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The moment I opened my eyes I remembered exactly what date it was and the impact it had on my life only eight short years ago.
I had the weekend off from running so I was able to let my nipples recover from my last run. I beat them up so bad I was afraid the Nipple Protective Services were going to be knocking on my door wanting to ask me questions on why I am so abusive to such a sensitive part of my body.
I am a novice at exercising. I have to force myself to lift weights but I love to run. I completed the 5K and now I am training for a 10K. I am being guided by a Nike program that documents all my runs and I have set myself to be on a running schedule to be completely ready for a 10K.
My life hasn’t been easy. The cards that were dealt to me as a child would have emptied out a millionaire’s bank account in Vegas. The hurdles that I have overcome are astounding and I still look in the mirror on a daily basis and say to myself, “WOW Joseph – you turned out alright for what you have been through.” I have always thought that life was measured in status and class and the more someone has guarantees them a spot at the top of the food chain, I don't believe that anymore.
I have been striving to reach my goals ever since I pulled off my shitty diaper, climbed up on the toilet, and with the biggest grin plopped my kids off in the pool like it was a hot summer day.
I’m an 80’s pop music kid from way back. I really couldn’t help myself; I found no interest in heavy metal music. The thought of banging my head around only made me want to cry and reach for the nearest Aspirin bottle. On any given day, in my neighborhood, the kids would have multiple boom boxes broadcasting the loudest heavy metal music. It was like living in the game Guitar Hero. I hated it. Every kid impersonating a DJ competed with each other to make their favorite bands the loudest. It was obnoxious and I didn’t care if it was Ratt screeching, Twisted Sister shrieking, or AC/DC shouting their incomprehensible vocals, I’d normally turn up my nose in disgust and get home as fast as my legs would carry me.
I started my new lifting routine today. I hate lifting weights.
All indications point towards the fact that I have ankle tendonitis. I am following the R.I.C.E treatment and taking medication to relieve the pain and swelling.
This is complete bullshit and I am not happy about this. I want to get back out there and run my tail off but it looks like I need to give my ankle a real break, before it DOES break, and take it easy before I start my exercise routine again.
I have to admit that this is really my fault. I felt the pain but ignored it. I may be adorable but obviously I am not the brightest star in the sky. I continued to run even when my ankle was hurting and ran until I couldn't stand the pain anymore. What any smart person would have done is realize that something was wrong and to take a day off, or two, to let my ankle rest so that I wouldn't end up like this. This could have easily been taken care of it I didn't disregard my pain and actually pay attention to what my body was telling me. Our bodies know more about us than we do.
This will never happen again.
My worst fears may be coming true - I may be allergic to exercising.
Having a goal is very important.
Death. Most of us don’t want to admit it but we know it’s inevitable. Death steals our loved ones during the day, late at night, and even on the most important holidays. We can try desperately to elude death but there is no escaping it. The truth is death is extremely patient. It waits for us in a dark corner of our lives, like a hungry animal, preparing to attack us at any given moment. No matter how ready we think we are, when death comes to take someone we love – we are sideswiped into feelings and emotions that we never thought possible. Death has no conscience. Death comes, takes what it wants, and there isn’t a fucking thing we can do about it.
I finally broke down and joined a gym. I enjoy jogging and I have been doing very well but I just can’t seem to get interested in lifting weights at home. I purchased dumbbells to work out with but I lost interest after one week.
Exercise is hard. It makes sense that so many Americans are fat and lazy. It's much easier to sit on the sofa overindulging in candies and cakes than getting up and running for 30 minutes.
I have finally gotten off my ass and started thinking about my future and being healthy.
I've always wanted to do a studio tour and because I was in Burbank I jumped on the opportunity. The closest studio to the Holiday Inn is Warner Bros. Studio so I bought myself a ticket for 10:00a.m and after a quick bagel breakfast I headed to the studios.
After my two night stay in Long Beach, NY I was on my way out to the West Coast. It was a very long day as I flew from JFK - San Francisco - Long Beach, CA - and then took a limo to Burbank where I started my 27 hour layover at the Holiday Inn.
I spend a lot of time in New York City. My job takes me all over but in the last three years I have spend so much time in New York City that at one time in 2009 I actually told people that I lived there.
WIth my new position as a Supervisor I don't get to fly around as much I did in the past. That has changed a little now that I have been conducting onboard evaluations for Flight Attendants. I have been able to travel around again and it really makes me realize how much I miss being an actual Flight Attendant.
The moment I woke up I started planning my day. I had a lot to get done in a short amount of time.
I have had the privilege to visit San Francisco three times in my life. The last time I was there was almost two years ago so when I found out I was going to be spending a quick 24 hours there; I immediately started looking into new exciting things I could experience.
If January 2011 is any indication of how the rest of the year is going to go then I better hold on cause I'll be riding 2011 like a big fat dildo.
I start a new project at work tomorrow and I will be honest and say that I am kinda nervous.
I saw this on Tosh.O for the first time and I was immediately on YouTube pulling this video up. I played it for everyone at work and it now sits at probably my favorite video on You Tube. Can Big Girls Fly? Watch and see!!
I am getting sick and I am very cranky.
