Kick-back to 1996, I believe it was either winter or early spring (I could be wrong). I was in 2nd grade playing with my WWF action figures at night when suddenly I had this intense urge to drop what I was doing, run to my window and open the blinds. It is hard to explain, but I had something like an electrical pulse shoot into my head. No idea how I was able to instantaneously understand I was to drop everything and run to the window. A mystery I don’t believe I’ll ever uncover for sure.
The very instant I did this I saw a spectacular blue/white (mostly white) object falling through the sky and crash into the Earth. It was HUGE!!!!! I figured this because I couldn’t hear it, nor could I hear the crash, so I knew it was far away. If it was far away and still appeared large in the night sky, it would have to have been a massive object. I ran to find my grandpa and told him the biggest airplane I’ve ever seen, a space shuttle or a U.F.O. had just crashed! Naturally he didn’t believe me, but the following morning he confirmed my sightings, although it wasn’t what I expected. On the news it was said a comet (Pretty sure it was Comet Hyakutake) flew by at what is considered a close distance to Earth, and could be visible from our area.
I’ll update this if I ever find out for sure which comet it was, but I’m 90% sure it was Comet Hyakutake.
I know my singing is absolutely nothing worth bragging about (It’s actually really bad), but I love song writing so I won’t let something like that hold me back from creating music that is meaningful to my life. Additionally, I expect all of my recordings will be unedited and recorded from a cell phone, so don’t be anticipating any high quality recordings!
I wrote this song in response to messing things up because of alcohol. I was sober till just a couple years ago and, naturally, all of the mistakes that I make if I’m drinking never occurred before. I always want to be a better person and to grow in my faith with God, and to make him and others proud of who I am. This song goes into those things to. While drinking more than I should isn’t something I don’t do all the time, it still has caused me to mess things up with a few friends and potential girl friends. Last night was one of those nights
There are a number of positives and negatives to be drawn out from having an excessive amount of work on one’s plate. For me, at this moment, I wish I didn’t have to be in such a predicament. My current schedule is as follows:
Sunday night through Thursdy evening
10:00pm-Begin overnight job (get 4-5 hours of sleep) working with 4 mentally disabled adult males in Roseville
8:15am-Depart from job
8:25am-8:35am work out/shower at Anytime Fitness
9:00am-5:00pm: Photograph motorcycle apparel in New Brighton
6:15pm-arrive at home in Eden Prairie and work on my photography company’s photos till 9:15pm, when I depart for my overnight job again. I may squeeze in some sleep in there too.
Thursday night I go and do something entertaining (This Thursday I have a hot date! Trampoline park at Skyzone followed by cookie baking/eating at my place. Going to be a blast! Plus I’m going to teach her to do her first ever flip 🙂 )
Friday leave by 7:45am for photo gig, probably get back around 5:30pm, then do more photo work as well as goof off a little (I need me time too!), Saturday/Sunday work my ass off on my business, possibly go to church, most likely go do something active and or fun, possibly do some work at the warehouse, and by Sunday night head to my overnight job and repeat the week all over again (hopefully with another date night tossed in there 😉 ).
The only frustrating thing with this current schedule is the fact that I have an abundance of things that need to get done but I simply don’t have the time available to do them. I’m trying to get it figured out, but till then all I can do is my best. At my overnight job right now and one of the guys keeps taking off his shoes, staring at his feet while wiggling his toes and putting his shoes back on haha.
Fingers crossed everything will work out well enough and as soon as possible my life will be back to a more normal 40-50 hour work week instead of a 110 hour work week (40 hours here, 40 at the photo place and 30 for all my other clientele with my photography company)
Traditionally I choose never to run on treadmills for a number of reasons. The most obvious of which is the extreme lack of adventure. On a treadmill not only do run in place, you remove yourself from seeing, exploring and experiencing the great outdoors, a new city area, etc. Regardless of how scenic the location is that you are in, it’s far more interesting than the scenery from a treadmill.
That being said, I did in-fact use a treadmill this morning. Why, you may ask? I was in between my overnight job (working with 4 mentally handicapped adult males) in Roseville and a photography gig photographing motorcycle apparel in New Brighton. I needed to kill time and couldn’t afford getting super dirty/muddy so I went to a local Snap Fitness. After a very short warm up, I decided to try and see how long I could last at 11mph (the max speed of the machine). I was dumbfounded by what ensued. I not only ran the duration of time to complete a mile (5:27), I felt as though I could have finished a mile even quicker…. I never have ran like that in my life. The fastest time (and most recent, prior to today) I’ve ever been clocked at (8 years ago) was in the ballpark of an 5:58 mile.
To be completely honest, I don’t know if what just happened was a fluke or an error with the treadmill so I’ll be testing this on another treadmill on another day, and then if I get the same result will time a mile run on a track. My assumption is I had a random burst of energy as I’ve never experienced that before, but who knows? I have been training lately and maintaining a healthier diet than normal.
So this morning has been exciting and I accomplished a first: a sub 5:30 mile run, as well as a great leg work out using their weights and various machines afterwards.
As with anyone, there are many words a person could use to describe who they are and what their lifestyle predominantly is. This one word, adventure, best describes me. I have a strong desire to constantly keep life as adventurous as possible, and in conjunction keep it adrenalin packed, loving and diverse. I am anticipating an increase in these ventures by keeping a weekly (hopefully once or twice a week) blog.
The primary inspiration for all of this: First of all to be able to somewhat relive my memorable moments in life, but also the fact that life is short. So is my memory. A journal/blog is something that not only will assist in preventing me from forgetting moments that I feel are memorable, it may also result in life feeling as though it didn’t simply fly by. I imagine it potentially could be entertaining for family/friends once in a while (especially when I’m a grandpa and have something for my kids/grand kids/their kid’s kids!), be motivation for me to continue keeping life exciting and new on a daily basis, be another outlet for expressing creativity, and something to wind down with at the end of the day. In other words, I have absolutely nothing to lose and everything to gain by creating this journal/blog.
It would be fantastic to do something or go somewhere new at least once a week. Fingers crossed this whole thing works out!
