Merry Christmas!

Preemptive Strike

So here it is, getting close to the end of the year. Like most I have been thinking about the past year pondering the goals that were not accomplished and those that were. Then there is long list of things I am thinking about what I am going to set to accomplish, then not the for the next year. So instead of waiting until the first of the year here is my list:

1. ...
2. ...
3. ...
4. ...
5. ....

That should about do it.

On a more serious note: my main goal this year is to find B&E a job here so they can enjoy the 70 degree weather in December, oh and so Eric and I can work on our longboarding skills and have Rudy's breakfast tacos every day. (This plan will require Chrissta and Brandi to get jobs to support us - get lookin ladies)

Kiss Off

I am not sure if I have said this before or not, but many times my titles or something I say comes from a song, tonight's comes from one of those bands I love, the Violent Femmes. I have been a fan for about as long as I can remember. (At least I since I was 15). I love it, and forget how much I like it, until I hear it again. It takes me back to a fond time.

I had another one of those fun times experiences this evening. B and I were driving some where and Rock of Ages by Def Leppard came on the radio. No sooner did it start and he and I were both singing off key but full of energy at the top of our lungs. Anywho, the thought came to me that he is about the age that I was when that song came out and here he is singing it.... It was kind of cool. Then I had a memory of the song. I was in the 8th grade and at my first Jr High dance. It was a new school for me and I did not know that many folks. The lights were low, and the music was loud, and I finally got the courage to ask someone to dance. We danced a couple of songs, one of them was rock of ages, then I found a friend and we probably did some dumb 8th grade guy things. But then the DJ announced that they were going to be playing the last song. Well I thought I should dance, cause my friend Roger had found some girl. So on the hunt for my prey I went looking for just the right person to close the dance with. After a few awkward looking at some girl in the eye moments, I saw the girl I had danced with earlier. So I smoothly walked up to and asked her to dance. To my relief she said yes. Off we danced for about 2 min... to some Air Supply song. Then all of a sudden the music went off and the lights came on. You know after you have been in the dark for a while, and the lights come on - you cant see so good. So after the blinking and squinting stopped there I stood next to this girl I had been dancing with. After I got a good look at her with the lights on, i was bummed. She looked so much better in the dark... (8th grade boys can be so superficial, and for all I know she could have thought the same)

So what does this have to do with anything? Nothing at all, but isn't that the point of a blog?

I am 185....

Is there anybody out there?

Just noticed that I could compose this in 'Wingdings' why did MS include that as a font in anything? I think that one random day a week should be wingding day. All emails, docs, spreadsheets and power points should be created in wingdings. (Oh and don't tell anyone...)

Now on for some more serious stuff. First I have to thank Page for recommending a great book - "The Power of Full Engagement". http://www.amazon.com/Power-Full-Engagement-Managing-Performance/dp/0743226747
I look forward to our further discussions.
I recommend it to everyone, regardless of your chosen profession. It talks a lot about managing energy rather than time and how to do it. A couple of posts ago I talked about the how there are different parts and needs of whole body. This book addresses that. I am going to completely over simplify one of the concepts, but I think its something every one can use.

The authors talk about defining your core values. I think we all have values, some are included in our religious beliefs, others are values that we came to this earth with and some are values that we develop or nurture over time. One of the values I am trying to become more passionate about is self care. One of the things these guys teach is that to help stay true to your values is to ask your self, as you are making a decision, 'how does this serve my core values'? I have been trying this out and it works well (when I man up and ask the question.) Try it...

So I have another thought that I would like to share. Sorry for the length, but hey its my blog... I have a friend who was recently diagnosed with a potentially fatal brain tumor. He is a couple of years younger than I, a father of three, a great husband, hard worker, super intelligent and talented, and to top it all off he is a fellow Ute. Like most others that I know that have or are fighting or a have lost to this nasty c word, he has thrown all that he has to win the battle. I don't want to make light of what anyone else has gone through to overcome their afflictions, but Rich has flown cross country, a couple of times, to meet with specialists in KC, Cambridge MA, and SLC. They moved their family to SLC so they could be close to familial support and world class treatment at the Huntsman Cancer Institute.

So how does this fit in to Josh's blog about loosing weight?? I have a potentially fatal condition as well. I don't need to take radiation or chemo treatments, I don't have a plethora of pills I need to take, I don't even have to have painful operations to help me with my battle, and the worst part of it all; the condition I have is of my own volition. To beat this I all I have to do is eat right and get off the couch. If I were battling cancer, I know I would do the same as Rich. Why is this so hard?

I am 185...

Tonight

The Biggest Looser is back on for a new season, and another reminder that I am still large and in charge. I realised today that I am really lazy. One of my weaknesses is donuts. I don't mean cream filled, maple bars, long johns, Bismark's, or sprinkled. I mean good old fashion sour cream (cake) donuts. (I do have to admit that I do enjoy a good apple fritter now and then, but since leaving the PacNW I have not found one that is worth the calories.) So today, I was craving a donut, this is not the first craving lately I have had, Saturday was a good donut day at the HEB. So I planned on stopping and grabbing me one and perhaps a chocolate milk or Diet Coke, cause they both go well. But then I decided it was too much hassle and I could not get myself to do it. Not because I thought better of putting fried dough with sugar in my mouth, but because I was too lazy! That is sad.

It was college football opening weekend. These weekends have become a bit of tradition round here. Nothing gets done, and my buddy Kyle does it up right. Its like thanks giving over there, and who can diet on thanksgiving. The sad thing is there is never a good time to diet.

So I am going to say it again and again, I will continue to work at this, its still hard but I am going to make it.

More drible

So once again I am reporting a little less success than I had hoped. Some of me is in denial mode, another part is in i could give a hang, and there is another part that is saying why cant you stick with this?

So I will continue to be honest in the fact that I have a motivation issue and like to eat yummy food that is unhealthy for me. I am reading another book that has inspired me...

So here is a something that I do every night. I lay in bed and visualize my self running freely. thin and fit. Arms like Vin Diesel, abs like Matthew Mcconaughey, and a chest like Daniel Craig.
I mean I feel it. My heart races, and I get nervous, like just before a race, and I feel the power driving in my legs and freedom that comes with running, it is awesome. I drift pleasantly off to sleep, with the full intent on getting my ross out of the sac and do it, really get after it. Then morning rolls around and I am sleeping good, and feeling the nice fan, the and the soft pillow, Xander comes and I put Sponge Bob on and I come up with some excuse....
MAN!

At least I only weigh 185... (I should say lbs in case my positive thinking is on the metric system and converted it to kg)

Go Brandi Go

So today has been an interesting day of reflection and what ifs. It was the first day of school, I heard that a very good friend, fellow Ute, and just all around great guy has a potentially fatal brain tumor, and well I read Brandi's post. (Brandi is one of the coolest chickas I have ever met, oh and she is my sister-in-law).

So check the texashinze.blogspot.com for the back to school stuff. To my friend, I am putting out the positive vibes, prayers and best wishes for you and yours. Brandi you rock... I am right there with you. I will raise you one though. I think I have decided to not only let it all out there, but also put up some not so HOT photos... unless there are some huge objections then I will just block you, or if there is too much humiliation for my poor wife, then I wont. Maybe.

I have not had such a good day as far as the eating goes, again my exercise consisted of walking to and from the car... Not so good. (No Popsicles nor the accompanying brain freeze...)

I am still 185...