Look, I’ll be the first one to admit that it’s hard to pass up a night out on the town here in NYC. Put a booze filled cocktail in front of me along with a great steak dinner and Phil is a happy boy! I just can’t give up going out with my friends, or meeting up with them at some hot spot for a fun time. I know I have some of the “Peter Pan complex” in me. I just can’t grow up. Maybe it’s because I refuse to. I see too many people that once they hit their 30’s and 40’s they kind of give up on the things they loved along the years. Not saying that everyone needs to be hard partiers their whole life, but I kind of see the alternative as a bit boring too. I know major life events change people – relationships, marriage, children, etc – but do they have to give up on everything they did before that? The fun stuff?
I’m sitting here in my fav weekend cafe where you’ll normally find me with my computer, and on my third cup of coffee trying to shake the hangover cobwebs out of my head. Still thinking about the terrific happy hour last night in an underground lair where I drank way too much, then followed by a jaunt across town in the rain to a steakhouse to end the night with more cocktails and engaging conversation over a medium rare mouth watering filet mignon. Somehow stumbled home around 1:30 and fell into the bed. Did I drink too much last night? Maybe? Spent too much cash? That steak and sazerac cocktail was sure worth it. Do I regret not just going home, hitting the gym, then calling it a night? Hell no! Life is short and time to play is a must. Everyone deserves a cheat day now and then. Mine was last night. Back in the gym today and be good. Maybe at my age I should slow down a bit. Nah! Even though recovery takes a little longer nowadays I refuse to give in to age. You know that saying about “aging gracefully”? I call bullshit on that! There is a big difference of being older and being old. Being old conjures up images of retiring to Florida, watching the grass grow, and hitting up the seniors specials for dinner. Not me, no way. Heck, I know people around me that are already old and they are a lot younger than I am. I’ll fight it and party on until I’m dragged away kicking and screaming. Still love going out, attending heavy metal concerts, lifting weights, travelling, dancing, eating well, and enjoying everything NYC has to offer. Why stop because you get a little older?
Which brings me to the fact that to keep doing all this nonsense I need to keep working out. The joke among my friends and I are that we keep exercising so we can keep eating and drinking. It’s a nasty loop that won’t end. Well, I could stop working out but then I would ballon up to the size of Jabba the Hut. It’s also why I started to get back into my serious training regimen again. Hardcore heavy weight training, cardio, and eating better overall. Even cooking dinners now. After the Tough Mudder I ran back in July I lightened up on the gym sessions, but now I’m back in on a mission. Started the week of Thanksgiving with turkey day being my one cheat day. I wasn’t going to wait until New Years to get my ass in gear. There are enough noobs out there who will wait until January 1st and start up the “New Years Resolution” garbage. Why wait when you can get a head start and do it now? Well, I might wait until this hangover is totally gone today before hitting the gym later. No one wants to see me vomit on the squat rack.
You ever wonder why it rains right after getting a shoe shine? I think for a man there is something so old-school pleasureable about sitting up in that chair, reading the paper, and having a pro shine your shoes for a few dollars. My shoes looked killer. Shiny and black. It was a good day. Then, it had to go and freaking rain. A lot. Dammit! It’s like that same feeling you get after taking a nice shower, being all fresh and clean, when all of a sudden you need to take a dump. The kind that’s a bowl destroyer. WTF??? Why lord, why?
Is it just me or am I the only one who hated the movie “Frozen”? I just don’t get it. I didn’t think it was all it was cracked up to be. Now that friggin’ movie and it’s bland characters are everywhere. I’m a Disney fan and love the movies and going to DisneyWorld, but I just don’t get the allure of it. I think it’s highly overrated and can’t compare to many of their other animated features. I found the movie boring too. I guess it’s a good movie for the girls and teaches them to be empowered as individuals, or some righteous message like that. It’s the Disney version of an animated “chick flick”. ( My gal hates when I use that term, but it is! ) Honestly, I think Olaf is the Disney equivalent of Jar Jar Binks. Blah. Now Disney is promoting the crap out of it in their parks and changing things to have Frozen included. Everywhere. If I hear that song “Let It Go” one more time……
I always wonder how all the Christmas tree stands seem to pop up overnight here in NYC right after Thanksgiving ends. It’s uncanny. Like at the stroke of midnight they magically appear. It’s great if you enjoy a real tree for the holidays, and I love the smell of the trees as I walk by them. With this wacky weather we’ve been getting I’ll wait until a few days before December 25th to actually buy one. It’s gone from 30 degrees last week to 50 and raining today. Yet, I just saw a few people dragging soaking wet trees back to their apartments. Why? They are just going to get all dried out and become a mess of needles on the floor over the next three weeks. You’ll be pulling pine needles out of your ass until February. I still have that image of the squirrel scene in my head from “Christmas Vacation” every time I get a tree. Or walk by those stands. Love that movie.