A Self Checklist...

I haven’t been patient.
I've been kind at times. (+1)
I have envied a lot.
I boasted in my mind about how great I was.
I was very proud of myself.
I wasn’t really rude…so I have that going for me. (+2)
I was DEFINITELY self-seeking.
I was very easily angered.
I kept a long list of things done wrong.
I didn’t delight in evil, which is good. (+3)
But I haven't been rejoicing in truth.
I tried to protect, but I didn’t protect from my words.
I struggled to trust.
I did hope. (+4)
But through it all...we persevered! (+5)

LOVE NEVER FAILS.
Even when I do.

Next....

Life is moving. Life is good. Life is hard. I guess that's how it's supposed to be.

Here's the highlights:
- Same job. Working as a CA.
- Finishing prereqs. Sucky, but I'll be done at the end of the summer.
- Future job. On it's way. I know where I want to go, now I just need to know how to get in and how to pay for it.
- Girlfriend. You bet. I'm truly learning what it means to be with someone who makes you a better person.
- Roommates. Awesome. 2 of them are headed to Cuba for a week, 1 is going to Houston, so it looks like it's just me and my boy Coulter for a while.

Life is moving pretty fast. But I'm taking the time to stop and look around. So don't worry Matthew Broderick...I'm doing ok.

4 moments in Kansas

This last weekend I went back to Manhattan and Kansas City. It was amazing of a reunion as I could have hoped for. The weekend consisted of catching up, baseball, settlers, stories, craps, homework, redbull, laughter, seizures, backgammon, church, movies, depth, and exhaustion. Within this weekend there were 4 moments that meant more to me than anyone will know.

1) Alumni Baseball Game. My childhood and baseball are synonyms. Every summer I played for an extremely talented little league baseball team. We would win NBC state every year and head off to nationals each August. We won the NBC Little League World Series in Minnesota when I was 14. Playing this final game of baseball with all of my college friends around was phenomenal. It didn't matter that I went 0-2 with a BB (even though I did hit a homerun in warmups). It mattered that I spent that afternoon playing a beautiful game with my close friends.

2) Craps in Topeka. This part of my weekend is all about fun. Roadtrips at 8pm to a casino with some of the funnest people I know. Anytime you can gather 5 hilarious people around one end of a craps table, AND the roller goes on a heater is going to be a great time. Especially being able to spend time with Guinty and Tim (I mean Roth).

3) A simple slap on the back. It was the smallest of moments, but when we were at Church in Kansas City the pact crew (minus 1) was sitting on the pews when Josh Tedder slapped me in the back and said that he was glad I was there. It was a small gesture and it came from no where. I felt loved right then. It was a good feeling.

4) Coffee shop with Marion. For a few hours on Monday, Marion Griffin and I sat at a coffee shop talking about our lives and our friends. We rehashed about the most recent issues flooding our minds and eventually landed on the topic of image and roles that we project to friends and strangers. Marion said some of the most genuinely nice things anyone's ever said to me. I think it helped me reconcile my life in Kansas City with my life in Austin. (Marion you're going to be a great therapist).

These are just a few moments in a weekend full of amazing moments.

forced to choose favorites (music edition)

I got a new mp3 player a few days ago. It's not big, so it requires me to choose only my favorite artists. Thay are (in no order):

- Iron and Wine
- Sufjan Stevens
- The Avett Brothers
- Vampire Weekend
- Radiohead
- Mumford and Sons
- Sigur Ros
- Local Natives
- Jack Johnson
- MGMT
- Guster
- Fleet Foxes
- Explosions in the Sky
- Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros
- Dave Matthews Band
- Counting Crows
- Bon Iver

I'm very proud of this list.

when the question is usually the answer...i get confused

How do you become more disciplined?

Being disciplined is usually the ANSWER to questions, not the question itself.

