One time I went to Chicago and I made a new friend.
And when I got home to Kentucky, I told my other friend that he should start following my new friend’s blog.
Then yesterday those two friends got married.
I read this quote recently.
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
It’s attributed to Oscar Wilde, but so is a lot of stuff on the Internet. He may be second only to Marilyn Monroe.
Anyway. It struck me. Am I living? Or just getting by? Paying the bills and eating and working and working out. Is that life? Is constant scrolling through social media feeds and words on a screen really the point?
I have new goals and aspirations. Things are changing for me. For the better. As a person in his early 30s, it may be a little late for hopeful idealism but I’ve always been a late bloomer.
So for now… please accept this strong ellipsis as a placeholder while I’m away trying to figure out how to live.
- Scored a new 20# PR on push press vs. last month’s 1 rep max.
- Did a WOD version of the Army PFT and discovered another reason I am not cut out for military life.
- Ran 2 miles in 18:43. Am ready for half marathon now?
Hey… wanna run another half marathon?
— My brain just now
I had a salad for lunch.
A big salad. With lots of green stuff and some fruit and carrots and nuts and leftover roasted chicken. (I have so much leftover roasted chicken).
It’s Day 29 of Whole30. This is only the third time I’ve had salad this month I think. I expected that I was going to eat them a lot but I think maybe I’ve learned how to cook and enjoy different foods.
Anyway… I wanted a salad today and it was good and I’m sure you’re all happy to know that.
I think 12 days is maybe the longest hiatus I’ve taken from posting on Tumblr since I joined. I’m not sure where I fit in here anymore. Not that there’s anything wrong with it… it just consumes a lot of my time and maybe an occasional pull-back is needed.
I don’t know what to post anymore, you know? I’m bored of my workout posts and I already stockpile recipes in other places. I could do some creative writing but I’m not that creative. And, if I’m totally honest, I don’t want to be totally honest (or at least totally transparent) in a very public format. Maybe I should turn this into a reblog blog of funny gifs and memes. There probably aren’t enough of those on Tumblr.
I could turn this into an occasional coffee date blog. That’s still a thing, right?
I could tell you how today is Day 21 of Whole30 and I kind of love the way I feel now that the hard craving/withdrawal phase has passed. Or how I disobeyed the program and weighed myself and was satisfied with the results but also didn’t even care so much because I actually feel better.
And I could throw in that I’ve set 5 new PRs at CrossFit since starting Whole30, including a new back squat 1 rep max that I’ve been chasing for over a year because it is one of my weakest areas. Truthfully I have a lot of weak areas but I’m working on them.
And how Sunday was two months without a cigarette and it pains me to think how much money and time I wasted on a habit that was damaging but at the time I enjoyed. But I don’t think I’ll ever be one of those reformed ex-smokers who laments on how nasty it is, though I can’t imagine having one anymore. At least not today anyway.
And how work is good and so are other things. And 2014 is off to a fairly good start personally and professionally.
And then maybe we’d have some more coffee. Black.