Had a hair incident in which I ended up losing probably more than a foot of hair.
Regardless, I am almost apathetic about my hair... which is really weird because I used to cry over hair cuts. In a weird way, these days I've been thinking about my body as just a vessel to get the things I need to do done. Just feed it and water it a bit and make sure it doesn't get hurt, but otherwise, what does it really matter what happens if hair is short or long, if it's tall or short, if there are eleven fingers, or random moles. What does it really matter. As long as it's healthy and functional. Somehow I don't think these are exactly normal thoughts though.
Went to a gym and they gave me a fitness test. In which they called me "skinny fat". Thanks. 22% body fat, thank you very much. But it's probably true. I definitely don't have enough muscle mass to be at peak functionality. They talked about calorie intake to help increase lean mass gain. .... I honestly don't think I eat enough for real "gainz". O.o But maybe I should calorie count? Except it's so darn annoying.
Half thinking about doing 5x5 or something like that. Now, to just get over the shyness of using the weight lifting section of the gym. I wish I got into weight lifting in college, tbh.
But the point is this: the body is just a vessel.
