From Nothingness to Running Races


I have a really bad habit of starting things without a clear goal and then having it become a barren wasteland of nothingness. But when I am in the process of starting it, I manage to convince myself that “THIS TIME, I’M GONNA MAKE IT WORK.” This blog? Yeah, how’s that working out for me…

I’ve finally had enough of that crap.

To make a long story short, I recently ran my first “official” race. (You see me? That’s my “I’m gonna pass you suckers here in a second” face.)

5k Biggest Loser Run/Walk at Presque Isle

The race itself was pretty cool…a neat environment…great people doing some pretty amazing things…I highly recommend running it (especially if you’ve never done a race before). But that isn’t really the point of the story.

I’m one of those dudes that doesn’t do things for the sake of doing them. When I play a “game”, I play to win. Period. To me it makes no sense to do it any other way. That’s just how I roll.

Now I’m not a “runner”. So I knew that I wouldn’t be “winning” the race and was completely cool with it. But I also knew that it wasn’t worth doing without proper preparation. In order to perform my best, I had to get off my ass and start training. So I did.

Race day came, I ran, finished and then I went home.

After a few hours, I was sitting around, basking in the accomplishment of what I just did and thought to myself, “Now what?” You see, I had put all my energy and all my focus into this race and now it was over.

I didn’t know what to do.

So I did the one thing that I least expected myself to, I signed up for another race. Fun right?

Honestly? Not really.

The thing is, I don’t even particularly like running. It’s not something I enjoy and it’s not something I look forward to. But it’s something to do, something to focus on and something to get better at.

That’s why in some sick, twisted way I enjoy the hell out of it.

It sucks waking up early to run. It sucks hitting the hills before most people are out of bed. It sucks doing sprints in the grocery store parking lot by myself. It sucks knowing that I’m going to be doing it again in a couple of days. And yes, it sucks knowing how much more work and how much better I have to get in the next few weeks.

But come race day, when I go out and set a new personal best time, it will all be worth it. Every last sucky moment.

So now I’m running races. I’m putting in the work and I’m getting better every day. And I’m pretty sure that’s what life is about.

It makes sense to me.


We Rise With Boston

It feels like it was just yesterday that I was writing about Newtown and today Boston is all over my mind.

Those responsible are cowards. Small, tiny, insignificant pieces of human trash…the absolute lowest form of human beings. It doesn’t matter their “why”, what matters is that they allowed evil to dominate in their hearts.

We rise up with you Boston. We stand beside you and we remain next to you. We stand here with love in our hearts and our hand on your shoulder. We are together and we are one.

Always remember, hate and fear will be cast aside and love will triumph.

Be strong Boston. We are with you.

The Island

There will be times when you will feel like you are on an island with nobody around you.

It’s impossible to avoid. It’s part of being human.

Don’t cry about it, don’t whine about, don’t stress over it.

Own that fucking island. Turn it into something beautiful.

That’s how you move forward.

#Health #Nutrition #H2O

Setting my usual mini-tirades aside…

I’ve recently become very serious about my health and nutrition and I feel freaking AWESOME. I know, it’s silly to make such a vague and self-serving statement like that but it’s about the only one that really captures the truth of the matter. I feel great and there is no reason why everyone else shouldn’t feel just as good.

It really is amazing to me how our society promotes garbage food, drinks and snacks and then on the other side of their mouth talk about all the medical issues we face as a country. Do they not realize they are completely related? Do you think cancer, heart problems and other major issues just fall out of the sky and randomly pick people to affect? If you do, you’re bat-shit crazy. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that our Health Care problems are directly related to the food we are putting into our bodies.

Here’s the deal: If we think that we can live a long and prosperous life by filling our bellies with crap fuel, we will pay the price. We will feel like crap, look like crap and perform like crap.

I have absolutely no interest in doing that and neither should you.

So here is my challenge to you: Start today. Go buy yourself a water bottle that holds 20 ounces of water and start drinking it. When you finish, fill it up again and drink it again. Start small, start simple but start today. Your body will thank you.

Do or don’t do…heroes or coward…

Most times, I think we know what we’re supposed. But instead we bury our faces into our job, our booze,  or our busyness. We trick ourselves into believing that we have too much on our plate to say what needs said or do what needs to be done. We are our own worst enemy.

But in the end, something wins and something loses.

It’s scary to do it. To ship. To put ourselves out there for the world to judge us. We know how terrifying it is and we think about it everyday in some way. That’s why we admire the shit out of the ones that do it.

Our choices are simple: Do it and submit ourselves to the heat or do nothing and accept being a coward.

The world is full of cowards. It doesn’t need any more.





We live in a mob rule state these days, where the thoughts we think and words we speak are not our own but have been fed to us.

We aim to be “liked”, “re-tweeted” and “followed”…we sell our souls everyday. We have no shame. It’s the new way…like me, like me, like me…and it’s all bullshit. We know it is. It doesn’t matter. The truth doesn’t matter. The truth doesn’t sell. The truth doesn’t drive traffic. The truth isn’t easily controlled. What sells is what the mob wants. What drives traffic is what the mob wants. What can be controlled is what the mob wants.

“Give me culture.”

“Give me style.”

“Give me nice feelings.”

“Dance like me, sing like me, look like me, talk like me, think like me.”

We’re being played by the greasy politicians who crave and get off on the power of their positions. They play on tragedies and never let a crisis go to waste. They use the media like the tools they are to sing their tune, to dance their dance. The media thinks they’re so smart and cutting edge…they’re monkeys on a string. “Dance monkey, dance.”

They come after the guns in the name of “safety” as they promote pumping our kids full of drugs. They say it’s about looking after the kids as they support aborting thousands of unborn babies each year. They say we live in a dangerous society as they sit surrounded by their armed guards and watch dogs. We live in America, the land of the free…as they strip away our freedoms in the name of safety.

Words, words, words. It’s all bullshit. All of it.

The mob sucks it right up…they believe it…they support it. If you don’t support it, you hate kids…you want to see more death…you are the enemy.

The truth will save us. If we have enough people to speak it. If not…