10 December 2006

in search of a good meal...

in thirteen days i turn thirty-five.

and the thing i want most for my birthday is to have someone buy me dinner. on my birthday. like a celebration. if one were to celebrate thirty-five.

but... well, i know better. no sushi. no chicken picatta. just me and a couple frozen burritos on a saturday night.

at least the next day is crab legs for christmas eve.

21 November 2006

thanks...

thanksgiving is so close. and while i've been dwelling on the bad these days, there's so much that i have going for me to be thankful for...

  • for my son - numero uno. because without him, life wouldn't hold the wonder that it does every day.
  • for my family. it's a big one, and i'm the person i am today because of them. all of them.
  • for my best friend. i have absolutely no idea where i'd be without her - except that i'm infinitely better for having her in my life.
  • for reasons to be hopeful. lots of reasons.
  • for a new year. and a fresh start.
  • for nature. for green. for life.
  • for the wherewithal to have gotten this far in the pursuit of a healthy lifestyle for myself.
  • for my health and the health of those close to me.
  • for good food.
  • and for love. in its every manifestation.

  • 18 November 2006

    on the market...

    it's official. the sign's in the yard. the pictures have been taken. the price has been set. and it may not be the best time of year to do this kind of thing (and i know - i've been through it before), but my house is on the market.

    blogland, please cross your fingers for a quick sale. i need to move on with this life, and part of that is starting new in a place of my own. a place that can really reflect me.
    ________________________
    on a different note - since i haven't spoken a word about training lately - well, training. for the past couple months it's been running and weights on the weekend only... weekday life has just been too crowded. i may be a little hopeful (or naive), but i'm going to do my best to get my run on another day every week... starting this week. the positive is that the same chris who didn't run one bit this time last year is putting in five to six miles at a time - which is working out to about 45 miles a month. 2005 chris would have called me a lunatic...

    09 November 2006

    down

    not a great time in foolish epidemic land. too many memories, too much stress, too alone. thing is - this is the time of year that i used to look forward to the most. now, it's just a reminder of everything that i don't and can't have.

    the next couple months are bound to suck. just hope i can get through them with some semblance of sanity...

    21 October 2006

    i have failed you, oh internet...

    so i haven't posted in a while again. i also haven't set goals and have been making it to the gym in embarassing infrequency. but i do have excuses. which means i have excuses, and no real reasons. ah... what's a guy to do?

    excuse no. 1: i'm selling my house. and buying another. seems my "special taxing district" means 3x the surrounding metropolitan property tax. yeah - that's pretty special. and although i've been in the house for nearly 2.5 years, the city just levied that tax. and i have the pleasure of paying back taxes for a year. and - ouch - a tax increase plus back taxes equals unaffordable.

    at the same time, though, it allows me to start again on my own. to erase the unfortunate memories that reside in this house. to pay k off and eliminate my debt to her (that isn't due for another 16 months - but early is good, right?), to find a place that is me and mine. there are a hundred stressful things to consider along the way, but it'll be a good thing in the end...

    excuse no. 2: i've been lazy. after the race for the cure in denver a couple weeks ago, i've got nothing lined up on the horizon to train for. it's getting cold, nighttime occurs an hour earlier, and i just haven't felt like getting to the gym on weeknights. because i'm a bum...

    and that's me lately. a lazy, house-selling, non-posting bum. i will get better - but i will make no more promises to you, internet. i've raised expectations enough already and failed you miserably. i just hope i don't disappear altogether...