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I don’t think I’ve blogged regularly in months, but that’s the nature of lifechange for me. I don’t deal well with change, and it’s possibly why I resist it so hard for so long. That said, there’s a book on ADHD called The Unquiet Mind, and that phrase aptly describes my mental state of the last several [...]
It’s a New Year! Time for a new YOU! Rah-rah-rah! Buy this, do that, be this! Go, go, go! Team awesome, here we come! Resolutions for EVERYONE! HURRAY! Holy shit. Are you ready to punch someone yet? You could include it in your exercise accounting. “Punched out Bob. 15 calories.” I’m not paying attention to [...]
If you enjoy this, or any of my posts, please hit the “like” button at the bottom, because sharing it on Facebook helps me get readers, which is kind of the point. Thank you for your support! October was My Month of Suck. Things went badly at the end — personally, financially, physically, spiritually. Times like [...]
Yesterday I cycled 42 kilometres. That’s the fifth time I’ve ever bested 40km in a day. It felt pretty awesome, because it’s the first time out of all those times that I managed to Finish Strong. Fitness, for me, isn’t just about health. It’s about proving things to myself. It’s about saying now that “That [...]
Ed. Note: I often forget many of you are new here — so, a nutshell: From Jan ’08 till May of ’09, I lost 70 pounds. The hard way. Myself — no trainers, diet organizations, nothing. Hard work, honesty, and self-awareness. I burned out after 8 months with a killer back injury. So, I took [...]
(This is the epilogue to my prologue; written about my zipline fear-conquering I wrote before the fact, here.) Yesterday, I stood at the top of an 8-story-tall tower, strapped into a harness, hooked onto a steel cable, and ziplined 550 feet across Vancouver’s Robson Square. Holy shit. I’ve had to get the news my mother [...]