How do I get better at guitar?
You discipline yourself to sit down and work on it.
How do I connect with God better?
You discipline yourself to read the Bible everyday.
How do I become a better student?
You discipline yourself to go to a coffee shop and do the homework without looking at Netflix.

But how do you become more disciplined? No clue. I guess the answer is "just do it." After 25 years of living with myself, I know that I am undisciplined. I think the answer is to surround myself with people like Josh Tedder and Coulter Goodman who are extremely disciplined people. I guess...

Ok, enough of that. I have South Park and LOST to watch on Netflix.

I'm going to brag for a minute...

Sorry for the hiatus. But I'm returning (not fully returned...but working on it)

I've been working as a Clinical Assistant for Brackenridge Hospital for about 4 months now. A short job description for my job is to help people for 8-12 hours each day. I really only have one official task and that is to take blood pressure and temperatures for the patients on my floor. After that, help people. Help the nurses by drawing blood, emptying fluid drains, transporting/moving patients, walking patients as part of their physical therapy. Helping the charge nurse by answering phones, knowing where the different paperwork is kept, getting rooms set up. Helping patients by giving baths, handing out food trays, changing bed sheets, and keeping an eye on the more "interesting" patients. Therefore, since I like helping people, I like my job.

I had my job evaluation two days ago. It's a nerve racking task, because I sit with my boss (who is not known for coddling people) for about an hour and talk about all the things you do well and poorly in the hospital. She reminds me of the principal or assistant principal who you DON'T want to see in highschool when you get in trouble. So I was quite nervous.

Within 30 seconds of being in her office I knew everything was going to be just fine. She had the nicest things to say to me. In fact, I think they were the nicest things anyone has ever said to me by someone who doesn't love me (so not including family, girlfriends, friends, etc...). She raved about my ability to pick up things quickly, to be available for helping others, my interaction/attitude with the nursing staff, and just about every aspect of the job. I don't think she had a single negative thing to say about me. She wanted me to start getting involved in committees and meetings in order to be more of a leader on the floor, and said she was eager to write me a letter of recommendation for nursing school. I walked out of her office floating on air, and ready to conquer the world.

I realize most of this blog post has been about how great I am. Really I'm imaging my mother being the only one who reads it, so I am directing this post towards her and she doesn't seem to get tired of hearing how great I am. I'm going to try and post more....well see if it happens.

Nonetheless...

Martin Luther King Jr. was put in prison multiple times in his life. During that time he wrote letters, organized his mind, and refocused his thoughts. I envy that. I don't actually want to do any crimes or do things that are wrong, but I've often wished I were locked away in prison. Prison would allow me to appreciate things more, allow me to refocus my life, allow me to write the books I've always wanted to write, and allow me perspective. I recognize my own naivety in these wishes, but I still think them nonetheless.

For some reason I can't refocus my life on my own. I doubt I ever actually write the books that I've wanted to write, I doubt I'll ever truly appreciate things the way I should, and I doubt I'll ever live truly significantly. But I still wish them nonetheless.

Only a handful of people are chosen to be remembered years after their time is done. Only a small collection of people were chosen to be represented in the Bible. I can only think of maybe 10 people who were alive 1000 years ago. My name will not be remembered in 1000 years, but I wish it nonetheless.

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"Things that you Think" by Ben Folds and Pomplamoose

In 1450, there were about 100 new books published.
Last year there were more than a million.
A new book comes out every 30 seconds.
It would take me 15 years just to read the titles of every book ever written.

You're going to watch TV tonight?
Fair enough, I suppose...

Our universe consists of between 30-50 billion trillion stars.
Arranged in 80-140 billion galaxies.
Our nearest neighboring star is called proxima centuri and it's 4 light years away.

We need some bread, but it's really hot outside and I can't be bothered to walk around the corner...

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how to jason bourne your way into a job...

if you want the reader's digest version of the story, jump to the ======== marks


here's the story of me finding work in Austin. it's a strange one, and there may be some lessons in there somewhere, but more than anything, it's luck.

