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I Lied… But I’m Smellin’ What He’s Cookin’.

November 18, 2011

So I lied.

 That wasn’t my last blog post.  Truth be told, I didn’t “lie” per se… I honestly thought, as I was typing it, that it would be the last time I would be using this blog.  But, as always seems to be the case, something happened.

At the end I asked for help.  I asked anyone who could give me advice on what I could do to please reach out to me and drop me a message, some tips, a pep talk… anything.  And a lot of people did – almost 40 people!  I’m not the most popular kid in class, so to get that kinda reaction was stunning to me.

And it helped me, in a very bizarre way, to make a BIG lifestyle change.

Out of those people that messaged me, FIVE (5) were due to relationships formed while I lived in Virginia, the state where I have resided for over 13 years.  Five.  All of the rest?  Jersey… where I grew up.  I gratefully responded to everyone that messaged me, and at that point I realized not only did the blogging help me as well as inspire and entertain a lot of people (hence why I am back), but that I was typing a lot of the same things over and over again:

‘No support system’
‘Kinda alone in this right now’
‘Hard doing this on my own’

It was at that point I said to myself “Why am I doing this alone, on my own, with no support system?  I’m in between jobs, divorced, no kids… why am I still here?”

4 weeks later… I was home.

I’m officially back in Jersey… in my hometown… ready to be with the people I know can help me get to where I need to be.  These are the people I am comfortable with letting into my life – something that was near impossible for me to do in VA (minus a few key people… and a couple of angels) and I can already feel the winds starting to change a little.

I’m at the gym where my best friends are all members – they’re all over the place, but we’ll work out together a bunch not just to work out, but to hang out too.  I start Weight Watchers again this week, with the one person in my life I worry about disappointing the most – Mom.  🙂  I have meals with my family several times/ day.  My goddaughter has already scheduled a ‘Wii Sleep Over’ so we can play Carnival Games, make a fort and have Grandpas famous chocolate milkshakes (how may points is that?).  These are the positives I needed to have in my life… and that I hated not having in VA.

I stayed in VA a few years too long I think, but better late than never I guess.

Now… there’s another influence in all of this that a) I am being entirely serious about, and b) is too entertaining not to mention.  As you all probably know, I love me some Twitter.  Well, one of the people I follow is Dwayne Johnson.

You may know him as this guy…

I know… I’m a grown-ass man and I still love me some wrestling.  I don’t schedule my days around it like I did when I was 10, but if I’m home and it’s on?  I most certainly have it on.  Well, The Rock is back wrestling, as well as filming for the new GI Joe movie, and is straight JACKED THE F**K UP.  I know this because he tweets motivational pictures of himself working out.  Dude’s got motivation out the ass.  And, for some reason, every time he posts something motivational, it works for me.  He’s like my personal Tony Robbins.  I wanna put Boots to Asses when he tells me to.  I wanna run/ workout/ drink protein shakes when he does.  I mean, even my Dad is motivated by him – and my Dad hates wrestling… and Twitter.  I completely mark out to everything he says.

So I decided I’m gonna use it.

It may seem crazy, but it works for me.  So, every morning, I wake up to one of a library of Rock videos when he goes and lays the Smackdown on some poor unsuspecting soul and use it to get my day started right.  Some people use coffee, others Red Bull… I prefer pie.  🙂

Seriously… how does that not get the blood pumping?!?!

A N Y W A Y . . .  Ladies and gentlemen… I’m back.  And this time, it’s for good.

So here’s the deal people… as you can already see the blog is changed up a little.  OK, a lot.  But its change signifies the change that this is for me.  I don’t have an ‘end game’… yet.  No lofty goal… thus far.  My whole focus is just getting back on track.  Will there be a Tough Mudder in my future?  Yeah.  I just know that at this point I’m gonna need to do one.  I don’t know when or where yet, but it will be done.

But for now, it’s back to what works – Weight Watchers, exercising, friends, family – and puttin’ Boots to Asses if necessary.  Oh, and blogging about it.  There will be blogs.  This is what worked before so I’m gonna go back to it… guess will find out together how I do this time too!

Till next time… C-YA!

2 comments

  1. Hey I was wondering what happened. Glad to see you moved home and have the support you need. As for me well I fell off too so now that your back on the grid I'm getting back on too. Your blog will be my home support. I enjoy reading your posts not only do they crack me up but are very encouraging. …(I can see that we are family..LOL) Me doing a tough mudder well I don't see that happening..lol But Healthy I can do. You can do it little Cuz…


  2. It's really great to be home… I didn't realize it would be so positive this quickly. I hope you get back to it too – it's SOOO hard for me, but I'm lucky that everyone (Mom and Dad included) are on-board helping me out. Hope you and the family have a fantastic Thanksgiving – we're doing it here at the house with my brothers in-laws!



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