Another year .... meh... whatever

So today I turn yet ANOTHER year older... Oh well. 34 is actually not that bad. Why? well cuz Rick is older so I'm okay with it. hahahahaha

Actually spent some time on the Island yesterday drinking beer and hanging out with some friends. Went well. Came home and chilled.

Today I'm going to finish my pot, yes I said pot not cup, of coffee, go and treat myself to breakfast and then my friend told me to come over to his house, pick up one of his motorcycles (either a 2001 RC51 or a Ducati 916) and take it out for a ride. So today, for my birthday, I will ride until I'm either too tired to do it anymore, or the wheels fall off, or I run outta gas money. I ain't running outta gasw money, I'm not going to get too tired, so we'll see how the wheels do.

I'm off.

So last night I set my alarm for 06:45... to fucking early apparently as I kept hitting the snooze button because I didn't have to be at school until 09:00 for the first exam of this 8 wk block... So as I wake up at the crack of 08:48, I'm in a panic. FUCK!!!!! I have an exam today...

Raced out the door and down the road to the school, showed up 20 minutes late and got to take the exam. finished in 15 minutes and baffled everyone by walking in not only late, but before anyone else had finished. Got an 87 on the exam. Shoulda done better, but they were acceptable mistakes and helped me learn.

Now I'm on vacation.

Nutz to school for 12 days.

Sitting in my first class of the day, a thermos of coffee at my side, my trusty new computer always at the ready due to the fact that our overzealous teacher knows exactly how to bitch about everything EXCEPT for her habitual tardiness. Oh well, more computer time for me.

I'm wondering if I can sneak in a kidney punch every time she is late.


Must have more coffee.

My Fatass... un-fattening

So after the Machete Hash, I figured my fatass needed to get in better shape because had I needed to run (after unloading 3 magazines full of .45 caliber of course) I probably wouldn't have gotten very far as I'm overweight, out of shape and usually not very inspired to run (not even at a hash). I had mentioned this to JD and really didn't think too much about it afterwords and started trying to figure out how to go about it. A couple of days later I get a call and a webpage from JD telling me that it just might help. I was like "great, I'll check it out". Turns out that it is a web page to help you count your daily caloric intake. My first response was "Calorie counter? I don't need no stinkin calorie counter!" (if you don't know the original line, or the original accent to that, rent Blazin Saddles and get back to me) but then I realized that anything would be worth a shot.

So I started counting calories. Input my info and came to the conclusion that I'm "clinically obese" due to the fact that I weigh too much for a man my age and my height. So I said "fuck it" time to fix it. Started counting that very day and here we are 10 days later and 7 lbs less, and I'm feeling great. Started working out, weights, cardio (spin class is the work of the devil) and just eating a much healthier diet (not dieting). I've gone from a possibly 3,000-5,000 calorie a day diet to under 2,000 cals a day. I've cut out as much red meat as possible and more than anything I've cut out fast food. It is what was killing me the most. Pants are fitting me very loose, my gut is not as visible and my riding jacket actually goes on without me having to suck in my gut.

Yeah, I'm feeling awesome.

I'm still not anywhere near Trojan level with my workouts nor do I think I will be for a while, but hopefully someday pretty soon, the change will be readily noticeable and permanent.


Thanks JD.

New Day, time to ride... kinda windy though

I think that today I will ride. Its been kinda windy here lately and pretty dangerous for motorcyclists as of late. 3 fatalities in the last month due to ignorant drivers and what not. Just last week one young cat was killed when a woman pulled out of Burger King, failed to yield the right of way. Died at the hospital. She was arrested and charged with involuntary vehicular manslaughter, I believe if she is convicted it carries a 2-20 yr sentence. Sucks to go to jail, but you shoulda been watching where you were going.

So with that said, I'm gonna ride. Why? Well, it was best said in "The 13th Warrior"... Our Destiny's are Preordained, Fear profits us nothing. So I cannot fear the unknown. But I DO have to ride. :D

Had a bad ass omelette this morning, gonna play my guitar for an hour or so because its just sitting there and if its not getting used, might as well get rid of it right? I'll just keep one of them, liquidate the rest. Need to finish up a research paper for school and a care plan for my clinical class.

I didn't get to go see Rambo the other day, so I might just roll out tonight to check it. The reviews that both GLF and Brownie have given it are too good to pass up, so I'm on it.