PART 1: since moving to austin, i have a standard procedure when walking into any place of business. sample conversation:

them: "hi, welcome to _______"
me: "thanks, are you guys hiring right now?"
them: "i don't think we are right now, but you can always fill out an application"

the morning walked into the Lift Cafe with my friend Nic, I assumed the conversation would be the same. but instead of "i don't think we are right now" i heard "actually i think we might be." this was the first time i'd heard such a statement, and decided to act. i filled out my application, chatted with the manager, and found myself having an interview monday monring.

PART 2: on monday morning i came in about 9:45am to find out that the manager was not going to be in that morning and to come back tuesday. but i did chat with Ally, an assistant manager for about 20 minutes. we talked about the church she went to, and she directed me to how that church finds places to live (which is my biggest lead on an apartment right now). the conversation went great, and as i handed her my resume she became even more impressed (her major was also counseling). i left that afternoon feeling ubber confident.

PART 3: the interview on tuesday started well. manager tom was asking a lot of questions and the tone of the interview turned from "if you work here" to "when you work here." but then something HORRIBLE happened. he said that there weren't any current positions available but that it would be great if i could be an "on call barista." this means that he didn't want me on the schedule but on a random day i might get my chance to come in if someone else is sick. similar to a AAA pitcher being called to the big leagues. i obviously thought this was a load of crap, but didn't let him in on that. after about 2 more minutes of talking i decided to ask if it would be alright if i at least got trained, so that i could know what i was doing if i got called up (my real motivation was to be able to put "trained as a barista" on my resume). immediately tom seemed impressed and said, "actually, that's a great idea, why don't we get you trained, start you out at minimum wage, and see how things go. come by tomorrow at 9am."

PART 4: my training day went really well, and tom and the others seemed impressed with my work (even though i'd never worked at a coffee shop and did NOT know the difference between a cappiccino or latte (and i still don't know how to spell cappiccino). eventually tom left without telling me if i should come in again for training, and his wife, manager tori came in the shop. while she was here, she was surprised that tom had 'hired' a new person (she didn't know i was only training). and she talked to me about my availability and she put me on the schedule for the next 2 weeks.

PART 5: after working there a week and being fully trained i was introduced to the owners as 'the new employee.' i'm fully on the schedule and have impressed them all. so in summary, if you want a job. you have to ignore a manager who says "we aren't hiring right now" you have to rely on some miscommunication between two different managers, and you have actually be good at whatever you're doing. it's that easy.

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summary of how i got a job:
- went to coffee shop with a friend and filled out application.
- had interview where manager tom said, "no positions available, sorry"
- asked if i could be trained as a barista in case a position opened up
- tom agreed to train me the next day
- the next day manager tori comes in and didn't know i was going to be trained, and assumed i was a new employee
- tori put me on the schedule
- impressed them with my work abilities that they end up hiring me anyway

Problems and Solutions AKA Blessings

PROBLEM: I was struggling to stay focused, determined, and driven while in Kansas City.
SOLUTION: I moved to Austin TX. (I write this blog in a coffee shop in Austin)

PROBLEM: My last visit in Kansas was to my mother's friend who happens to be a professor of nursing at Wichita State. As I left her house, I turned to say goodbye and accidentally hugged her. I have been used to hugging people goodbye over the last few weeks, and forgot exactly where I was...
SOLUTION: She laughed at me, and I laughed my way home.

PROBLEM: My first day in Austin my truck broke down and I thought it was going to be beyond repair.
SOLUTION: Though it looked horrible, it turns out the car only lost a pin that kept the wheel where it needed to be. Total cost to repair: $150. Amazing.

PROBLEM: I don't have a job, home, or church in Austin.
SOLUTION: I have worked on getting all 3 of those things, and am currently waiting to hear back from the Hiring Coordinator at the hospital here, I have found a place to live which will be nice and cheap, and I have meetings set up this week to meet with pastors at 2 local churches.

