Weekend’s Ending 

A good weekend. Got some time in at the gym, which has been lacking. Need to fit in more time. Better/more empowering: want to.

Fitness is important to me. It frustrates me that I’ve allowed weight gain again. Or that I’m overweight at all.

My youth was extremely active. Long-running for hours, for fun. Running, hiking, multu-hour gym sessions, racquetball until getting kicked off the court. During that time I developed terrible eating habits. Oddly, right before I joined the Navy, I was focused on good eating. Galley cuisine destroyed that for me (kinda strange that the culinary focus was more on processed, deep fried junk. Hardly setting us up for elite athleticism).

For several years after the Navy, I biked or walked everywhere. I didn’t own a car for nearly 10 years. But as soon as stopped the heavy biking and walking, my diet took control and drove my weight up. Then the metabolic changes as I moved into my thirties bit me, too.

I also denied what was happening. Crazy, but I still viewed myself as an athlete.

Slowly I grew the exercise back. And some of the weight left. But my diet still doesn’t help me. But I work a little, every day, to move this forward.

Nowadays, my exercises of preferences are taekwondo mixed in with some gym sessions. This is my happy place. That and cycling.

Still, I need to work on my diet. It’s not been helpful with all these high fat foods: cheeseburgers, fries, milkshakes along with candy and cookies. Empty calories, low nutrition, increasing my risks for heart disease and diabetes.

I’ve thought lately that it would be really cook to come up with a meal plan where I 100% of the USDA daily recommendation. I’ve also wondered if such things are possible.

So, I’ll try and see what I can do.

Got any suggestions? Let me know.

All the best, my friends!

A Good Night Haiku

This evening creeps past
My body is now weary
Listening to the wind

I’m fighting some beastly bug. Tis time to let sleep have a go at it. 

Germs are in control 

Germs are in control
Obediently I sleep
Rest eluding me 


Ah, fighting germs again. A slow lingering cough my main symptom, a long with my lack of energy. 

Ikigai: an idea to explore

Found this graphic exploring Twitter this morning

Check out @wef’s Tweet: https://twitter.com/wef/status/927159068413833216?s=09

A very clever Venn diagram displaying the importance of balance in life. Each of the four pieces bring value: 

  1. What you love
  2. What the world needs
  3. What you can be paid for
  4. What you are good at 

We find our best life, with the most satisfaction, where all these pieces intersect. And that neglecting any of these areas brings consequences. 

Ikigai is a new concept to me. One that bears exploring further. I appreciate the way it helps define key life management concepts:

  • Passion: what you love insects with what you’re good at
  • Vocation: what you can get paid for intersects with what the world needs
  • Mission: what the world needs with what you love
  • Profession: what you’re good at with what you can get paid for

I appreciate the reminder: look beyond my habits, my reflexes, and seek greater understanding. By dedicating energy to areas out of balance, I bring greater satisfaction, balance, and relive stress. That’s something I forget. 

The Drive Of Martial Arts 

Martial arts drives me 

Pushing me past the limits 

My mind imposes

A Cold Overnight 

Each cough 

Self conscious

Creating disturbance 

Where peace 

Should reign 

And then think 

Of the germs 

Launched forth 

Looking for a 

New host. 

Germs

Tonight’s pain 

Prying my skull 

Burning knees 

Back & elbows 

Frightful little 

Viri destroy

So damn 

Effectively
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Reflections on the day 

I’ve been thoughtful today. Yesterday a friend had a “small” stroke. He’s not much older than me, so there’s that sobering element. I’m thinking about the fragility of life, and similar things. And I’m grateful that “small” seems to be accurate. 

Greg is known by many as Papa Greg. Partly for his wisdom, partly because he holds love in the highest regard. It shows and he’s loved on return. Watching his Facebook feed fill with well-wishes truly was delightful. 

I try to live my life this way. To have love so central that it exudes from my being. 

It’s heartening, in the end. Especially as he’s chatting with us on Facebook again. 

Life moves and changes. It is the way of things. 

Rage’s Danger 

Danger in offended rage 

Most toxic of poisons

Seeps into our marrow 

Boiling, burning away joy

Leaving nothing by charred

Remains