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Running Into A Lifestyle Change Head-On With No Fear.

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A major life change is somewhat scary unless you have a plan to tackle it head on. I did, and am now taking life by the throat and laughing at fear’s face. Challenge accepted!

Just after participating in the Cupid’s Undie Run on Valentine’s weekend I decided that I needed a change. Not just giving up something for Lent (if you observe that) that we all go back to doing once it’s over. Not just something for a short while. Not just a New Year’s resolution kind of thing that fades. A real change. It’s never too late. A dramatic one that might just define my life moving forward.

Looking at the many pictures of myself at that event it was obviously clear that I had fallen into a rut. I was fat, bloated, and a bit tired looking. Stress at work, long hours, eating poorly, partying too much, and not getting enough sleep can wear down even the strongest of warriors. I have always thought of myself as indestructible, and my friends used to sometimes wonder how I kept it up. I was getting sick and tired of feeling like crap and knew the time had come. Especially as a guy who has recently hit a certain age I knew that I needed to treat my body better. The human body is a very resilient machine, but a machine needs to be taken care of, and maintained, or it breaks down like any other.

On February 15th the process of Phil 2.0 was initialized……

We can rebuild him……

We have the technology…… Continue reading Running Into A Lifestyle Change Head-On With No Fear.

Fall season is finally here and the rantings continue!

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It’s been a while since I let out my frustrations. So many things that make me want to scream out loud and bang my head against the wall lately. Sometimes, these same irritants come around seasonally, and others come out of left field like a pigeon taking a dump on my head. Let’s start with the most obvious one. And away we go!

1) Pumpkin everything – Really, what the heck? How can such a little used member of the squash family make everyone become so crazed once Labor Day hits? It’s like the population becomes hypnotized and metamorphosizes into zombies craving brains, um, pumpkin flavored everything. Sure, I love me some pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving, but enough is enough. Let’s be real here – most of these over-flavored pumpkin foods and drinks taste like crap anyway. Either way too sweet or just bland.

2) The hot weather – I am so sick of the warm humid swamp ass weather. I am so ready for the cool, crisp, dry and comfortable Fall season. Can Summer please just go away already. I’m done with you. Bye Felicia! Continue reading Fall season is finally here and the rantings continue!

Riding Hell in a Handbasket all the way to NYC

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You ever go through a day and wonder where has all the time gone?

It’s become one of those days that even if I cloned myself there would still not be enough time to get everything done. I am sitting here taking a breather while wolfing down lunch just to type this while on another window trying to answer all my emails. It’s a repetitive vicious cycle that never seems to end. On one side I feel as if I’m all caught up and raring to go as if I’m pumped up on Viagra and Red Bull, and then on the other I’m all limp as a wet noodle running in quicksand and just can’t get invigorated enough to jump over the hump. My brain feels like a bowl of jello, and not one of the good flavors. More like that green lime monstrosity that no one really seems to like. Maybe I need a mental health day soon. A day to chill out with a few drinks and lay in the sun. I really don’t take enough days off. Maybe it’s just me but I feel that if I take a well deserved day off now and now everything will end up as “Hell in a Handbasket”. Then it’s more of a shit show to deal with when I get back. I need a day soon.

Even then, as I close my eyes and let that warm sun drench my face the bluebird of happiness would probably take a seagull sized dump on my head. Isn’t life swell? Continue reading Riding Hell in a Handbasket all the way to NYC

Fleet Week, Letterman, NYC News, and $30 hot dogs.

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Sometimes you read and come across some strange things during the course of the week.

I just read a news article about a hot dog vendor here in NYC that is selling those dirty water dogs along with hot pretzels for $30. Yes – thirty freaking dollars! Are you kidding me? Now, I can see paying maybe $2 for one of those belly bombers but this insane. Obviously, he is feasting upon visitors from overseas that know no better, and even though I’m not a huge fan of most annoying tourists, along with the bridge and tunnel suburbanite crowd that piles into the city on the weekends, even I would put a stop to this jerk if I saw him trying to rip off someone like this. Heck, even I have a bit of ethics in me believe it or not. Maybe sell it for $10…….

Another thing I read today was the story of how a girl’s sweet 16 party was bombarded by flying poop out of the sky! The family and friends were having a get together for her big birthday when feces just came out of the heavens and rained down upon them. They are assuming it was from a plane that had passed and somehow unloaded it’s crapper. Now, my mom and older relatives would always say it’s good luck when a bird poops on you, but I wonder if that would also hold true if big ‘ol Billy Bob dumped his bowels on your head from way up high? Continue reading Fleet Week, Letterman, NYC News, and $30 hot dogs.