June Gloom

So for all of you who have never lived in LA or been here in the month of June, there is a regular occurrence known as June Gloom. It's essentially a marine layer that covers the city for about half the day about every day of the month of June, but usually around 1 or 2 it is completely burnt off by the sun. Leave it to Angelinos to be super depressed just because we can't see the sun for a few hours. Lord have mercy on us if it rains. People are about ready to kill themselves on those days.

June Gloom has taken on a different meaning for me. It's more of the foggy mental state I'm in lately. I've gotten a couple more job rejections since my return from Utah and it's really put me in a funk. Furthermore it's killing my desire to do anything. Not just workout, but anything at all. I just don't have the motivation to be very productive. I'm bored as hell because I'm essentially stuck in my apartment all day and even the prospect of cooking dinner isn't exciting me anymore. Despite the fact that I enjoy using my new knife skills that I learned a few months ago.

And I'm just pissed off a lot. Pissed I can't find a job. And when I do, I'm either over qualified, not qualified enough or I just don't know the right damn people to get the job. I'm pissed off because I'm noooooo where near where I need to be at this date to do a marathon in March. And now I feel like I'm just going to let everyone and myself down come game time. Like I said in one of my earlier posts, I just don't have much in my mental gas tank and I don't know what to do. I figured coming home from Utah would be a boost, but it just seemed to make things worse. There I at least had family and I was an Uncle, which is cool. And here I'm just another unemployed guy beating his head against the wall wondering "what the fuck?"

The good news is I'm going to Vegas this weekend for my dad's birthday, which will be super fun. It's impossible to be depressed when you're in Vegas. I challenge anyone to prove otherwise. It's just so damn fun there. I'm glad I don't live in Vegas because I'd never get anything done. Unless I could get paid to drink giant plastic cups full of Pina Colada all day. And I did go workout last night for the first time this week. But that was because my wife was going so it was easy to motivate myself. I am going to take a long walk today to see if it helps my mental state and also to see if it will jolt my workout motivation. I'm really hoping setting a nice goal for myself and then accomplishing it will give me that little boost I need.

Sorry for the depressing post today, but I've had a lot on my mind lately. And now hopefully you all understand why I haven't been writing as much as I should be. I'm going to really work on being better I swear. And if I drop off a bit please get on me about it. I need the regular kicks in the ass to keep going. Even if they hurt a bit.

Yard Workout

So on Thursday I decided to forgo the usual gym workout and instead spend my time burning calories out in my Aunt's yard. She's still recovering from a car accident back in February, so I went up to visit her and do some work around her house. I got really lucky because the weather on Thursday wasn't as hot as it could have been in her neck of the woods. But I was out there working for her for about two and a half hours. It was a great way to get a workout in and I had an opportunity to help out an Aunt in need. I also learned a few things about myself as well. One, I'm a bad-ass weed whacker! I mean I'm not going to pro anytime soon, but I probably could if I wanted to. Even though I spent a lot of time fighting with my Aunt's weed whacker because it kept wanting to stop working and the cord in it needed to be changed a lot, I still kicked that yard's green butt and I know she appreciated having me out there to do the work for her, so that's cool too. Second, I learned that I keep forgetting to wear jeans when I go to do work for my Aunt. If you've never weed whacked a yard without jeans on you're lucky. Let's just say for time's sake that the cord on the whacker has the tendency to spit a lot of material out. Everything from grass to small rocks that may be in the yard. And everything it spits out hits your legs. I was a bit cut up when I left, but that's what happens when you refuse to learn lessons. Hopefully next time I remember to wear jeans. Anyways, Monday, I'm getting back to my regular gym and walking routine and hang up my weed whacker until my Aunt's yard gets out of hand again.

Back From Utah/Idaho

So for everyone that reads this regularly and was wondering why I haven't posted anything in awhile, it's because I was out of town. My wife and I went up to Utah for a few days for our nephew's high school graduation. I know what you're thinking, how can two people who look soooo young have a nephew that graduated high school? Well, it's because my wife is the youngest of her siblings and the nephew is her oldest brother's kid. Also, don't worry, I was still finding ways to workout while I was up there. In fact we purposely chose a motel that had a gym in it when we were looking at where to stay. So I got to do the elliptical for 35 minutes one morning for a workout. I also played basketball with my nephew. That's always a great workout, especially because I usually win. We also went swimming and played some pool basketball as well. I even got to do some fishing too while I was up in Idaho and I caught three Rainbow Trouts. I'll have pictures of those up on Facebook soon. The best workout however was chasing my niece's little two year old. That girl could run and run and run and run. And like all two year olds, she never got tired. All told it was a great trip and I'm already planning my next fishing adventure. I guess finally catching some will do that to you. It was great being up there, but it's also great to be home even though that means getting back to spending my time looking for a job and hanging out with the four legged sociopath we call our pet cat. He's giving me the evil eye as I type this. But I'll also be back to writing regularly here on this blog. Hope you all didn't miss me too much. Until next time everyone.

Memorial Day March

So in honor of all the brave men and women who have served our country throughout the years, I decided to go on a march of my own on Memorial Day. Of course the real reason why I was going was because it was a beautiful day out and my friend wanted to go with me. We didn't really have a set goal in mind when we headed out on our journey. I was hoping to do about 7 miles yesterday because according to my watch that distance would burn 1000 calories and I've yet to hit the 1000 calories mark. Unfortunately around the 2.5 mile mark, my friend said he wanted to turn back because he was having an issue with something in his shoe stabbing him in the toe. So the walk ended up being a nice 5 miles which was great. Plus there were 4 different hills we had to go up and that was great. And I really didn't feel all that winded which was awesome. The only time I had a little problem is when we decided to run for a bit and right after that run was a steep hill. So that was a good challenge. Other than that I honestly felt like I could have gone for a lot longer had my friend not hurt himself. I might try for the 7 mile mark tomorrow or Thursday possibly. I think it would be a great goal to accomplish before I go out of town for a few days.