Certainly Alive in 2025

So here we are. Two weeks and two days into the new year. Traditionally this is a great time to turn over a new leaf. Start the year off as a new person. Some people have made New Year resolutions – ready to make changes in their lives that may help them become more healthy, more organized, or simply, to seek some spiritual direction. You may see these people crowding into the gyms and boot camps, posting their accountability photos, and documenting their food. Some may be evaluating the value of their surroundings in order to see what they can declutter and detoxify. Others may be reconnecting with their faith; hoping to find some meaning to life in our present world.

And the rest of us? The rest of us may just be calling ourselves happy to be alive as the end of 2024 brings with it some uncertainty for what is to come in the new year. We can take some solace though in knowing that whatever the circumstance may be that we are facing currently, you most likely are not alone. Chances dictate, someone, somewhere, is going through something similar, just like you. Yet, people still feel like they are alone. You, may feel like you are alone. The point is, you don’t need to feel like you are alone, even though it doesn’t prevent the feeling from happening. Life just happens, and continues to happen.

But really though, think about it. Do we really know what is going to happen from one day to the next? History tells us that everything you planned for, or think is going to happen, may in fact be very different than what you foresee. It can all change in a split second. Sure you can plan and mitigate as much risk as possible, but in the end, life happens and there you are, provided with one of life’s many challenges. And there, in that moment, the absolute uncertainty of life is revealed.

Uncertainty is an interesting thing. For some people, uncertainty can be all consuming and quite debilitating. For others, it may be the chance for an opportunity to grow. How we perceive the unknown at different times in our lives is often a direct result of our ability to manage moments. The real question is, are you mentally tough enough and prepared to take on what life throws at you on a daily basis? Or do you see the struggles inherent to everyday life as a personal attack with little to no hope in sight? Ultimately your perspective in that moment is a direct result of your life experiences.

Throughout my life I have dithered between the two extremes. When I was younger, I enjoyed a life in which I never really had to work hard to do well. Whether it was in the classroom, in sports, or in my career, most things in life came easily to me. If I needed help, my family was always there to help pick myself up and move forward. As I’ve grown older and life events continue to remind me of my mortality, uncertainty has become something with which I struggle. From time to time, the uncertainty of what is to come has led me to a sense of hopelessness, or apathy. And at other times, I am reminded that uncertainty may actually lead to new and unlimited possibilities. And these possibilities can be a positive.

In 2017, when I became a full time teacher and high school cross country and track coach, I found that I no longer had the personal exercise time that I had come to enjoy since my departure from the construction world. Around the time of Covid I had an injury that was a convenient excuse to be even less active. Soon after that I developed a hernia which then led to an emergency resection of my small intestine after it reacted to the mesh. This ordeal gave me some more time to refrain from focusing on physical activities. I began to feel better but lacked the motivation to test the limits of my abdomen. And then all of a sudden, I was approved for surgery and it was beautifully fixed. No pain. Almost better than new. I thought maybe now is the time to give my fitness another go.

About a year ago I announced my retirement from coaching. It was a very difficult decision for me to make. I really enjoy coaching, but I wanted to have some extra time to spend with my daughter who was getting ready to graduate, and focus on the family; my wife, our kids, and our parents. Finally I thought I might get some personal time to focus on my health as well, and then in creeps my little friend; plantar fasciitis. It seems like there is always an excuse, but this one isn’t a fun one.

Enter 2025. We are officially one quarter through the 21st Century. I turned 50 last year. I’ll be 51 this March. I must face the reality that I’m not getting any younger. All of the work that I did 13 years ago to get back into shape is but a distant base for me to find under eight years of dad bod fluff. I am surviving, but I am definitely not thriving. Things are better than they were before but I know that it all can be even better. This year I am looking to make good on some old resolutions that really have not taken hold in the past few years.

So what’s the plan? To start? Watch the calories. Get rid of the plantar fasciitis. Get on a program. Its really quite simple. The uncertainty that I have felt before isn’t on the forefront of my mind. In this moment, I see the opportunity that I have to make some changes in my life. Changes that will be noticeable. Changes that mean something to myself and to those around me who I love. All I know is that, I certainly want to feel alive in 2025.

Cheers to this new year. I wish you all the luck if you are making some changes this year as I have resolved to do. I’ll be sharing my journey here as it continues to unfold. Thank you for taking the time to read this so far. I hope you’ll continue to check back in from time to time to see how its going!

It’s Been a Minute.

