It is about 3am Friday morning. I have been tossing and turning for the last couple hours and finally decided that I might as well get up and write down a few things that I was thinking before I finally hit the road and make the 2 hour drive to my 10k in Bonita, Ca. The race starts at 8am. I know it is very common for people to be nervous on race day and rather than getting much needed sleep, they lay awake with their thoughts until the alarm clock finally goes off and they have to start getting ready.
In less than 5 hours I’ll be running in “The Volunteer Run: FBO The Ultra Medical Team.” They have plenty of mileage options but I chose the 10k. Just a quick way to burn off some of those holiday calories and still have plenty of time to enjoy the rest of my day.
This has been a great week so far. On Christmas Eve, we got together at my cousin’s house and we partied pretty darn hard. It was a blast but I spent all Christmas day with a huge headache, which I did not enjoy.
We had so much fun hanging out together, dancing, talking, laughing, making fun of each other, more laughing… it was truly one of the funnest nights I’ve had all year and I like how much closer we have all become.
My cousin Chris, who you may remember from an earlier article, was there and he definitely brought his A game when it came to telling jokes at other’s expense, particularly my brother Justin’s (who ended up being called Ellen DeGeneres the rest of the night).
Chris looks like the lovechild of Captain America’s Chris Evans & Maroon 5’s Adam Levine. He is easily the most handsome guy in the family. Chris was wearing a sleeveless shirt when we got there to show off the guns. Somebody asked him a fitness question and he started telling us about clean eating and intermittent fasting. He said he was working on his six pack. His brother replied that he has been working on his six pack for four years, but Chris also happens to be the most “fit” looking guy in the family, so I think he knows a little about what he’s talking about (and he’s a sharp dresser).
Chris is the only one who didn’t drink anything that night. He said he is all about fitness and gains. Before I left the party I told him that I was inspired by him and his discipline and that I want to start being more like him when it comes to reaching my fitness goals.
I, and pretty much everybody else there that night, were feeling pretty drunk and I remember thinking to myself that I didn’t like this feeling. I wasn’t slurring speech or anything but I did break two wine glasses which means that I get pretty animated when I drink. My head was already starting to hurt, and I remember thinking to myself (several times that night) that I would never drink like this again. The Christmas hangover just confirmed that for me.
When it was time to leave, we were all responsible enough to have a designated driver take us home. We went back later that night for some more food and to just hang out- this time no alcohol.
We learned that Chris’s friend was driving drunk and was in a serious car accident. He didn’t make it.
Chris was obviously very affected by this but he knows that we are all here to support him and get him through these tough times.
I decided that I want to set a good example for others like Chris set for me. I want to adopt this fit, clean lifestyle and I want to represent the rewards that come from discipline, hard work, and responsibility. I don’t drink much anyway but I have set some pretty big goals this year which means that I need to train hard, eat clean, drink lots of water: in other words, I need to get serious. I’ve decided I’m not going to drink anymore.
I always wear Superman gear when I train. Although many people find his squeaky-clean image boring, that’s what I like about him. That he lives a clean life. He knows right from wrong and does the right thing even when it’s hard. He was always my favorite superhero growing up. Later Hulk Hogan, taught us kids that we needed to “Train, eat your vitamins, say your prayers, and believe in yourself, brother.” These are just two of my role models from when I was a kid but I appreciate their message even more now as an adult. Every now and then I take care of my little nephews. I want them to look up to me with the same respect and admiration that I had for my uncle (the fit, athletic one who was always giving me life lessons and also didn’t drink).
Here’s to the start of a new journey,