PART ONE: At this very minute, it is 5:43 AM, though it will likely be much later when I finish writing and posting this. I have been up since 5:00 AM. So what? So, that’s progress, baby, THAT IS PROGRESS! But let me start with why you haven’t heard from me in the last couple of weeks.
I ch-ch-checked a major accomplishment off my to do list last week. Yeah, it’s a Biggie Smalls of a win for me. In the last couple weeks I have finished my real estate hours and quizzes, passed the national and state exam – on the first try, and been in the process of getting licensed and settling in at a brokerage (for the sake of keeping my blog unfiltered, I will not be dropping the name of the brokerage I am with, if you would like to know so you can make a listing with me in the greater Seattle region, you can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org). I had to take a break from blogging and other things to get this done, but now that it is done, I can get back at it.
My little brother is in town this week and I was catching him up on everything that’s been going on with my self-development/improvement. He seemed pretty blown away at the progress I have made since his wedding. He, immediately, commented on how lean I was upon first seeing me. I am down to 182 pounds (as of yesterday) and feeling fucking awesome. After getting sick over the New Years, I have found it hard to gain weight back to the 190 pounds where I usually sit, but my strength is back up, I just, currently, have a really low body fat percentage. When I was a kid my dad had jumped into glacier-fed Lake Chelan and joked that the reason he wasn’t cold was his extra layer of fat. I never forgot that and have teased him about it since then, but now that I have lost my extra layer of fat, and I do get surprisingly way colder.
Based on actions of my past self, this week should be one that would have me angry or down in the dumps. However, even though my computer mysteriously deleted all my files for no apparent reason – literally all of them, and even though there is a certain level of stress that coincides with starting a new career, my demeanor is confident, collected, and I am ready to swan-dive into this new venture. I started writing a book about a month ago and one of the chapters I had already penned was one of the files I lost. I had sent the other chapters to a friend to see if it was a book he would actually read, but Chapter Three had not made it to that, or any other, friend. My new stance: It was probably a decent chapter, but maybe I can rewrite it to make it even better; it was good practice.
Alright, I am going to take a break, as it is now almost 6:00 AM, and I am going to hit the gym.
PART TWO: Holy Moly! That was a solid gym, sauna, meditation, and cold shower sesh! I feel infuckingcredible.
Expanding on that, let’s get into fitness. So, my gym routine is staying at a steady 4-6x per week for weights. Cardio on occasion – I should do a little more running, and I try to get a session of yoga in once a week. My problem is that I am having a hard time gaining my weight back after getting sick a month ago, as mentioned above, so doing additional cardio is not going to help that. Also, I think that this ongoing shoulder pain is hindering my upper body gains, as I can’t lift very heavy on chest or shoulders at the moment. I’m trying some rehab exercises, but if this persists, I am going to have to get into a specialist. I was getting AT LEAST one ski day in a week, but that has subsided since I decided to put everything aside to finish getting my real estate license. Now that that is done, I am hoping to get a couple days in per week to finish off the season strong, though it’s likely I may get too busy to do so. Ugh, responsibility.
I, actually, have an awesome weekend planned out. Tonight, one of my best buds is coming to hang out to go watch Robert Kelly with me at the Parlor Live in Bellevue. If you don’t know Robert Kelly, he is a New York comedian from Boston (New York now, Boston is where he started) who runs in the same circle as Bill Burr, Jim Norton, the late Patrice O’Neal, etc. He has a podcast called, “YOU KNOW WHAT, DUDE!,” which I used to listen to regularly. He was also a regular on “Opie and Anthony” before the show disbanded due to Anthony Cumia being a racist douche on Twitter. Although I have since unsubscribed from Sirius XM, I imagine he is still regularly on the Jim and Sam show (which kind of is the replacement for O&A), regardless there are plenty of podcasts that he is a guest on besides his own. Anyways, Robert Kelly is hilarious and I have been wanting to see him LIVE for many years.
On Saturday, I am hoping to skate off to get a day of turns in at Stevens Pass, and then, in the evening, I am meeting up with my little brother, my sister-in-law, and some of his friends in Seattle. And, lastly, Sunday is my youngest sister’s birthday party, she’s now 17, and we are all getting together at my father’s place to have a cRaZy celebration. All-in-all, a kick ass schedule is laid out before me for the coming few days.
These kick ass weekends used to include alcohol. When I saw my brother the other night, all my siblings were drinking. I, of course, was not. Thing is, I want to drink a beer, but thinking about it no longer weighs me down. I am past needing to have alcohol at all, and had a rad time without it. The only time I want alcohol is when I catch the scent of a beer I actually want to drink… I tend to love certain IPAs, sours, and, honestly, many others. Truth is, I just like beer. It tastes delicious, but my need for it is gone, and that is something I am pretty happy about. Grateful, even.
Which brings me to my last point of the morning: Gratitude. Gratitude is something I have struggled with, especially during hard times. The reality is, there is a lot to be thankful for and trying to train my brain to realize what it is I’m thankful for has helped change my outlook lately, even through events that would otherwise put me in a negative place, like losing every single one of my motherfucking files and documents. Whenever I’m ungracious, overwhelmed, or just indifferent, I can just go outside for a run, into the mountains for a hike, sit in a chair and meditate, etc. The options are truly endless. Finances can be fixed, relationships can (often) be fixed, being gracious is the antidote for the negativity that stems from your hardships. It’s the fix.
So, what am I grateful for? Here are five things:
- A girlfriend who has sat by my side while I have been sorting through my brain’s internal complications, personal bullshit, and career.
- The outdoors and the hobbies I have in them that bring me pure and utter joy.
- My new real estate career and the accomplishment of taking the first step to get started on a path I could actually dig.
- My physical health, and, increasingly better, mental health.
- Friends and Family that have my back 100%.
Now, what are you grateful for? What are you taking for granted or putting a negative spin on? Once you figure that out, all you have to do is make the decision to reframe your thinking… Not easy, but doable. Get after it.
Cheers 🤙 ,