The Websolace

Life is unfair! Life is deceitfully unfavorable to any side!

Not really.

The biggest realization so far in my ENTIRE twenty years, is that when life takes something from you, it always leaves you with a lesson to compensate.

I’ve been living my life too smooth to care about the little humps, when presented with a mountain to climb over, I was devastated… of course, I didn’t read the manual given to me correctly, nor did I notice the reaching hand.

No shortcuts, just solutions.

I have fifty or so years to live, at this pace, I’ve wasted nearly a third of my time wondering how the system works. Like a boy I was eager to run mile, scars from trips in mind but never knowing how far the run actually is.

That boy tripped, that boy cried and as he wiped his tears away and stood up, there arose a man.

..and he had one thing to say:

NEXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXT~!

What separates boys from men?

What do you need to earn the title of man?

That’s quite a touchy topic, it would differ from person to person, but personally speaking… it’s commitment and responsibility.

Beware the boy without a plan, like another crash course into regret. Be forewarned of the individual without the slightest thought of the future, for all his agenda ends shortly.

The same way, will you invest in a stagnant bank? Are you willing to dive into shallow waters?

This is when men… after all, are golden.

It’s nearly over! I’m glad to report that I’ve lost twelve pounds, from 218 I’m now a lighter 206lbs!

The formula? This fast + exercise (jogging, walking, fitness machines) + boxing everyday, It really really really really works! Note that the fast was reckless though and I don’t recommend it, I have no clue how I survived a week without eating, but I did right?

Boxing being effective, wasn’t surprising! On a prepared diet for me two years back by my nutrionist along with boxing, I lost ten pounds in just two weeks, now that’s staggering. It isn’t much to compare with the weight I’ve lost now in so little time as … it’s really the bad way to lose it. It’s a sport you would really enjoy, it gets your andrenalins pumping specially in the moments you feel like you’ve got nothing more to give then suddenly… a rush of energy throughout your body to get you to hold on and finish that round.

A special thanks to Stephanie for the week diet she recommended which I’m eager to start in a couple of days.

// Dear Neighbor

Hey neighbor, you’ve probably seen a lot of me these days as I’ve been walking to and going home from the gym every afternoon and evening.

During these times; more when it gets dark, I’ve come to know some of your dogs and what company they’ve provided me in the last couple of nights. You love your dogs don’t you? In fact I bet you love them so much because it’s starting to show, you’re looking more like your pets everytime we see each other. I would appreciate it more if you actually had dogs with a proper breed, don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean to offend you for taking care of a confused breed at all. I don’t mind dogs with more than one breed, totally cool with me. What I mind is that you pathetic owners leave these ugly four legged freaks every night for them to run after the next person they see walking. Take proper care of your dog, don’t let it out alone; certainly with the mixed breeds, certainly not that adorable for me to approach and pat.

I like walking at night, it relaxes me after a strenous workout.

I like dogs too, they’re cute, loyal and make nice companions.

What I don’t like, is you neighbor. Therefore, relatively, I don’t like your pets either. I would make an exception for your pet if it’s even the least aesthetically pleasing, but no…

Would you like to prolong your pet’s life? Suggestion, keep them away from me at night. I get stressed everytime I have to deal with your pathetic excuse for a guardian. They sure provide me with more exercise, keeping my heart pumping and racing against the normal beats.

I will skewer your dogs if I have to. I have a principle against killing animals, but I also have another principle that outrules that when it’s against my personal safety. If you do not abide by my little request, expect a doggy wake within the week. I will run over your dogs, I will poke out their eyes, I will drain their blood in front of your driveway, I will skin them while concious.

In the plausible event that they do overpower me, expect a word from my lawyer the very next day. Let’s play a game shall we? For every drop of my blood your dog takes away from me; that’s you, your son, your daughter, your wife, your grandmother, your grandfather, your grandchildren, your great grand children’s eternal debt to me. Money isn’t really a big deal to me, not that I have money, but I would want you to suffer a thousand fold of my brief perishment. I will ruin and destroy the rest of your lives for your irresponsible handling of domesticated animals.

Please be guided accordingly.

..and remember, I hate you. If you ever see me smile at you, that’s just me imagining you dying in a fire.

Day five and an awesome day it is.

Exercised, boxed and exercised more, testing to how long I can keep this up… so far my body is holding up pretty well!

I’ve lost a considerable amount of weight which is great!

Today along with the many different topics brought up, I’ve rekindled with my sense of direction. I pride myself as someone with a firm goal in life and I’m much determined to get there even against life’s unfair rules. The most basic question asked to any kid is “what do you want to be when you grow up?” and I would always answer then that I wanted to be an astronaut. I still do and if some opportunity of a lifetime opens up for that dream, I won’t hesitate to grab it. That same question I’ve held onto even to this very moment to keep myself from falling off a good path.

Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living. - Anais Nin

What do you want to be when you grow up?

This post is for day four, and sad to say I’ve slightly, slipped.

No sugar coating: I drank three beers, ate two marshmallows and 1/5 of a three inch “hamonado”.

Please promptly slap me when you see me in person, but the fasting is still ongoing even though it’s lost most of it’s glory, I have to finish what I started.

Sorry if I let you all down, I gave in to temptation and it’s sickening! Nothing went great today and I needed a quick rebound, hence the beer…. then the strong lure of chocolate dipped marshmallows was too much for a fat guy to take.. THEN came the hamonado.

Although, not to justify the damage done, but nothing felt wrong about it. The only guilt I felt tonight was letting down the people who believed I can get through this flawlessly. Other than that, it felt _alright_ to drink some with friends, knowing you’re in good company and that you’re guaranteed a safe trip home. I don’t want to speak in behalf of moderation, but yeah, I deserve to live a little. Again, there’s no reasoning out what has been done for it is to stay that way, no buts either, just… a fun, steady, night.

Tonight I saw myself differently, I saw a free spirit steaming with positive energy. While I’m not always obedient to the same rules I ground myself on, I can always trust myself to know what’s best and where I’ll be happier.

No regrets tonight, again, I’m sorry, in the end… tomorrow’s always a new day!