I start today with 200 days remaining for 2020. What will I do with those days?

There have been many 200s before. They come into an environment with vague parameters and no tracking, just optimism for a positive shift. They are all painted over by lethargic, ashen brushstrokes.

Where I once pinned a hope onto 2020 for a breakout year, instead, the 55% remaining will be a year of investment into my capabilities, whether in physical fitness or mental prowess. It's far too easy to reach our 40s and glide down the rest of our life.

We are not locked down; our brains don't solidify into a concrete mass. There is so much more that's out there...

Soon, my training regimen will begin. I'm four days into the push into the New Year and haven't given much thought about workouts, as I've waited for the initial weightloss, those first feelings of lighter feet, to kick everything off. Plus, there's value in a graduated approach instead of rushing everything up the first day.

While its development is critical for this year's success, writing about workouts doesn't exactly evoke an effusive passage.

Frankly, I get bored with workouts in of themselves. Who doesn't? They are...repetitive. I've been at a crossroads as to how I want to extend my workout time beyond training. I'm leaning more toward my recent consumption of audiobooks via my local library's app. I can never get enough of nonfiction—crank it up 2.0-3.0X and ride that Reading Rainbow. There was once a time when I'd subscribe for a single audiobook for $15 from Amazon, whereas for May alone, I ate up 27 audiobooks for FREE. That's kind of a big deal.

But, I remain undecided with what direction I'll take it. Ultimately, it's GOTTA be something that encourages the time spent in my gym.

I just came indoors from this year's first session of sun soaking. It was a quick ride around the block in the DeLorean. And like in recent years, I brought along my 🍹 Sun Soaking ☀ playlist.

There's a certain simplicity about it, a disparate avenue away from systemic, virtual chrono-haggling that is so pervasive online. May I never spin the wheel that lands on the latest to foment a foaming torrent! Instead, forever I shall scroll across the landscape of my sphere of both context and reality. And right now, it involves a fitness countdown to the New Year. Eating right. Working out. Expanding my horizon.

And with a little luck, some sun.