrong, but after an hour of 3 minute rounds consisting entirely of punch and recover combos against a heavy bag and pads...my left thigh is really, really sore...?

fighting (un)fitness

Finally got my lazy butt to the dojo for the first time in forever. Taking advantage of the fact that I had some nasty stomach virus a couple weeks ago and lost a ton of weight (down to less than 73 kilos!) I figured it would be easier for my outta shape body.
Oh, the glorious pain. Inoue-sensei was glad to see me and worked me through several 3 minute rounds on the heavy bag, for a solid hour, with one 2 minute water break. Now, the day after, I can barely lift my arms, my ass is sore, I have a blister on the ball of my left foot, and I weighed exactly 72.0 kilos this morning.
So to celebrate I had a HUGE shabu shabu lunch, with a second helping of rice and extra pork to go with the double-plate of beef.
I think this is the new schedule: Tues and Thur skip outta work just after the lunch rush and hit the 1-2pm DAGEKI class. If I also manage to get to Honbu Dojo on Wed nights to teach sword, I might actually get into some reasonable shape by the end of the year.