It’s hard to know for sure, because I’ve had about an hour and half sleep and am looking at the spreadsheet while my baby rocks around the room at 5am (we’ve been up since 1:30am). But, if I’m going by the numbers, April was not a very good month for me. That is, nothing went wrong, but I performed fairly poorly all things considered.
The bad thing about promising to do something you have never done before is that you don’t know how it will turn out. I promised a monthly report on the minutiae of my life. I did it with the hopes I would shame myself into performing better in some key areas. I’m not sure it’s working.
So, let’s just get this over with and hope the baby is ready to sleep by the time I hit publish.
Exercise: After three months of laziness, I finally got back in the gym. I didn’t get started until I got back from a roadtrip in the middle of the month, but in the last couple of weeks, I’ve managed to fit in about 17 hours of exercise/activity, including about about 12 miles of running/cardio work, four weights sessions, and eleven rounds of disc golf. It’s finally starting to feel good again.
Freelance writing goals: I achieved absolutely nothing in this area in April. Zero point depressing zero.
Books read: The Invisible Man, Same Kind of Different as Me
Movies watched: Zach Galifianakis: Live at the Purple Onion ; Lewis CK: Chewed Up; Willy Wonka & Chocolate Factory; The Informant! ; Blow; Heat; Men Who Stare at Goats; District 9
Documentaries watched: Kurt and Courtney; Dear Zachary
Best meal(s): I cooked nothing spectacular, nor ate at any real fantastic places. I still very much enjoyed my pie from Frank Pepe’s Pizza in Connecticut.
Travel days: 9
Live poker hours: 15.5 Due to a variety of factors, mostly work, I didn’t play much in April. I had one good session at Mohegan Sun in Connecticut, but one bad session in a local game. I ended down for the month, but still up (barely) for the year.
Online poker hours: I probably put in 20 online poker hours this month (something I promised myself I wouldn’t do, but did anyway). It’s still a massive time suck. In May, I hope to play only on Sundays. Hope away, Brad. Hope away.
Personal grade for the month: B- Outside of the land of minutiae, I got some good work done, made some money, and got back in the gym. Still a long way to go before I start ending the month proud of myself.