June 26, 2013
June 25, 2013
My stash...
These guys are so fucking lonely.
They've been relegated to the garage –
Land of Hiking Boots and Galoshes.
"When will we see some action, Milfy?"
they ask every day as I pass by them while schlepping the laundry to and fro.
How long is it from mid February to September?
Only about six months.
Cool.
Sure beats ten years.
Being injured sucks wad.
June 23, 2013
OBSESSED...
...is a word the lazy use to describe the dedicated.
Someone put this on Twitter. I've seen it elsewhere, too. And I think I even said it way back when I was an OBSESSED athlete.
Totally a crock of shit.
"Obsessed" is a word the unobsessed use to describe the fucking OBSESSED.
I'm not trying to say that all obsession is going to be entirely detrimental to one's life. I am saying that, speaking from personal experience and observation, a great deal of obsession is rooted in and results in dysfunction.
I caution the unobsessed and those envious of the obsessed against coveting obsession. It can be a very, very slippery slope.
This from Psychology Today –
Let us first examine the meaning of obsessions: Clinical psychologists think of them as fixations with an object, person or activity -- they are abnormal because they impair our capacity to love and work.
The non-clinical connotation of "obsessions", on the other hand, refers to a disproportionate or unusual focus on something.
Cue to 1:04.
Someone put this on Twitter. I've seen it elsewhere, too. And I think I even said it way back when I was an OBSESSED athlete.
Totally a crock of shit.
"Obsessed" is a word the unobsessed use to describe the fucking OBSESSED.
I'm not trying to say that all obsession is going to be entirely detrimental to one's life. I am saying that, speaking from personal experience and observation, a great deal of obsession is rooted in and results in dysfunction.
I caution the unobsessed and those envious of the obsessed against coveting obsession. It can be a very, very slippery slope.
This from Psychology Today –
Let us first examine the meaning of obsessions: Clinical psychologists think of them as fixations with an object, person or activity -- they are abnormal because they impair our capacity to love and work.
The non-clinical connotation of "obsessions", on the other hand, refers to a disproportionate or unusual focus on something.
While actual obsession can assist one in reaching the pinnacle of one's chosen field professionally, artistically or athletically, one always pays a dear price. Relationships are hindered and outside experiences are limited due to the consuming nature of obsession, to name a few of these prices.
Labeling someone as "lazy" because they're calling you on your shit doesn't fly with living a healthy life.
It is entirely possible to be dedicated without being obsessed. A healthy individual can see the difference. I'm a believer is word choice. Perhaps the word we'd like to use to describe ourselves is "focused" rather than "obsessed."
But then again, OBSESSED sounds a lot more dramatic than "focused," and despite their protestations, a lot of people are more into drama than they are able to acknowledge.
Are you obsessed? With what?
–No. Nothing.
Are you 'in recovery'? From what?
–Yes. Exercise obsession.
What does "obsession" mean to you?
–Overly focused on something (person, activity, thing) to the point of severely limiting other outside-of-the-obsession interactions/thoughts/interests/etc. Results in a narrowing of life scope as opposed to personal expansion.
Okay, so today I'm not being funny. There is no satire here. I'm just filling today's Blog Every Single Mutherfucking Day NO MATTER WHAT requirement. The point of view expressed is mine. You can disagree and tell me all about it on Facebook, Twitter or in a comment. I'll still respect you in the morning.
Labeling someone as "lazy" because they're calling you on your shit doesn't fly with living a healthy life.
It is entirely possible to be dedicated without being obsessed. A healthy individual can see the difference. I'm a believer is word choice. Perhaps the word we'd like to use to describe ourselves is "focused" rather than "obsessed."
But then again, OBSESSED sounds a lot more dramatic than "focused," and despite their protestations, a lot of people are more into drama than they are able to acknowledge.
Are you obsessed? With what?
–No. Nothing.
Are you 'in recovery'? From what?
–Yes. Exercise obsession.
What does "obsession" mean to you?
–Overly focused on something (person, activity, thing) to the point of severely limiting other outside-of-the-obsession interactions/thoughts/interests/etc. Results in a narrowing of life scope as opposed to personal expansion.
