A feeling I didn’t expect.

This week was a very good week.

Last Sunday, the 8th of October, I ran my very first 10k! What a joyous time it was(nt). I ran it in under an hour and didn’t pause for any of it so I’m considering that a great victory!

So naturally I decided to take this past week off of training and whatnot to just rest and recover. It was really nice to just come home and not worry about getting a run in or doing any calisthenics, especially because my work schedule is so wonky right now. The only thing that suffered is my nutrition. I’m not old by any means, but the past few years I have definitely noticed some changes with my body as I start to progress in age. Namely, I need to be FAR more invested in the food I consume.

Admittedly I let this week get out of hand in terms of nutrition. Fast food for over half the week with very little meal prep. And what little time I spent at home instead of work was mostly me trying to get Halloween Loot Boxes on Overwatch (Which out of over 15 boxes now I still have NONE AAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH).

I’ve been on and off with nutrition now for a while. I’ll have a solid one or two weeks of very good meal prepping with everything ready to go. Then I’ll have another one or two weeks of shitty processed food because I slacked off in prep. I never used to experience the sluggishness that everyone spoke about. It was certainly a feeling I didn’t expect.

Let this week of experience be a lesson to the few who read this, CARE ABOUT THE FOOD YOU PUT INTO YOUR BODY. That doesn’t mean it has to be “Organic” or cost $40/lb, just make sure it’s whole food, lots of varied colours, and don’t go too crazy on the sauces. It’s okay to splurge and have fast food once in a while. Just don’t make it a habit like I did.

Now that my rest week is over, back to the training!

via Daily Prompt: Expect



Oh hello!

Glad to finally be back writing. How are you doing?

Things have been hectic with me. Really all over the place. Can’t seem to dedicate any time to actual writing. That and the last 3 times I have actually sat down here and tried to write anything I get writers block.

This seems like an easy topic to write about though. What in life really catches your interest? There are certain things we are naturally attracted to in life. I always catch myself looking at nice cars when they drive by. Or admiring architecture when I visit a big city. I’m definitely the type of guy who is completely content being silent and just looking. Taking everything in. I think it’s a type of meditation for me. Just to stop and really observe what is around me. I find comfort in really looking at the details.

So, spill the beans! What really interests you?

via Daily Prompt: Interest


The Truth.

If there’s one theme I’ve been trying to accomplish more in my life, it is definitely to stand up to myself more and just be real. Well…here is a real truth.

I’m fucking depressed.

And I have been for quite some time. Like…the past 4 or 5 years to be honest. There are multiple reasons, but I wont get into all of them. Though I’m sure through my previous vague writings you could take a pretty accurate guess as to what would be ONE consistent theme. Lately though, it has just been the thought of my job and my desires for what I want to do.

See, I hate my job. I’ve made that clear for a while and make no effort to hide it. It is plain and simply a terrible place to work. I dedicate far too much time to that place. Far more than I need to. What I do there makes so little difference to the world. I am but a tiny spec and nobody special. I want out. I want to walk away from this poison and make my life better. But what has become painfully obvious to me is that I lack any crucial life skills to make a difference or get a ‘better’ job. I want to run away from my hometown and not return. Delete my Facebook. Just start a new life. Yet the fear of the unknown has kept me obediently in place. I daydream constantly, CONSTANTLY about getting away. It’s really the only thought that keeps me sane.

For the longest time now, I’ve been wanting to join the military. Again.

Yeah, again.

I was in high school when I gave the reserves a shot. Between me being WHOLLY unprepared/spoiled/too young/immature/weak minded/lacking discipline…you see where this is going. I didn’t even make it two weekends. I was an immature fuck-tard and rushed head first into something I should have taken some time to look into. And it is nobody’s fault my my own. But the more I read into it now however, the more I think it is exactly what I need in my life. Structure, dedication, discipline. Except the above factor plays in, and I become paralyzed with fear and self doubt.

I was never shown how to beat the voice in my head that told me “You can’t do it”. Then again, now that I think about it, not many people were. A vast majority of us will be fighting these battles at some point in our lives. And I hope, should anybody be reading this (doubtful) that you do manage to win your battle. I wouldn’t wish this feeling on my worst enemy. I guess the best way to accomplish victory is to stand up and face my demons face to face. To not back down, to look it in the eye and say “No, you move”.



I think one of the most positive things to ever happen to me has happened today.

I’ve been doing a lot of calisthenics/bodyweight exercises to help get me ready for a Tough Mudder I am doing. And for the first time in a very, VERY long time, I looked at myself today after getting caught in the rain and removing my shirt and immediately thought “Hey, I don’t look so bad!”. No hesitation, no forcing it, the thought just popped into my head. I’ve struggled with body image my whole life. To feel this thought is amazing. I have to keep going. I want to become the best version of me I can be.