On New Years Eve my friend Gina wanted to take a million selfies. That’s what she does. She’s that mom. Playing at Parx Casino already makes my head spin and then you add New Years Eve, all he people, my phone blowing about tickets, another band.. a Dj.. for the band leader it’s overwhelming. I didn’t want any parts of selfie time. She wasn’t happy and neither was Donella and a few others. Gina has a ton of selfies from 2017. She has seen the band with her friends a lot, and that makes me very happy. So I should have gracefully taken the photos and there a few taken under protest…
But the reason I tell you all this is that a few days ago while I was lifting at the gym I was listening to one of my favorite punk, alt rockers, Frank Turner… he has a song called Polaroid Picture and one little chorus in the song hit me hard..
Let go of the little distractions
Hold close to the ones that you love
Because we won’t all be here this time next year
So while you can take a picture of us
We all won’t be here this time next year. I’ve lost friends who have been reading this in the last few years. I’ve lost clients at the photo studio to cancer.. accidents.. addiction. So I never really thought about it. I’ve always been the keep of memories. I’ve always liked taking pictures. I had a camera with me in college when no one else ever did and i have the most memories saved for my friends and fraternity brothers. We have lost quite a few of those too. So next time, no matter what is going on with me, I’m going to try harder to stop, be in the moment and let the photos fly. Although I am sure that all our mutual friends are sick of looking at us.
I knew it was coming there week and I’ve hit the week two weight loss pause. Nothing crazy new to report on that.. I have hit the gym hard, I’ve done exactly what I was told. My meal plan, my strength programming, all hit close to perfect.
Yes, chocolate chip cookies and fresh italian bread creeped into the house and made things a little harder but we’ve gotten by. Tuesday was my weigh in day and on Tuesday the number was 45. Today it’s 46 so we’ll see what weigh in brings on Tuesday morning again. My body hurts. I am tired, drained and sore. But it’s definitely a good sore.
Watching “This is us” this week cause 1. I’m basic and 2. There is not hockey this week and there were some hard to watch things with Kate and her weight and the snack sneaking. I don’t sneak the snacks or the food now cause I’m a grown ass man and I am accountable and responsible for everything I put in my body no matter what. But I know I was always rewarded with food when I was younger. I would have money and I would sneak fast food or stops at the pizza place alone on my way home from school. Brought back a lot of thoughts.
Well It’s a shitty rain friday here in Philly and I spent way too much time at the Allergist this morning and my meals are off, I ned coffee and no matter what have to finish my program for the week which chest and shoulders to rock out my friday.
I am out here screaming that I want to get better. Why does everything so bad for you have to taste so good.
We are 12 days into the year. I hope you are on the path that you want to be.
Love and stuff,