I remember spending hours and hours sitting around the house, talking to my mother about the Sixties. I was born in 1973, so I obviously missed all of that, but Mom was there.
Deep in her heart, she wanted to be a hippy. She hated the Vietnam War and loved the music, but she was just a bit old for that culture. Plus, she was married to a man enlisted in the Navy, which might have played a factor.
Anyway, she would talk about the countercultural movement of that era with a certain reverence.
My father is still a dedicated smart-ass who was known for doing things others were afraid to do. Yes, that includes running into burning buildings despite his asthma.
I appear to be a combination of my parents, but I didn’t realize just how much of one I was until this morning. You see, I’ve become countercultural in ways I never expected.
Continue reading “When ‘Unhealthy’ Is Mainstream, Become Countercultural”
Yesterday, I wrote about my before and after pics. Yes, I’m very proud of them, and I like to think I have a damn good reason to be proud of them.
To start with, though, I shared them on Facebook. This led to a lot of people mentioning to me they wanted to start along a similar path, but the trouble was just getting started.
Of course, I offered to help in any way that I could because, well, this is a great damn feeling and I want everyone to get to enjoy it as well. I genuinely want to help these folks. They’re friends. You help your friends.
But I also realized something later. A lot of these people want to start but part of the problem is that maybe they’re intimidated by the idea. Maybe it’s something else. Who knows? I’m not going to judge.
Instead, I decided to step up and come up with a few bits of quick advice to help folks get started from a standstill and maybe make their own awesome before and after pics!
Continue reading “Taking The First Step On Your Weight Loss Journey”
As you can see from the above photo, there’s a fat guy on the left and a not-so-fat guy on the right.
Well, that’s me.
Yeah, big damn difference, isn’t it? Then again, 50 lbs is a whole lot of weight. By anyone’s measure, it’s good.
So let’s talk a little bit about what happened with all of this, shall we?
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The title of this blog post is brought to you by a chief I had in the Navy. This was one of his favorite things to remind people as he instructed us in the art of becoming pharmacy technicians. I, personally, never heard him drop it when someone was actually panicking, but I do like to keep this phrase in mind.
The reason it comes up today, though, was because of a TV show I recently binge-watched when I had time. It’s on the Discovery Channel and it’s called Homestead Rescue.
On the show, a man and his son and daughter travel around the country to bail out modern homesteaders who are in over their heads and are about to lose their homesteads.
Much of the time, the problem is that they’re not utilizing the land correctly or they lack certain skills or something, but for the most part, these are people who jumped feet first into something they didn’t really understand.
And then they need someone to bail them out.
Continue reading “A Lack Of Planning On Your Part Is Not An Emergency On Mine”
While I’m not writing as much here as I did in the past, it’s because I’ve been busy with other kinds of writing. For example, I finished a fantasy novel just before New Years that include a lot of the principles you’ve seen here. I’ve also been busy with the day job, which is writing.
But writing doesn’t take all day. I just can’t do it all day, even.
That means I spend far too much time on social media, and there I often see the dogmatic nature of so many who are trying to lose weight.
What I often see is an almost dogmatic approach to weight loss where what they do is easily the bestest option possible.
And it’s dumb.
Continue reading “When Their Dogma Runs Over Their Karma”
Phobias are defined in psychology as an unreasonable fear of something. It’s not like being terrified of bees because you’re allergic and don’t carry an Epi-Pen with you everywhere (hint: You actually can’t).
No, it’s something where your level of fear goes well beyond the norm, and not necessarily because of what you’re afraid of, but of just how afraid you are of a thing.
Being afraid of going outside (agoraphobia) can make sense in some contexts, but not to the point where you absolutely refuse to leave the house, for example.
Well, for a while, my big phobia was turning 39-years-old, and there’s a reason why.
Continue reading “Thirty-Nine”
It’s that time of year again. Trees are set up, mistletoe is hanging in strategic places in your home, and presents are probably already wrapped up and hiding under that big, green piece of vegetation (faux or not) sitting in your living room.
I don’t have a lot to offer this holiday season, but I do have a few thoughts about it.
Continue reading “A Few Thoughts On Christmas”