The Way I Tend to Be #into18

Sometimes I am over the top.
Sometimes I say stupid shit.
Sometimes I work the room like it’s my job, (and it usually is).
Sometimes people just shake their heads at me.
Sometimes I am quiet and in my head.
Sometimes I sit in the corner and keep to myself.
Sometimes people shake their heads at me.

It’s never black and white.  If I am quiet, then people say I am not me, if I am bouncing off the walls, people look at me like I am an alien, which they do anyway most of the time anyway.  So why turn down I guess.  But I regress.  I need to turn it off once in awhile.

One of the best days at Universal was being in Volcano bay and away from my phone for 5-6 hours.  It was weird at first, mostly cause it was so beautiful and I wanted to take pictures but then that feeling went away and I remembered how to take the photos and put them in the back of my mind.  Not worrying about the word for a few hours…  Felt really good.  Everyone is so used to me writing them right back and but it’s always okay when I wait hours for a simple response.  So I’ll have to do more unplugging in 2018.

We are 3 days from the New Year!  And while I will reset my diet completely on Tuesday, I’ve already started getting used my new meal plan because I don’t do resolutions.  I already started getting myself together to make good on promises that I made myself and my body years ago.  I already never miss the gym if I have a training/body part that I have to work out. So it’s just getting the kitchen, my eating and my easily distracted mind back in the game. I need to make every workout count too.  I am blessed with one thing and that’s the time to do it so I have to take advantage of it.

I thought my blog last week was going to be it for the year and then I found myself with time and music and a little inspiration and didn’t want to leave the year on such a negative note.  I was thinking of the date…  January 2nd.  It’s a Tuesday, every diet or reset I’ve done has probably been on a Monday.  Something about getting up on that Monday morning and starting fresh.  My friend Nina’s birthday is the 2nd.  I was thinking about it last week when I got her and her fiance’s Christmas card.. (full of cats of course) that she has a great birthday.  The entire world tries to better themselves…  they try to change on her birthday.  How cool is that?  By the time my birthday rolls around the month after, a good chunk of those people have already been broken…  but she gets a day of rebirth.  Pretty cool if you ask me.

Frank Turner writes that Broken people can be put back together.  He also wrote an entire album called positive songs for negative people 🙂 What the hell does he know.

So 2018 is coming.  What’s that mean to me.  Well on the 2nd.  I’ll get on the scale.  It won’t be too pretty.  But I’ll take that number and start my #50lbsin2018 goal. It’s just one pound a week for 50 weeks 🙂  I can even get two weeks vacation in there 🙂 That’s my promise, not resolve, to do for myself in the upcoming year.  And yes, I’ll beat myself up, yes, I’ll stumble, I’ll fall and I’ll push onward.  I’ll push forward.  No more than 2 drinks at a gig, as low calorie as possible.  And if I can go without then I will.  Nothing bugs my friends more then me being completely sober.  I must be a monster then, huh! But I still want to get into those size 40 jeans that slipped on right before I hurt myself and needed surgery. I want get into them way more than anything right now.

I want to buy more and more experiences in 2018 and less junk that I don’t really need.  I want to travel.  I want to see things.  I don’t want to put things off anymore. I really don’t want to have any regrets. I don’t want to put things off.  I’ve watched that bite my family, too many of my friends in the ass and I won’t let it get me.

So I better get ready for the gym and for the weekend.  I just wanted to say thank you for reading, commenting, letting me know you are here with me.  I have been very blah since the summer and my hernia surgery, I let it beat me.  I am battered and I am bruised but I can’t afford to lose. Today marks the 4 year anniversary of this blog too 🙂 and it’s Amber’s birthday!

I hope that everyone had a great holiday full of love.  Be safe this weekend and I’ll find you here next week.

Into 2018,

Franco