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Day 1.

Today was a day of a lot of firsts. For starters, I completely abandoned Windows as an operating system for my desktop. It just wasn't worth it. I had Linux already installed and just upgraded to 12.04, and I can't say I miss Windows much at all. Python came preinstalled, and Numpy + Scipy + OpenCV was about 20 minutes. Yeah, goodbye Windows. Doing this for my laptop as well in about 10 minutes after I finish this post.

Then, I went swimming and that felt phenomenal. I did quite a few laps and I was really proud and I decided today would be the day.

No more screwing around. No more weak 'I can't do this'. From today onwards, I would give it my best and push myself to the limit. I'm starting swimming on Tuesdays and Thursdays in addition to the morning workouts on MWF. I might go back for more swimming on Saturdays if its not too packed, or just throw in some body workouts in the dorm.

And then I said, well, I might as well throw in the cold shower therapy while we were at it. I had my first cold shower. Today is day 1. For those that do not know, let me summarize, you take a cold shower every day for 30 days, while you attempt an impossible feat.

My feat will be to perform step 1 of the Front Lever Progession for 60 seconds. I started two days ago, and I am at 3 seconds. I am inspired because two days ago, I couldn't even do it. I've improved infinitely from 0 to 3. 60 seconds should be a breeze. I will not stop the cold showers until I make these 60 seconds, and more.

So, with that stated, today is Day 1 of a new lifestyle.

Expect updates in the future, and of course, special thanks to Joel Runyon. You've pushed me off my ass and onto the impossible, and for that, cheers to you mate.

-Daniel.

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