Ambidextrousness

"Do not let your left hand know what your right hand does, for it is not worth knowing." Henry Thoreau Why do I mini-golf, play hockey, throw frisbee and open jars with my left hand when I am totally right handed? With the exception of holding a drink, I honestly can't do any other solo-hand... Continue Reading →

The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.

"The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them." Ernest Hemingway Ask any player on the Green Bay Packers roster, or any player on a National Football League roster, if they trust the so-called 'replacement refs' and I bet you'll get a resounding no. What was a laughable situation in... Continue Reading →

Retro-Marketing

The past, as it has always been, is the prologue. Marketing is in the midst of a revolution that focuses on the past while remaining relevant in today's world. The more new technologies emerge, the more marketers revert to previous ideals and images indicative of a glorified simpler time. This marketing shift works two-fold since... Continue Reading →

“In a city teeming with …

"In a city teeming with people, it is easy to be seen by many but never truly seen." - Michael Jay

Riding on a packed Metro, reading a great book in an happening park, eating at "OMG! Can't believe I got a table at blah blah blah!" a.k.a the new 'it' restaurant, standing in crowded sports bar cheering on the local team or running for miles and miles through the clogged streets of a bustling downtown  - all of these can describe the loneliest places a city has to offer. Didn't you know, crowded cities are the new lonely.

Living in a city is to live in close proximity to large amalgamations of people, most of which will never ever know a single thing about you.  Leaving your small town, where yes everybody does know your name, was surely stifling and unsatisfying so a major change was in order. Little did you know that more people does NOT equal more friends, connectivity and, least of all, concern about your well-being. Until you make new friends, you are more alone then ever.

The more effort you put into going out and doing fun, exciting things, the more depressed you feel. If you build up the courage to leave your brand new amazingly tiny condo, you'll soon find walls of people that all seem so content and even friendly--just not with you. Why would they be? They don' know you or even reason to...

The scenario is the classic 'damned if you do, damned if you don't.' Going anywhere means leaving the loving walls that surround you in your home and in it's place are walls of people that couldn't care less about you. Doubt creeps into your head as you hear the whispers of your hometown getting louder and you begin to doubt your choice. Maybe cities are too big, too uncaring, too unfamiliar and just too lonely.

And then...

...you make friends. You laugh your way through hours on packed Metros, you horse in happening parks, you eat at "OMG! Can't believe I got a table at blah blah blah!" a.k.a the ALL new 'it' restaurants, you stand with others in crowded sports bar cheering on the local team or and you look forward to running alone for miles and miles through the clogged streets of the bustling downtown to have a few quiet moments. The world wasn't tilted, it was just flipped upside down; now you are as well. Soon you realize that, like with finding jobs and getting ahead in life, it's always always always about who you know!

“All things truly wicke…

"All things truly wicked start from innocence." Ernest Hemingway

Innocence is a precious commodity. Innocence is a gift you receive when you are young. Innocence, once lost, is irreplaceable. It cannot be replaced. It cannot be bought. It cannot be bartered for. It is the most wonderful thing in the world that you cannot fully appreciate until it is gone...

How did you lose your innocence? Perhaps the question assumes to much in very it's asking but perhaps not. How you lost your innocence is full dependent on your definition since there are many ways to 'lose it.' A few examples include being sexually active for the first time, the loss of a loved one, the failed realization of a life's dream, getting older and discovering how jaded and imperfect our elders were are, broken promises or that moment when you learn that you aren't indestructible, invincible or untouchable---based on your definition, can you pinpoint yours?

My proverbial 'cherry' was popped a few years ago when I was mugged in the Baltimore projects on a Sunday, yes Sunday, morning. My wallet was emptied, my phone stolen and face punched multiple times but all that still pales in comparison to what I actually lost--my innocence.

By nature, I am very trusting and I have always tended to expect the best out of people which, yes, is quite naive but that is the beauty and gift of innocence. Like a child, I was innocent, naive and trusting because I had no reason not to be. Having lived all over the world, including east coast cities like Atlanta, I never thought anything 'terrible' could happen to me.

