Sunday, April 4, 2010

I got nothing.......

So it's been some time since I made my first blog post and I've not had much interest or much material to write a follow up. To be honest I'm writing this one on a whim out of sheer boredom.

It's Easter morning. I'm sitting on the couch with the dog, watching an episode of Top Gear that I'm positive I've seen at least 3 times, waiting for my wife to come home from work so we can spend the day at out respective families' homes celebrating the death and resurrection of someone I'm not positive ever lived. I would expand on my crisis of faith but that's way too deep for today.

I don't know if it's the sudden change in weather (here in Pittsburgh PA it's totally grey and snows until late March and then you wake up one morning and it's 55 degrees and sunny and by the end of the week it's in the mid 70's and you have to cut your grass) or if I've hit some turning point in my life (turning 30 really is a trip) but I've become motivated to accomplish many things that I've been putting off for months and in some cases years.

I'm losing weight, quitting drinking (for the most part anyway), cleaning out every corner of my house, looking for a new job, taking up new hobbies and generally feeling good about myself. Sounds silly but it's really a change for me. Not so long ago I was the type of guy who said, "I'll never quit smoking!!!" with a beer in my hand while stuffing my face with some of the most fattening, albeit tasty, food that could be found in a western PA dive bar. Lately I've been eating a lot of albacore tuna and turkey breast. Drinking bottled water (and some homemade wine to be honest, but I made it myself to keep it free of chemicals and preservatives so thats gotta count for something, right?) Riding an exercise bike and joining a gym. (Yes, for those of you who know me I'll repeat that so there is no confusion. Joining a gym.) And I can't wait to get out and go backpacking.

I don't know why I write these things. Half way through that last paragraph I considered deleting all of this because it feels like one giant pat on my own back, but maybe that is what this process is about. Long story short. Get out there and do something to make yourself feel healthy. It took 30 years for me to figure out it is fun. It is.