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The glory of being alone in NYC on big game Sunday.

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I had a pretty good Sunday night all things considered. I know that most of the country were sitting in bars, attending parties, or perched like zombies in front of their TV’s while drinking beer and eating high caloric snacks. There was some sort of big game on that evening. I don’t know as this is one of those nights that I look forward to all year to go out. In peace and quiet. Let me explain. I purposely don’t even pay attention to the game. The commercials now pretty much suck. Two teams I could care less about play in it. The half time show is an abomination and features crappy pop acts that make me want to gag. Seriously, it’s a waste of a whole night for me. I’d rather hit the gym then wash up and head out to a nice restaurant followed by seeing a good movie. You have to understand that living here in NYC we are constantly surrounded by a population of 8 million people who are everywhere. There is hardly ever a time that we are truly alone out in public. Add in the thousands of tourists that jam into the city all year long and it’s a total clusterfuck of humanity here. I sometimes daydream about having this all turn into a zombie apocalypse where I roam the streets hacking off their heads. Also, it’s the slow zombies not those crazy running video game zombies. Eff that. The more I kill the less people there are crowding into everything. I score extra points for lopping off the craniums of undead tourists too! Continue reading The glory of being alone in NYC on big game Sunday.

I conquered Tough Mudder and lived to tell about it! Hoorah!

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Well, that was something out of the ordinary! When going away on vacation the majority of normal people out there do something relaxing and fun. You know, the normal stuff like laying on an island beach, going on a cruise, doing Vegas or Disney, maybe even jetsetting to Europe to see the world. Some even do the staycation thing or hang out visiting family. Nope, not me being the mildly disturbed individual that I am. For some idiotic reason I decided to train for months to start my vacation off with a Tough Mudder which is one of the more grueling events one can partake. They even make you sign a “Death Waiver” to be allowed to participate. Not only is it physically demanding but also mentally taxing especially when running it solo as I did. I targeted the July 12th Upstate NY event. For months leading up to this my nights and many mornings included jogging for miles, lifting weights, and basically living in a gym. Eating healthier. I can’t say that it was a total waste of time as it sure paid off! In fact, I had a blast at the Mudder and actually did pretty well. Other than some minor injuries, bruises, and scrapes I walked off that course feeling like a champ and exhilarated. It was an amazing feeling knowing that I succeeded doing something I set out as a personal goal, and overall not many people can claim to taking on the challenge of this event and conquering it. Definitely not a walk through the park.

I am now a proud member of Mudder Nation! Continue reading I conquered Tough Mudder and lived to tell about it! Hoorah!

Why the heck am I putting myself through this?

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Why are you doing this? Why are you putting your body through this?

I get asked these questions quite frequently when people hear that I am constantly hitting the weights in the gym, or out running three to five miles a night to get ready to participate in a Tough Mudder on July 12. Honestly, there are times when I really don’t know why. Not sure what motivates me but I keep on doing it. I’m well past my younger days of athletics and when my body could recuperate much quicker from the muscle soreness, aches, and pains I incurred after training. I guess it’s that I refuse to give up. It’s very easy to give up. I know many people that just let it all go when hitting a certain age and give in to life’s excesses. Even though my body might have a bit of wear and tear on it after all these years something keeps me going. Something just won’t let me quit. Even when I have days lately when I doubt I can do this, and my mind plays games with my confidence, my heart and soul won’t let me give up. It refuses. There is a nagging voice in the back of my mind that urges me to keep going. Even when I’d rather be out bar hopping with friends, hitting a party, or going out to a gut busting dinner. Failure is not an option.

Why am I doing this to myself? Continue reading Why the heck am I putting myself through this?

Eating alone with my meandering thoughts in NYC

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Sometimes I like to dine alone. Not that I don’t have anyone to eat with and not because I hate people. Well, sometimes I do. Depends on the actions and the people involved. It’s just that sometimes in a city of 8.3 million people I enjoy a moment of solitude away from it all. There are times when I just want to grab a newspaper, read what’s going on in the world, and not converse with anyone. I like to hideaway in one of the local diners with a cup of joe where no one will bother me other than to take my order. I find eating alone almost therapeutic and relaxing. No pressure to babble on about mundane daily things or to partake in any chit chat. Just me, my coffee, my meal, and the paper. That’s all the companionship I need when the feeling to be along hits me. Now, don’t get me wrong as I love being around my friends and loved ones when eating out or going to a bar, but when you are surrounded my millions of people each and every day there comes a time when you just want to be alone for a bit. I have always been a very independent person and been on my lonesome many times throughout my life so having a bite to eat by myself is no big deal. It’s funny the reactions I receive when I tell people this. From shock to amusement. Some feel the same as I do, and there are others who freak out when it comes to dining alone. So many people I speak to have the same fear of going out to a restaurant by themselves as to speaking in public. I don’t understand what the big deal is. Bring something to read or a small laptop to use. Many places have free wifi nowadays. Pass the time while noshing away and surfing the net. Just turn down the volume if watching porn. Most people seem to get a bit weirded out by the creepy dude with all the sex noises coming from his table. Continue reading Eating alone with my meandering thoughts in NYC