I hadn’t realized I did so much leisure traveling in 2010 until I sat down, looked at my calendar, and scanned through all my pictures. I was surprised to see that I had been in a different state, or country, every month this past year. It’s such a privilege to be able to travel so easily. My job has allowed me to travel through the country at ease. I’ve become so spoiled that I don’t even get excited when planning a vacation. In the past, I would spend weeks, even months, planning a vacation or a weekend get away but that all changed when I became a Flight Attendant. While most of the world spends countless hours and manpower planning the perfect vacation, I can sit back, relax, and make last minute decisions without having to worry about paying for an expensive airline ticket.
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live in a world where you could get away with saying anything? I do. I always think of it. It’s a fantasy of mine that I could walk around telling everyone how I truly feel about them.
Justify My Love came out in late 1990. It was such a threat to mainstream America that it was banned on television. I find that extremely interesting that something was "banned" from American television, even back in 1990, and I wonder if this would be banned in 2011 if it just came out today? I'm glad that we have the internet now so that I can make the decision to watch something if I really want to. If I think something is too offensive I just won't watch it myself. Fuck censorship.
This has been a very difficult year for me. I've had many ups and downs and just when I thought I couldn't handle what was being thrown at me I was able to climb to the top of the situation and manage myself through it. We are such strong beings and we have the ability to survive anything that is put in front of us. It is our individual strengths that get us through each day.
I can't help but freak out the last week of the year. This happens EVERY year and the fear that my life is flying bye increases each new year. I don't want to get old and die but I know that it is coming - whether I like it or not.
Sometimes I don't know what to write about. I wish I could develop this amazing story about an exciting and courageous character that either had some amazing talent, superpower, or someone who was always in the wrong place at the wrong time who led to not only one novel but a triple trilogy - yes, 9 books.
The time has come for me to put my foot down and start writing again. I had so much free time when I was working as a Flight Attendant. I was able to write more because I was scheduled 12 to 15 days off a month which allowed me to put my fingers to the keyboard and create a multitude of comical antidotes and amusing stories. Those days are gone and I am back to being like the rest of the population - I work 5 days a week and can barely move on my two days off. It is SO unfair.
I returned from my vacation last week. I visited Madrid, Barcelona, and Helsinki. It was quite a trip. I am in the process of writing this adventurous tale but until then I wanted to leave a small video that has made its way to Facebook AND Youtube.
This is truly my favorite time of year.
Ok - I am beyond irritated with myself. Am I stupid? I feel like I can't even write a sentence without wanting to take my laptop and throw it across the room.
I am about to give up on ever writing this memoir. Is it that important? Of course it is important - I have wanted to write this since I was 20 years old. Can I write is a completely different story? Who am I kidding? I am an uneducated person who has no talent what-so-ever. I think it is time to put away my silly ideas that I can actually write something as important as this.
Totally disgusted with myself and really don't know what else to say.
We all hate having those difficult conversations. Many people will at all cost avoid having an uncomfortable and uneasy conversation. I have always thought of myself as someone who liked confrontation and calling people out but after getting half way through this book I realize that my approach is all wrong.
With my new position at work, part of my job is to hold people accountable for their actions and have crucial conversations on a daily basis. I have these conversations with the people on my team and also with my co-workers that I sit five feet away from.
This book is assisting me in these awkward conversations in the work place AND at home.
Madonna always knows what to sing about. If you can't celebrate life - why the fuck live it!!!
I am doing it again. Procrastinating my life away. Why do I do this? What is the point. I have become so involved in my job that I can barely focus on anything else. On my days off I don't even want to leave the house. Why? I really can't explain it.
Matt will ask me what is wrong with me and I don't have an answer for him. He will say, "Did I do something wrong? Are you mad at me?" but the answer is NO. I am not mad at him or anyone - I am just in a funk. Something that is tearing at me from all sides and I don't know how to snap out of it.
I have started walking. That is the first step in my new transformation that I am attempting to begin. I have made a promise to myself that I will walk 30 minutes a day. This will help my heart, my head, and my waist line. Thinking clearly is really something that I have always had a problem with and I need to figure out a way to stay on track.
My job couldn't be better but the moment I get home it's like I am stricken to sit on the sofa and not move. I need to set goals, schedule project completion dates, and stop being such a whiner.
I need something to get me motivated this morning so I pulled up my favorite song and video from 2008. I am off today but I really need coffee. I thought about going to Starbucks this morning for a nice walk but then I decided to save the money. I love Starbucks but sometimes $5 for coffee is a bit much.
I wonder what would be a good thing to do today. A nice dip in the pool sounds refreshing...
I still have a lot to write about from my weekend but here I am - flying home on Airtran in Business Class with wi-fi. I love it. I love being connected at all times. I can't go a moment without having my iphone in my hand. It is actually very sad but it is who I have become. I disconnected from work for the last 4 days and I am lost and can't wait to get back so I can get back in the swing of things.
I listened to this song a lot when I was driving all around this weekend. It is a great dance club song and makes me feel good. Music can really help us to express ourselves. Whether being happy - sad - angry or indecisive about life.
I had moments of being very lonely this weekend. One of the major reasons I went on this trip was to be alone and to see if I could do it. I have been in a relationship for almost 6 years and because of things that have happened in the last few weeks I felt it was important to go out spend time by myself. I wanted to make sure that I would be alright. Many people can't handle being single but after this weekend I realize I will always be ok - no matter what the outcome.
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