PROBLEM: I have a test in 14 days to qualify for a better job at the hospital and become a fully licensed EMT-Basic.
SOLUTION: 3 straight days of coffee shop studying. I only took a 10 minute break to write this post now. I grow more and more confident in my ability to pass this test as I study more and more.

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Though it is possible that all of these things will not work out, I am fully satisfied in my own approach to the problems. I have worked hard and feel like God is blessing me with solving each small problem at a time.

life update

here's a list of the top 5 most important things in my life right now. no particular order:

1 - school. i realized that if you are a tweet only follower, you may be confused. about 2 years ago a tweet would have said, "so glad i'm finally done with school." and a tweet from a few days ago said, "there's a 16 year old in my human anatomy class. so do i have a 9 year advantage on him, or does he have a 9 year advantage on me?" I have returned to school. i have chosen a career. and i have chosen a few different paths to get me there. wish me luck. i'll need it.

2 - workout. it just started today. but my friend woodard and i have a friendly wager on doing a disciplined workout. if you want the details, ask me. lets just say that "paradoxical harmony" is an appropriate title for this endeavor as well.

3 - tweeting. it's true. i'm making a top 5 list and tweeting has to go on the list. i now have 2 twitter accounts. one as me and another as a hobby. no i wont tell you my other twitter name. you may already be my friend...dun dun dun....

4 - panera bread. i spend at least 3 nights a week studying at panera bread. they know me as the annoying guy who doesn't leave until he's forced out the door. amber the cute girl who wears too much make-up is a fun conversationalist...but panera is my dome of studying.

5 - max. max is my friend who is 8 years old and has cerebral palsy and severe brain damage. his family pays me to come over and watch out for him, clean him up, feed him, and do the same to their other 3 boys. i'm a glorified nanny, except for the glorified part.

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if you would have asked me my top 5 list about 2 weeks ago it would have been like this:

1-school.
2-tedder's wedding
3-chinese food (i ate chinese 4 days in a row without realizing it...now you see the reason for #2 on the above list)
4-tv watching (how i met your mother, parenthood, glee, and house)
5-tedder's wedding (i know i already said it...but it was a big deal)

car troubles...

i've never been a conspiracy theorist. but i think i've found one that's true.

skip to after the ---- if you don't want the long story.

my green GMC sonoma was given to me as a hand me down from my father when i was 16. since my junior year of highschool i have loved this little truck. it's had it's share of close calls, battled a deer and won, gave me the sympathy needed to get 'warnings' instead of 'tickets', and had a bad experience with red slushy drinks in the passenger seat when i hit the brake too hard. it's a beautiful vehicle and i want all my vehicles to be just like this one.

when i received my truck in 2001, i was very grateful. my dad bought it new and had acquired around 125,000 miles on it. mentally, i told myself that i would care for this truck till it reached it's 200,000 landmark. at that point i would stop putting money into it, and when something happened that required a big fix, it would be time to get a new car.

as the miles crept closer and closer i got more and more excited to get to 200,000 miles. i imagined buying a bottle of champagne and putting it in my car. then whoever my destination was to see at 200,000 miles we would share in our joy, and drink to my green-hail-damaged friend. even if i was getting gas, then the gas attendant and i would share a glass of bubbly.

last weekend i drove to manhattan. at 199,554 miles on the odometer, my beautiful, magnificent, full of life vehicle, began to limp. true to my promise, i fixed it. a final last big fix before 200,000 miles.

the conspiracy comes in 2 forms. 1-if you make plans, something will challenge those plans at the last minute. i had a difficult time deciding whether to put these final big bucks into the vehicle or not. 2-if you take your car in for a quick tune up or oil change...you will have major problems directly after.

the sticker in the top left corner of my windshield said "next oil change 190,521 or 11/2009." when it turned "199,300" and it was "8/2010" i decided that i should probably take it in to change the oil. i had no problems with my beauty, but it was time to be safe. 1 week later and only 200 miles down the road i was calling AAA to get it towed.

