Pizza Break

Sacrifice for ourselves, or for what we perceive others to see in us. Sacrificing for something greater, something we don't yet allow ourselves to see the value in. Maybe we don't see the value because we are living too dumbed down, to unable to see what is and has always been right in front of us? Maybe we like to be in this ignorant state because to admit the truth would hurt too much. After all, isn't change a difficult thing, like pain is a difficult thing? Is changing more difficult than pain and therefore we admit to living in our own wretched state unable to alter perspectives outside of ourselves? We want the good and pleasurable yet we have it, get more of it, have more on the horizon, and still here we are miserable and seeking. We seek alternative jobs, alternative communities. We seek alternative sex partners, alternative drugs and scenes. We seek alternative TV shows or projects. We seek more money, a vacation, getting to know different people than our ol...

This is the year I am going to do it. I am going to do restrict the entire week before Thanksgiving. I am going to workout, extra hard, even on the day of to make up for all the extra calories I will have earned. I might be in such a state of famine that the extra slices of pie will be converted to the then devastated muscle tissue. "Gotta get my Fitbit steps up to justify the 4th helpings."  Logic has a funny way of being illogical. The contradiction here should entertain as well as intrigue. What is true in our minds is true to us. Even if "science" (yes I meant the quotes) deems our truth as false, we might not choose to recognize this "science." Outsiders may deem our view of the truth as "wrong" though that really doesn't matter to us, does it? I think that even the most passive people stand up for what they believe in. Even if it is in their own head. I believe that some of the most feeble-minded people have the most concrete bel...

As  a child, I was what the doctors referred to as "over weight." I was tall and had wide shoulders, so I didn't get the kind of medical advice in my small-town clinic as I probably should have. After all, when I joined the military and was weighed, I had to be "taped" to determine if I was healthy enough for the Air Force. At the time, I started working out, eating right, and was over my 226 lb. limit for a 6'5" individual. I was closer to 240 and therefore, overweight. As an adolescent, none these numbers mattered outside of the number on the scale. Rather than being worried about being too large, any muscle mass, or too tall, I heard one number, and my goal was to drastically reduce that number to one that I determined appropriate. After months of struggling, 174 was the number to be at. Instead of doing anything smart, talking about stuff, or trying to, "eat better," I took it 10 steps further, or rather 5 steps back and stopped eating....