XXXI: Blog About Beards?

Can you actually write a full blog entry about shaving your beard?

Challenge. Accepted.

Earlier this month I dyed my overgrown beard, blue. However, with all the coloring, no one asked why I grew my beard so long to begin with. I haven’t shaved since April 1, 2015; nearly four months ago.

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XO: Expectations


I hate that word. Expectations, it’s almost as if it was designed to imply that you’re going to fail at any given proposal anyways. It’s a burden, a weight on your shoulders. It’s annoying the prophetic sense and tense of the concept. Frankly, I’m just not a fan. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: 5:00 AM Killer

As it turns out Darco came home late from the ‘company meeting’ this evening; meaning that there wasn’t time to get to the gym before it closed tonight.

What does that mean?

It means I’m packing two bags for tomorrow; one with all of my school stuff, and another filled with gym clothes, shampoo, etc…

I’m heading to the gym at 5:00 AM.

I hate my life.

Not nearly as much as I hate being fat.


Mobile Minutes: Archives

I restarted my Tumblr account today.

The Tumblr account was created with one sole purpose: to lose weight.

The account was a accountable tool I used starting back in January of 2011. At that point in my life I was unemployed and 275 pounds. I didn’t work out, I didn’t run, and I didn’t eat well. Realistically, we can just say that I was a mess.

However, I grew tired of it. My pants wouldn’t fit, my shirts were too tight in the wrong areas, and even taking self portraits with a webcam was painful. I had become that person that I said I had never become.

So, starting at the end of January I started a year long program of destroying the weight, and I’ll be honest; it worked. By fall of last year, well after a full year had passed; I was down to 225. For my frame that is an ideal weight.

Since fall I’ve packed on some pounds; moving, gym memberships, apartments, pizza, donuts, and traveling all add up over time.

My girlfriend noticed and encouraged me to get active again, and not lose track of my personal goals. That’s what started up Tumblr today.

The thing about digital devices that you leave over time and come back to can be the skeletons that still remain in them. My Tumblr account has over thirty pages to it; that’s a lot of information dating all of the way back to January of 2011.

I was still married.

Foolishly tonight I went through some archive files on the account; noting the journey that I’ve had [similar to this site]. However, the more I read the more fearful I became.

Let’s remove the Shock from the image for a moment.
Let’s remove the apartment, the job, and the future.
Get it all out of the way.

Sometimes when I talk to individuals, media, etc…I take a few moments to review the journey I’ve been on since 2011, it’s been a crazy one for sure. However, as unique as it is, it’s something I never, ever want to even come remotely close to reliving ever again.

I still get scared of repeating the past. I still fear losing everything…again. I’m terrified of messing up, screwing up, and letting people down. I joke around that frequently I don’t sleep at night; it’s overrated. The real reason I don’t sleep at night is because I don’t want to relive the life I once had, I don’t want to remember June of 2011, I don’t want to remember September; I don’t care if it is all part of ‘who I am’, I don’t want it to be.

I’m not the owner of a premier women’s soccer team, and I’m not a corporate inspector for Subway. I’m an only child who screwed up big time a year and a half ago, and I’ve had to spend the past twenty months rebuilding everything about my life. This is why stress from the day-to-day can get to me, but doesn’t scare me away.

I’ve met isolation; I’ve lived with depression, and I’ve drank from the cup of hopelessness. These are my nightmares that I hope will forever stay locked away.



Recall back to one of my goals of losing weight. In January for 2011 I weighed an alarming 275 pounds. Rather insane.
The weight had to go.
Via working out, diet changes, and a divorce; a year later I was able to state that I was down to 225.

Incredible…”study’s” suggest that my ideal body weight is around 215.

I didn’t think much about, until today. After my girlfriend and I finished our stellar workout we went to the scale for curiousity. Because of a sweat soaked hoodie, shoes, and other clothes the number was going to be exact regardless.

I stepped up…

…with all the gear and after the workout the scale rang in right around 224…

…that was with all the clothing and shoes…

I am amazed.


Mobile Minutes: #dineinchallenge

After I got back from my trip; I got a text from my girlfriend. She wanted to start a good, budget friendly challenge between the two of us. It was crazy enough that I’m inviting you to join!

Here’s the deal:

We spend way too much money on fast food and eating out. It’s stupid. So, we’re trying to cut back and be a smart couple financially and physically [fast food is so bad versus home cooked…most of the time]. We came up with the #dineinchallenge [hashtag because it runs on Twitter]. The rules are simple; no dining out Monday through Friday. Saturday and Sunday it’d be wise not to, but no penalty. However, there is a penalty for dining out Monday through Friday. My girlfriend tried to come up with the one thing she hated more then anything when working out, and I do believe she found common ground for both of us.

Each time you dine-out=75 push-ups.

Sorry, but for me; that’s disgusting. I hate push-ups, almost as much as she does.

We’re even talking about implimenting rules that will allow another person to decide when you start doing your push-ups [randomly shopping in a mall, Sunday School, walking to the post office, etc…]. We’re fine tuning that one.

However, both of us thought it’d be great to invite all our lovely readers to try it out with us. Be sure to check her out at her site [that we’re working on motivating her to follow through with].

Good luck and be sure to use the hashtag #dineinchallenge on Twitter!

P.S. She already owes 75 push-ups…hehe…