It seems as if it has been forever since I put a post out here, but with all of the old postings you could have easily found something to put you to sleep. But, just because I haven’t posted anything doesn’t mean I haven’t thought about it or been secretly plotting travel plans in between the gift buying and end of year work. It would be nice if I all I did was write, but alas, it does not pay the bills yet or even afford me a stick of gum. So, until I can be self-sufficient with my words, I will pull the 9 to 5 with a big smile on my face. So just like that it’s 2015 and while others are steadily beating their heads against the wall to get in shape, I have a plan to keep you focused and engaged in your individual workouts. Travel. Ohhhh. Huh? Yep. you heard me, travel. back in the day when we took one trip per year, it was the 6-8 weeks prior to the trip when my wife and I would get serious about getting in shape. I mean, after all who wants to go around looking like crap on their vacation photos, especially when they may soon turn out to be your Christmas Card photos. You have to think ahead, because these are the pics you show off. We don’t Instagram or Facebook, so most of the crap pics we take of each other rarely ever see the light of day. So two months of the year we would look our best. And then we started the never-ending trip. Essentially always having a trip on the horizon. High class problem, huh? So with trip after trip, there is really no downtime to be lazy, right? Well, I wish that was the case, but I had a hard time putting down the sausage balls this year and engrossed myself into a Hershey coma several times over the last few months. Because of that, there have been quite a few sightings in the neighborhood of a very pale man with a spare tire wrapped around his waist running sprints. All in a days work of getting back in shape for what may prove to be one of the busiest traveling years we’ve had. I’ve been down this road before, the whole cutting foods out and really working myself into shape, but it does seem to get much harder each passing year, say…2 pounds extra per year. I’ve been told by many that if I would just get rid of my old friends, it would be much easier to get in shape. But every time Sam Adams and his friends come over to play, I seem more than “hoppy” to engage in pleasantries well into the night. And he keeps changing his persona each season, so as soon as he ticks me off and I become ready to move on, he pulls me back in! The Founding Father has become the Godfather. Which leads me to the everyday diet. I’ve discovered, probably over my last beer, that if I schedule a trip every couple of months I may be able to save myself from those few extra pounds. It will be tough, but I’m going to push myself to travel more, eat less and drink less…strike that…drink the same and exercise more. My resolution is to get in shape to pay a visit to the rum factory in Barbados later this year and possibly some beer halls in Munich. I know, I know. It will be tough. But I’m determined to not let this chocolate and greasy food get in the way of a good IPA. It’s all about priorities folks so don’t get sidetracked by the negative energy and calories that float around. If it’s not in a liquid form, it probably isn’t worth it. Stick to pretzels and good beer. You won’t regret it.
“Live within your means, travel beyond them!”