Hey all! It’s been a minute since I have been able to successfully get into my WordPress to share with you. But somehow today with an update and a new SSL certificate, voila, back among the living like nothing was ever wrong. So weird because its been over a year and a half and so much has changed that I haven’t been able to tell you.

So what’s been happening? Everything and nothing. My kids have been kicking butt in their respective life paths. Natalie is thriving in New York following her passion for dancing. Sydney is excelling at Arizona State in their journalism program. Addison got recruited to play volleyball at Cal State University of Bakersfield and redshirted her first season. She is transferring to Ventura College to play Beach in the Spring and indoor in the ’25 season. Davis just finished off his junior year season of football with Bakersfield high School. They were the D1-AA Runner-ups in CIF Central Section. Basketball just started up, so he is fully into the Driller’s new season. So that’s it in a nutshell for the kids. My wife, Anna, has been going crazy like she always does with her job making sure that all of the kids at school are getting every opportunity to get a full high school experience. As for me? I turned 50, entered my 8th year in teaching full time, and I am no longer coaching track or cross country in the hopes of having more time to spend with my kids as well as the possibility of finally getting back in shape.

Enter the problem. I never realized that reducing responsibilities actually somehow leads to being more busy. I still have not found the time, nor the energy, to get my butt moving and do some workouts. I’ve developed plantar fasciitis again which does not feel good, and quite frankly can be debilitating at times. Maybe this January will be my time to get back to doing what is good for me?

Maybe?

One Step Forward…Ready for the Next Step

Four days. I made it four days into my New Year’s workout pledge before life interrupted and I stopped. That was a month ago and I have not figured out how to get back into it.

The excuses are real:

1 – I thought that I would be able to get up early and work out, but my schedule has me going to bed too late, and not sleeping enough is almost worse than not working out.

2 – I took on more hours of work to teach night school on the nights my son doesn’t have basketball games, so there goes working out when I get home, at least for a couple more weeks. Update: I’ll be teaching night school into May.

3 – I thought I could workout with my track runners during practice after school; but if I am working out, I cant really coach, and that’s not what I am there for.

It doesn’t look like I will get any real consistent work outs in any time soon.

So what do I have control over? The only thing that I can do to somehow change my body composition is by altering my caloric intake both in quantity and quality. For now this is what I must do and hope that at some point in the next few months I will be able to add some athletic specific activity to my already busy life.

1 – I started to drink a protein shake in the morning. I believe this is a good way to get the metabolism going in the morning.

2 – I am portioning better at mealtime and am avoiding going back for seconds.

3 – I am drinking less adult beverages during the weekdays. I don’t have much free time anyway. Sorry Lagunitas Brewery, I swear I’ll make up for it.

4 – I am drinking more water. Staying hydrated helps to curb food cravings and is just good for me all the way around.

Since I wont really be sharing about my workouts I need to figure out other things to share. Anyone have any suggestions?

Best intentions…

We’ve all had those moments…the moments when we get these great ideas and just want to pounce on the opportunity to get going. Well I did it again. I was all excited that I had access to my blog and I really wanted to get back into it working out full ass, but full ass wasn’t in the cards. I forgot that it was the end of the year and we had no time between the end of school and Christmas. So my one workout that I got in last week we’ll call a soft opening. All it really did was get me hungry. No joke. I feel like all I did was eat and shop and eat and eat some more. Too many opportunities for yummy food. All the things.

Best intentions don’t amount to much without follow through. And as I so frequently teach my business classes, when you fail to plan, you plan to fail. So my plan is so cliché but it works. I am going to start on Monday. Imagine that, a New Year’s resolution, Monday the 2nd it is! And I am going to be doing P90X3 and I’ll have to do it in the morning. Something I am not very fond of, but its the only way that I know it will get done every day. I mean it worked the first time, right?

The first time I started off with P90X. 90 minutes a day 7 days a week for 12 weeks. I had time and determination. It worked, This time I don’t have time, but I still have determination. So this has to work. I am committing to 4 weeks. I want to see that I can really do this again!

I have a question for you —if you have read this far, I’m hoping you’ll be interested in reading more about this new journey, and maybe you’ll even be encouraged to start your own journey, if you aren’t on one already — I would like to create a space here on this blog for people to interact and share ideas, if you are interested in helping to create that community, could you leave a comment? Maybe others will comment too? My one hope is that you benefit somehow from reading this blog. I am so looking forward to this next Happy New Year!