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basically what happened to my car is that i took it to the dentist to get a cleaning after a LONG time of not seeing the dentist. 1 week after the dentist, my car cracked a tooth. it's just not right.

i'll still probably put that champagne in there. so invite me over if you want to be the big winner! probably sometime in the next 2 weeks.

My life as television...

I have seen every episode of these television shows. I have ranked them from favorite to least favorite. Keep in mind that if I watched every episode, I obviously loved the show. Some shows I started, realized how dumb they were, and stopped (Grey's Anatomy, the O.C., etc...) Some shows are still going, others ended a long time ago.

FRIENDS - everything can be traced back to an episode of friends. especially now that I am 24, which is the age all of the characters started in Season 1 of FRIENDS.

LOST - if you've never watched LOST, now is the time. It's 6 seasons of amazing writing. no show has kept me more engaged for so long. 24, eat your heart out.

West Wing - if you want to know about the government, political ideas, why democrats do what they do, then watch the West Wing. the speed of the conversation almost needs a few watches to understand, but once you do, you can't stop thinking about this show.

Arrested Development - best ridiculous comedy out there. like scrubs, but about a family, and much more funny.

How I Met Your Mother - things in HIMYM remind me of FRIENDS. while the writing is better, and the characters are more funny, you don't find yourself identifying with the characters the way you do on Friends.

Rescue Me - most intense show i've ever seen. i found myself watching most episodes with my eyes wide open and shocked at what ends up happening. and the comedy catches you off guard so it ends up being hilarious.

Scrubs - if you ever need a pick-me-up, pop in Scrubs. so ridiculous and you love the characters.

Gilmore Girls - fast and hilarious. i believe that if this show had a different title, that tons of guys would love it. but they dismiss it because it has "Girls" in the title. so funny.

Dorm Life (webisode) - you can find these at www.dorm-life.com. so so funny. ridiculous characters, and you can waste a lot of time watching these 10 min. long videos. so good.

Freaks and Geeks - good writing. rough acting. it's only 2 seasons so it's worth a watch.

House - House is rough. it's interesting, and intense, but after watching it once, I never find myself wanting to watch it again.

Dragonball Z - 6th grade. how i miss thee. from the vegeta series to boo, i watched it all. we would watch them while playing starcraft and where in the world is carmen san diego.

Sopranos - after a while, this show slows way way down. the first season is good, but after that it just became a grind to finish. but unlike a lot of people, i really liked the way it ended.

i'm debating which show i should watch next. anyone have thoughts:
- Weeds
- Dexter
- Breaking Bad
- Mad Men
- Criminal Minds
- other...

Canal Diving, Bike Riding, Electricity...

Better late than Never. A story from Africa...

Our first day at the Drakensburg Amphitheatre. After being shown around and eating some lunch we rented bicycles and went on a ride. First off, the bikes s u c k e d. (i'm trying this new spacing thing on words I emphasize...we'll see how it goes). My bike had a flat tire and the brake would constantly rub on the wheel, Tedder's tire went WAY flat and couldn't change gears, and our new friend Mohinder (not his real name...i don't remember his real name), his bike had a bad seat, tires rubbed on the brake, and his gears didn't work. Yikes.

Riding along the grass in the open field was rough, with bumps and holes all over the place. Tedder and Woodard had a bet to see who was going to fall first. Woodard both lost the bet, and was the one who fell. The field was tough to navigate through because our map was hand drawn and had things like "fence" and "pathway" as markers (the whole place was filled with fences and pathways). Eventually we made it to a gate and canal where we stopped and took pictures. We stood on the ledge that bridged across the canal. Woodard, slightly afraid of standing on ledges, thought death was imminent if we fell. I disagreed, and led to me discovering just how deep the canal was. The only way to discover...experiments!

