ADRENALINE! HEART! DESIRE! (& a lil b.o.)

It’s been 8 days since I learned of my brother’s feat of finishing a 75 mile bicycle charity event.

That got my brain again thinking about trying to run a marathon.  I feel fat and sluggish.  I just saw a bunch of recent pictures of me on FB and surprise - surprise!!!  I look quite fat.

I could not be underperforming more at work or in my business so I feel like I need to do something extraordinary.

Realistically in the shape I’m in I figure I would need about 28 weeks to train, but OH NO!  THAT’S WAY TOO LONG!!!

I found a marathon in Dallas on December 4, 2011.  That gives me about 14 weeks to build up my stamina from about 4 miles to let’s say 16 miles.  I’m hoping adrenaline, heart and desire will push me the other 10+ miles.

Well I guess I’m off to a pretty good start.  I just did 2.5 miles on my lunch break even though I’m super tired and I forgot to bring an extra shirt to run in.  That’s right I’m wearing the shirt I ran in under my uniform – I’m sooooo nasty!

Happy 80th B-Day Momma!!!

Today was an awesome display of familial joy that  my eyes have not seen, and my heart has not felt in many years.  Not that it hasn't been there, but for some reason my eyes were blind to it and my heart was too unfeeling.

Some awesomeness displayed by my family:

#1 Son: Had an air about him of contentment that made me proud to be his little brother.  Just like my dad he goes to work every day and works his ass off for his family.  He was there for me in my darkest hour and I know he'd be there again for anyone in our family.
    
#1 Sis: Just like big bro #1, big sis #1 has been there for me in some dark times (yeah I've had my share).  I think I may have the most in common with sis #1.  But just like copies always lose a little sharpness from the original, I'm not as smart or as strong as my sis.  I've always thought of sis as the sweetest thing.  Then something happened and that sweet sis showed a pair of balls the size of a Fiat (Tee Hee, inside party joke).  Well big balls are good, but the wisdom to know when to whip them out, that’s the hard part.

#2 Bro: This dude never ceases to amaze me.  I remember a movie from the 80's called "Iron Will".  That’s my bro.  I might be better at something than him but if I'm going to win, I better be twice as good.  His persistence, work ethic and positive attitude are going to overcome a lot of whatever I have over him.  I wish I had his positive attitude and work ethic.
    Oh by the way with very limited training, dude completes a 75 mile bicycle charity ride.  Work ethic, persistence and attitude - WOW!

#2 Sis: One tough cookie.  She speaks her mind and don't take shit from no one.  I think Sis #2 and I share a lot too, but in some ways we are polar opposites.  #2 says what she feels always.  I sometimes over analyze and other times fail to analyze what to say.  I think if sis #2 and I can morph into one super Bigeck we might take over the world.
    Anywho, sis #2 took the bull by the horns and arranged my mom's surprise 80th B-day party.  I haven't seen mom that happy in a long time.  Awesome job #2 sis.  Cheers!

I'M AN OLD BASTARD

Something dawned on me on my way into work tonight - I'm fricken old.

Every radio station I listen to is lame. I haven't bought a new CD in I don't know how long. I've never bought a music download. And apart from a catchy tune by Katy Perry or Lady Gaga (music a 42 and 5/6 year old man has no business listening to - "sun kissed skin so hot it'll melt your popsickle"? I'm so ashamed) I can't stand new music.

I always thought I would continue to enjoy new music, that I would always be open to new sounds. Well after getting excited about hearing Jackson Brown's "Running on Empty" it's official - I'm an old bastard.

Now that I think about it I walked the dog the other day wearing shorts and black socks. Whats next? "GET OFFA MY LAWN!!!"

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On an unrelated note today is my 7 year anniversary at County. This has been a strange run with such mixed blessings. Even though I'm an "Old Bastard" on a serious note I am truly thankful to be where I am at. So curious to see what the next 7 years have in store.

Isn't that the worst cropping job you have ever seen?