Okay, so today I'm not being funny. There is no satire here. I'm just filling today's Blog Every Single Mutherfucking Day NO MATTER WHAT requirement. The point of view expressed is mine. You can disagree and tell me all about it on Facebook, Twitter or in a comment. I'll still respect you in the morning.
Cue to 1:04.
How in the fuck do people blog every single mutherfucking day?
And some people blog multiple times per day. How do they do that?
Wait.
Don't answer that.
I don't EVER want to feel compelled to try it out.
Here I am on Day 3 of Blog Every Single Mutherfucking Day NO MATTER WHAT Month and all I can think of to say is that I'm giving the shitty purple socks and the killer DVD of sweaty guys in microskirts to Amy (who is extra cool because she has no blog). Go wild, girl. If you didn't win don't worry. We're moving and I'm sure to unearth tons ofcrap awesome items for future giveaway fodder.
Hmmmmm. Thinking – what can I tell you?
I did go to the beach today with my family, but I took zero pictures and didn't meet up with any other bloggers so nobody really wants to hear about it.
I didn't work out even a teeny bit except to load and unload the truck going to and from the beach. Big family = lots of shit when you go to the beach = a lot of work to load and unload. Nothing for DailyMile though.
I ate nothing noteworthy. Not even the licey hair in my freezer.
I did not wear new running shoes or any other running gear at all for the entire day. No gear review.
I still have gotten no free shit but I'm not surprised because I did take two months off of blogging.
The big excitement of the day is probably that everyone got sunburned because I did a shitty job sunscreening us all. I tend to neglect that, chalking my lameness up to making sure we are all getting enough Vitamin D. That's legit. We are a nation deprived of Vitamin D largely due to the Big Money sunscreen manufacturers and the chemical companies that supply them with the anti-sun stuff.
It's a conspiracy.
I know it.
I read about it on the Internet.
What do YOU think is a conspiracy?
Are you a Conspiracy Theorist?
Do you use your sunscreen regularly?
I'm getting really good at these engagement questions – and especially at choosing coordinating colors for them.
Wait.
Don't answer that.
I don't EVER want to feel compelled to try it out.
Here I am on Day 3 of Blog Every Single Mutherfucking Day NO MATTER WHAT Month and all I can think of to say is that I'm giving the shitty purple socks and the killer DVD of sweaty guys in microskirts to Amy (who is extra cool because she has no blog). Go wild, girl. If you didn't win don't worry. We're moving and I'm sure to unearth tons of
Hmmmmm. Thinking – what can I tell you?
I did go to the beach today with my family, but I took zero pictures and didn't meet up with any other bloggers so nobody really wants to hear about it.
I didn't work out even a teeny bit except to load and unload the truck going to and from the beach. Big family = lots of shit when you go to the beach = a lot of work to load and unload. Nothing for DailyMile though.
I ate nothing noteworthy. Not even the licey hair in my freezer.
I did not wear new running shoes or any other running gear at all for the entire day. No gear review.
I still have gotten no free shit but I'm not surprised because I did take two months off of blogging.
The big excitement of the day is probably that everyone got sunburned because I did a shitty job sunscreening us all. I tend to neglect that, chalking my lameness up to making sure we are all getting enough Vitamin D. That's legit. We are a nation deprived of Vitamin D largely due to the Big Money sunscreen manufacturers and the chemical companies that supply them with the anti-sun stuff.
It's a conspiracy.
I know it.
I read about it on the Internet.
What do YOU think is a conspiracy?
Are you a Conspiracy Theorist?
Do you use your sunscreen regularly?
I'm getting really good at these engagement questions – and especially at choosing coordinating colors for them.
June 21, 2013
WITFF... AKA more than WIAW
Anyone can take a couple of photos one day a week and try to impress the world with their nutritious and delicious comestibles. I challenge the health and fitness blogging world to share the contents of their refrigerators every Friday using the new meme
WHAT'S IN THE FRIDGE FRIDAY
What a fucking pain in the ass.
Do you buy organic?
How much Chobani do you buy? And how much chia?
Do you prefer your Junior Mints frozen or at room temperature?
June 20, 2013
I have the best giveaways. This time it isn't used.
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June 18, 2013
Food, Drama, and a Gratuitous Ass Photo
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