to me, it looks like you're mixing a personal website with a professional one. Someone who is interested in hiring you doesn't need to know your favorite movies or see photos of your bar from college. You never know what might tip the scales against you, so stuff like that is risky.
On the resume side, I thought it was odd that some jobs only had one or two bullet points. If you were there for a couple years, you probably had more responsibilities and accomplishments than that. On that point, some bullet points contained multiple points, so I'm not sure what drove the content of a single bullet.
I could nitpick it more, but I've got to get to work. I'll pick on you more later
First I broke my nose, then I got a sinus infection... and then Shelli's annual checkup came back with something potentially bad. Bad enough that her doctor wanted to get multiple biopsies from surrounding tissue. He suspected ovarian cancer.
For the last several weeks, we've been going from appointment to appointment, putting Shelli through all kinds of medieval torture and waiting to hear the worst.
This morning, we got the biopsy results. As you may have guessed from the title, the doctor said that everything was benign. In fact, the damage seemed to be more in the "degeneration" than "growth" category. He doesn't think we need to do any surgery or further treatment at this time.
Of course, we've both been total stress cases. We've been eating like crap (lots of ice cream), not working out, and mostly just trying not to freak out. We've spent a little reckless money on toys and gadgets to keep our minds off everything.
Now that it's all clear, it's time to get back to real life!
In 2000, I had a string of crashes. In 8 months, I broke two bones and tore three muscles. I dislocated my knee and I ruptured the prepatellar bursa in the same knee in separate crashes. On top of that, I was fighting minor flu symptoms for most of the year.
I was a wreck.
In January 2001, I started working with a coach. He looked over my training logs and told me I was overtraining. I was doing too much high intensity training with little rest between hard days and as a result, my nervous system was not running like it should. The crashes were most likely caused by my reflexes and propriceptive sense not being what they should.
He dialed the number of intense workouts each week down and dialed down the intensity of those days for 4 months. Once he built up my tolerance, we slowly added the higher intensity back in, with measured and intentional doses. I won my first race in Sept 2001.
It's absolutely possible that you're causing these issues by pushing too much too hard too often. I can't say for sure that it is the cause, but it is possible.
um.... riding my bike? (I guess the "winning" part is what I really want to get back)
I also like going to the range and shooting. I like getting way out in nature and seeing what I can capture on my camera. I like tinkering with random projects around the house. None of those are really prevented by my weight in any way.
There's a division line there.... my teammates rarely say stuff like that. The new members or the ones who really try too hard say that stuff all the time!
I've had a long standing theory:
The technical part of weight loss, eating a bit less than you burn, it so simple that there must be other factors preventing it, such as.
- the emotional side. People like food.
- the social side. People tend to eat together and tend to keep eating as long as anyone else is eating.
- the habit side. It's hard to change any habit, good or bad.
- the biochemical side. Sometimes eating one thing makes you crave more of it or feel a certain way.
(and many, many more)
Overriding social and emotional factors, long-term habits, and the body's cravings so you can do what is best in the long run is one of the hardest things someone can ever do in life!
I had several things working against me, which ramped up the impact:
- my cat ran between my legs, so I was turning my head left to look at her
- I was swinging the door to the right
- the door hit my glasses, causing the force to be focused on a much smaller area (at the little pad against my nose)