Baby Steps

I’ve been told by everyone and their dog that I need to get normal, whatever that is. Thing is I haven’t any sense of what normal is suppose to be. My body is completely confused. For those of you who don’t know I spent some time in the Middle East this last summer. It was hot. I got as use to the heat as possible. Now I’m in Alaska. It is cold in Alaska. The funny thing is I was colder when I was in the Middle East more than I am here. I attribute it to a number of things; I was not sleeping properly, eating properly, and in general working too much. All those things made it feel colder when it was actually warmer. Maybe it is also because now I have the good sense to get in out of the cold when I start feeling cold. I just think my body has come to terms with it sucking all the time so it doesn’t complain as much as it use to.

When I got back to Alaska I decided I was going to start a healthy diet plan. This was going great for about the first week or so when I was back. I got hungry and ordered a pizza with Buffalo wings. I know not the healthiest combo, but I figured I could splurge a little. What I didn’t figure is that I would eat the entire pizza in one sitting and the wings soon after. I don’t think I’ve made myself a meal to date. That has got to be a record for me I’ve gone over eight months without preparing food for myself.

All these items of stupidity tend to show that I am back to my old self. Every now and then I do get a clip that shows that maybe I need a little more adjustment time before I give myself a clean bill of health. One such instance, I was riding in a car down the free way. We were going fast about 75 mph. To me that is zooming. I saw a black tar line on the road. I nearly had a heart attack.

I basically have about a week before I got fly back to Utah. I think I’ll reconnect a couple more dots there. Till the days of winter are over I guess I’ll learn to deal with the cold.

Virtually Back

Well I’ve now got internet in my room again. Odd how things like that have no real existence in the material sense have so much existence. Now what to do with these idle hands, besides type that is.