I don't know why stuff like this makes me so happy. I love the random side adventures that come with traveling. Tiny moments where you have to decide to do something a little dumb and a lot of fun. Jumping in lakes fully clothed, going up to strangers and talking to them (not attractive girls though, that's too terrifying), being the first to jump off the cliff at Pillsbury...moments like that. They are tiny moments that remind me that life is supposed to be fun and experienced.

So after getting into the canal, and discovering it's well over my head, we adventured onward. I put my clothes back on and started riding down a dirt road. We were all separated by about 50 yards or so and I was in the front. While I was riding, all of a sudden, I felt something sharp poking me in my leg. It felt like a sharp object poking me in my inner right thigh. So I adjusted, but then it felt like a sharp object in my inner left thigh. It hurt like hell, so I stopped my bike and got off. Then something started poking my hand. It freaked the hell out of me!

As the rest of the boys caught up to me I heard them all saying things like "ow", "what the hell", "something is stinging me". Then we all looked up. We were riding under some MAJOR electric lines. These are the heavy duty ones with about 20 wires, thick wires, going along a highway. The electricity from those wires, over 6 stories above us, caused us to get shocked by any metal we touched. So the metal just under my seat was touching my thigh and when I braked, my hand touched a tiny metal screw next to the hand brake.

We sprinted away from under the wires. Still a little spooked. It's scary to think that you are getting poked or stung all over your body without seeing the reason.

stories to come...

fear not. africa stories will come as soon as i have regular internet.

summary of trip = adventurous, beautiful, hilarious.

i'm rereading Catcher in the Rye. this means that, once again, i'm inspired to be a writer. i'll practice by writing my stories on this blog. i'll be home in 3-4 days. love.

waking up without an alarm clock...

it amazes me how much time can be wasted in front of a TV. yesterday i had a list of things i wanted to do once i got back from wichita. reading, writing, rowing, working on the deck, and other things. i started off by watching "Cash Cab" with dinner. i finally turned the TV off after 'you've got mail' at 12:30 at night. what a wasted day (even though i do love you've got mail)

i love living at he lake. though i haven't been as productive as i would have liked, i'm still love being here. my favorite aspect is waking up without an alarm clock. i wake up with the sun shining in my room around 8:00 and finally get out of bed around 9:30 or so. there's something about living with no expectations.

i've also been playing a lot of golf. i can thank tedder and mar for that. i'm getting good too...

i got my father's LP record player up here at the lake now. i listened to the Beatle's Hard Days Night twice through this morning. Then switched it over to Let it Be. Tonight I play on listening to The Who and journalling.

Yes, I am trying to make you jealous by this post. I love living here. You should join me. I'm here till the 24th or so. Don't come this weekend though. I'll be in Wichita for the world cup beginning!!!

an uncle's eyes...

most of the time i act out what i think i'm supposed to do. i react because i'm supposed to react that way. i laugh at the punchline, regardless of the joke.

i once told a group of friends that i am immune to emotion, feeling, and taste. we still laugh about how ridiculous that sounds.

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my friends, this weekend i became an uncle. there was no feigning emotion. there was no immunity to feelings. i looked at my nephew's tiny mouth as he hiccuped and whispered in my nephew's tiny ears that 'you are loved.' i teared up with joy, shivered at the fear of his endless possibilities, and prayed hard for my sister's health and strength.

to pass the 22 hours of hospital stay i periodically made small talk with the nurses at the hospital. one in particular became a friend. after baby jace was born she asked me as i walked passed, "so, what do you think?" i responded, "i think...i think he's...perfect." this small creature is as perfect a person can be. he has yet to fail. yet to lie. yet to cheat, steal, or destroy. don't get me wrong, i know he will someday. but for right now, he is perfection in flesh. the thought makes me both smile and shudder. his endless possibilities are...perfect.

jace has already inspired me to be a better person. and in 30 minutes he'll be exactly one day old. i wonder what he'll teach me next.

my father's eyes

a big part of my job is teaching 12-14 year old's discipline. and the 15 year old in me hates it when i use the same phrases as my father. the worst part is, i don't know if i'm saying them because i now believe them or because i don't know what else to regurgitate.

