My I.T. guy asked for permission to restart my computer so as to sort out what was wrong...with the computer. He "Fonzi'd" it. It kinda works now. Somewhat. Fonzi lost his edge.
Restart. Reset. Renew. Do it. Daily.
The computer does not work properly but it will soon be returned to it's rightful owner because I have hit the restart button. Let the re-imaging begin. Boldly. Blessed. Begin.
Guys, and gals for that matter, the phrase that pays when you've done something stupid, or God forbid have to tell your spouse about an actual emergency is, "Everything's Fine."
That phrase must lead the way when you make that unexpected phone call. Not sure when I learned that but it was well into married life. Today it paid off. I turned the stove on, warming up my favorite frying pan to make some Boca Chik'n Patties and then returned to my studio for a quick project review.
A short time later I walked into, let's say a small cloud of smoke. Now. This is about the time my wife was to return from work and I did not want her to be frightened or frustrated with our current air quality fiasco. We rarely chat during business hours so I led with the phrase that pays.
She then put me on speaker phone so that I could repeat what I had done allowing her co-workers to gain some evidentiary excitement to the stories she tells them of me. We need a new pan. We need not worry. Safe words can take on many forms. Remember to use them to keep yourself out of a jam.
The bombardment has begun! Out shoveling snow this AM was great. I'm serious. Big ol' fluffy snowflakes piling up to make the cold air worthy of its crispness.
Soon enough the sleds will be out packing down the frozen flakes, speeding to the bottom of the hill, taking each step one by one climbing back up for another ride.
Bring it on winter wonderland!
Just a little reminder that You Are Never Alone.
No matter what you have going on, good or bad there is someone to share it with.
Somebody has felt what you feel and dealt with what you’re dealing with and they’ve done it successfully. It takes courage to ask for help but you can do it knowing that You Are Never Alone.
I wish to preface this post with the fact that I am not a Star Wars aficionado. I do not delve into the depths of the Jedi universe though upon my office wall hang the Millennium Falcon and Han Solo's blaster from my childhood.
The original Star Wars certainly had an effect on me. As a product of divorce, the father/son storyline hooked me and my Catholic upbringing made the force much more fashionable. I continue to pass on the lessons of the Force to my Godchildren. My Darth Vader mask may make the beatitudes more palatable.
I've read two posts about the ending of Rise of Skywalker and neither mentioned my theory. The folks in my life who are into Star Wars as verifiable geeks as well as just fans of the franchise did not notice what I did. So my expectations of furthering the family lineage may never be met, but as some of you know, we have cats so I'm cool with it.
Ben gave Rey twins when he saved her life. I said it. Jump right into it. The latest episode is called RISE OF SKYWALKER. Rise. of Skywalker. Rey, dying at the end having battled the Emperor is held by Kylo Ren, aka Ben, for a loving moment. Ben's hand is on her belly when he passes his life force onto Rey. She did not have a belly wound, he was not healing her as she did him earlier in the pic. His hand is on her belly. He Dies. She lives.
Next she goes to a desert planet and buries TWO LIGHTSABERS. His and her models, Luke and Leia's. Twins yo. Rey will have twins. Ben's babies. Mr. Abrams is the only one that will tell me otherwise. Luke and Leia were twins. The story will continue. Maybe. At least I'd like to think so because I am sentimental that way.
Rise of Skywalker. Hand on the belly. Two lightsabers. I mean.
Hey there everybody!
Mondays set the tone.
Make it happen.
Move the needle.
Mix it up.
Meld the flavors.
Move, making motion more malleable.
I got roped in to watching The Game Changers a few weeks ago. It came at the right time as we were expanding our vegan-egetarian-esque diet. Aside from the much needed Five Guys, Shake Shack, Jets Pizza or ever more imperative Hunter House chow fests we had essentially moved away from the usual red and processed meat feeding frenzies. This made the transition away from milk and cheese and meat 99.9% of the time much easier.
This was an appropriate coincidence, as my genetic bent is collecting cholesterol in parts that do not like squatters and by-product vagabonds hanging out. Watching shows about healthy habits is one thing, taking action immediately is another. I have a series of 10 minutes spent moving battle ropes. It was one of the subplots to the documentary and I wanted to know if I could do it. I can. It is possible. Your whole body gets pulled into motion.
Get roped in to something you’ve started and follow the twists and turns onto the next level of wherever it takes you. Again I must reiterate we did not clear out our cupboards and cleanse ourselves with an over-the-top reaction. We took small actions and adding accordingly. Once you get roped in it’s much easier and more fun to keep riding in that direction.
Make a snow angel! I dare you to do it naked. Not to be naughty but to push your comfort zone beyond cool-easy-breezy. Do it in the dark so your neighbors don’t have to have their comfort zones invaded. Suggestion - have a towel or robe ready. Your preparation start to finish even in the frivolous fun stuff is important.
Mind over matter as the thought of snow and skin seems too harsh to handle. Don’t run. Careful not to slip into angel mode. Find your sweet spot and let your angelic appendages wistfully wipe away your fear. You will be smiling, if not before, or during, after but likely before, during and after. Let the snow know who’s in charge.
The babysitter bailed, or today we would have had a full line-up of clients starting off the year with a workout. The gym was quiet but my Wednesday crew added the energy to press and lunge and pull and sprint into the new year.
If you haven’t yet - make today day 1 of getting in motion. My Wednesday wackos gave me the inspiration to come home and tighten up the kitchen cabinet knobs, all the elliptical’s nuts and bolts, which have also been lubed so as to slide smoothly into morning workouts.
There is no need to hang too high a price tag on the 1st day of the year or the month or the week. Each day can be the first day to start, finish or follow up on the list that deserves your attention. One of my folks this morning wanted to pick and pursue a new workout goal. We chatted about the years past and all the things that happened in their life. Adding to the fitness goal will be a personal goal and a professional goal.
The last 365 reviewed we found some things they thought about, started or stated they wanted to accomplish. So we are going to put the effort and accountability in to place to finish the thoughts, starts and statements. Proof positive that physical fitness can provide the momentum to our intellectual, spiritual and emotional fitness and vice versa. Each piece of the puzzle properly placed provokes a complete vision of a powerful presence.
Get in motion and make it a beautiful day!
If I look back at 2019 all I have to pay attention to is the last few weeks which account for some small changes that will continue to add up, either by the results delivered down the road or by simply being put in motion so as to lead to whatever is next.
Action. You want to look back at all your problems or losses as well as your wins and gains. Do it. Quickly. You can take the pat-on-the-back for comfort or attaboy, but don't strain your neck looking over your shoulder at what's happened. Look forward knowing that your past has prepared you.
Your hindsight will bring headway in 2020 if and only when you take action to make small changes that lead to big results. Start with smiling more, walking more or talking less, scrolling less. Inaction and action are one in the same.
A few weeks ago I put in place 100/100 reps of push-ups/pull-ups. 20 plus days in I have added another 100 reps of something else. Each day I put forth the effort to knock out 300 repetitions of a variety of exercises. The first thing this has taught me - It Is Possible. In an ever decreasing amount of time. Secondly it is contagious - others in my different circles are repping out their own variation. Third and foremost - thinking about and doing it take the same amount of energy.
If I just think about doing, my energy is drained. If I do the things I used to think about my energy is boosted. Same energy, different effort, better results.
We can look back with 20/20 hindsight or we can look forward, nose squished-squinting to the horizon to take action for all that is ahead of us. Preferably with a smile. Be blessed.
Comedy Store trained, World-travelled, Cul-de-sac-living recovering comedian, husband and tinkerer of tools talking about time well spent!