Out of Shape, Out of Sorts

Oof.  Starting any exercise after avoiding it for years does indeed suck.  I'm totally fine with walking all over San Francisco (or on a treadmill at the gym), so that's obviously not the area that needs focus. I'm doing a few small reps of crunches in the morning and my torso is like 'DUDE. The hell?'.  So not only to I realize I need to work on the stomach, I need to work on my back as well.   I slouch horribly when sitting, so I need to be more conscious about that.  I've also been conscious about the fact that I tend to hunch when I walk as well, so that's being worked on.

A little at a time.  Eventually I'll be back in fighting shape.

Another thing I've been all too conscious of that I'm trying to change: being too self-conscious.  I keep a hell of a lot held back, either emotionally, mentally or physically.  It's one of my worst instincts, really.  I might be verbose online or on the page, but I find I'm my own worst editor when it comes to speaking and being out in public.  I know I wasn't like this as a kid, and I've definitely had my moments of extroversion over the years, so I don't know why I end up being a shrinking violet in other situations. Or actually I think I do...but that reason is long gone, and since then I've been falling prey to habit.  My experiment now is to get rid of that habit by doing the exact opposite.  The only worst critic here is myself.