"because I said so"
"instilling work ethic"
"slow as molasses"

yikes...

a kid in my class is telling me that school is completely worthless to him because the only things he cares about is drumming and skating. he could not grasp the reasons he needed to fill out a homework assignment on mathematical line slopes. the 15 year old in me agreed with him.

i feel like i was asleep most of my life. people told me what to do and i did it. i worked hard to get A's because i was supposed to. i liked challenging myself, not because i liked the work, but because i liked the small games i played in my head. (how fast can i get this done? who turned their paper in before me, and did i get a better grade then them? who holds the world record for writing down his multiplication tables? no one? I DO NOW!!)

sometime around my junior or senior year of highschool i woke up from my slumber. i woke up from my obedience of getting things done. it wasn't a grand awakening or great enlightenment. in fact, it was the opposite. my grades went down, my work ethic was shot, and i didn't care. then sometime in the last few years i've had another awakening. a realization that floating only took me so far. maybe my dad was right all along.

i highly doubt if any of this made sense. basically i needed to unleash some intense emotions after yelling at a 12 year old for over 15 minutes for having the same attitude that i am just now growing out of. it's like a dirty mirror reflecting my life.

if only i knew then what i know now...
if only i knew now what my 35 year old self will know...

creating a habit...

bahaha...

ok seriously though, i'm on this workout kick. it all started when i looked down at my belly and realized that i looked like i was 4 months pregnant.

now that my original 30 day workout is over, i'm allowed to enjoy beer again. but the workout habit has stuck. i'm now doing "Shaun T's Insanity Workout." It's basically the 60 day version of p90x without weights or bands. all plyometrics stuff.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZLK28BHJDd8
check it out here.

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In other news, I bought a bicycle last week. On the first day I rode 8-10 miles and have rode everyday since i bought it (except yesterday). Needless to say, my bum is super sore...no football slaps for at least a week, ok guys?

The bike is going to be a fixed bike once I buy/find a cog. So in no time I'll be as cool as these guys
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7ShkixCuR0&feature=related


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In other other news. I've found my calling in life. It's to travel the world and help people cross off "things I want to do before I die" items. If I can get these guys to join me, it would be even better.

They made a tv show about my idea...it's on MTV or www.tvshack.net. The Buried Life. So good.

Also, who wants to join me on an Across the Country bike trip. I'm in the process of thinking about it. It takes 2 months or so.

WORKOUT OVER!!!

Today is April 1st. 30 workouts over!

Don't think that my lack of videos meant that I went soft on my workouts. The truth is I tried to make two different videos earlier in the month, but I couldn't get the videos to work. I have a some good stories and I hope to tell them over the next few blog entries. It was a great experience. I feel very proud that I accomplished something like this. I messed up twice, but it still was 30 workouts in 32 days. Not too shabby.

Here are some before and after pictures.




I think I was pregnant in the before picture.



I know there isn't a huge difference. But to me, there is. Pants fit better, I can see a few abs, and I don't cry whenever I look in the mirror anymore. It's great!

I also lost 12 pounds. I went from 194 lbs to 182 lbs.

I'm most excited about being able to eat chinese food again and have a few beers. Not at the same time, that's not good. Well anyway...there you have it. 30 workouts OVER!

30 day workout...day 8

live action video blog.

please spare the comments on how weak i am...believe me...i know



this was day 8, i started my week 1 over again. it wasn't any easier the second time.

also, i'm starting to feel a lot of fatigue. it's a strange feeling. it's not soreness or pain, it's a general soreness throughout my whole body. like i just woke up from a 3 hour sunday afternoon nap. i think i need more carbs and protein in my diet...

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peace