Anxiety is the beginning of conscience, which is the parent of the soul but is not compatible with innocence. - Angela Carter

At least for me, the loss of innocence has been replaced by the naughty charcoal that is anxiety.  Once you are less trusting and naive, you begin to expect 'bad' or undesirable things to happen (to you) and you might feel anxious in new situations. Sadly, losing innocence in any capacity seems to require it to be filled by something else. Like Rand Robert R. Jordan's Eye of the World series, you are tainted. Agony and ecstasy become more interchangeable. Life, as you knew it, has been ever-so-slighlty tilted.

Thankfully, there is hope in the perpetual healer that is 'time.' Past woes diminish in importance and future happiness is there for the taking. With age comes the loss of youthful innocence but it brings with it wisdom and understanding. If you think I am just waxing poetic, don't. Last week I moved to inner city Boston to being graduate school and I am willing, and excited, to live in a city. I'm sure to have anxious moments here and there, both for myself and my wife, but, as Kurt Vonnegut says, "so it goes."

Exercise log:
Time? - 3 mile run (with A.R.M.)

“Not all those who wand…

“Not all those who wander are lost.” J.R.R. Tolkien

When was the last time you lived a nomadic lifestyle where you were constantly on the move with scarcely a moment to rest your head in the increasingly familiar place you fondly referred to as home? A good guess would likely revolve around the last time you moved from one place to another. Perhaps it was moving out of your parent's house when you left for college or when you finished college and moved based on a (hopefully) a great job. Or, if you have no roots, maybe you ARE a nomad and you call is your home!

Whether you are a nomad or a not, the key is to be content with the lifestyle you lead. If you are always living out of a suitcase as you hop from place to place out of necessity, and not choice, you are likely to feel unhappy and continually uprooted. Of course if you choose to be a nomad and staying in one place for too long feels icy hands around your neck that slowly squeeze the life out of you well that is equally discomforting as being an forced nomad.

Living the good life, however you define it, needs to revolve around choice. All of us are conditioned to want control over our own lives and being able to have it allows us freedom--why else did you rebel against your parents? It isn't always easy to be in full command since love, family, friends, jobs (ahem, MONEY) and other desires/circumstances impact your life's direction but what is? Seize control, wield the power whenever you have it since you never know when, or for how long, you'll be somewhere.

If you're like me, you want the best of both worlds so hopefully you have opportunities to be a temporary nomad while always having a home to go back to---if you're lucky. I think Tolkien understands me but if you're like my wife, who does not prefer the nomadic life, you'll probably connect more with following sentiments:

“Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.”Cesare Pavese

Be you Kwai Chang Caine or Mr. Rogers, all the best on your journey!

 

Exercise log:
6:30am - 5.25 mile run with Lex (downtown Hburg)

Rain, Rain.

"And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow." Gilbert K. Chesterton

Is there anything more depressing than rain? Like bullets dropping from the sky, rain just blows in and snuffs out the sun leaving behind a darker world. The sun has retreated in defeat while the rain marches on crushing the spirits of beach-goers, drivers, hikers and bikers alike in prolonged victory. If you look closely, you can hear the rain rub it in as it tap tap taps on the windows of your covered fortress as it mocks you incessantly. Rain 1, your world 0.

It is possible that a beautiful rainbow might emerge but it won't bring a pot of gold with it that gives you back the outdoor time you lost. Your day is dreary, your mood is foul and your possessions are wet yet a rainbow will make it all better? Try band-aiding a broken bone and see if that helps (it won't) or other such futile endeavors that will leave you broken and depressed. To be blunt, rain sucks.

And yet, does it really? I have always been enamored with rain because of the wonderful gift it gives me: time! Rain creates little pockets of precious time that helps with productivity, relaxation and indoor comfort. Gone are the expectations to go for a run, mow the lawn, run errands or work in the garden or any such thing. In it's place you'll find that moment to read, write, drink tea, cook and on and on and on....

There is no perfect reaction to rain since the often incorrectly predicted action can come at inopportune moments but remember that the live-giving substance gives you the ability to react as you like so take full advantage and embrace it (not literally though that would be funny). Enjoy your parade as best you can and, like with Skittles, taste your rainbow!

Rain, rain, don't  go away...

 

Exercise log:
? - Insanity

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