My birthday is Monday.
Every time my birthday is approaching, I often think about my friends that didn’t make it beyond 21. I think about them and everything they’ve missed and lost and I think about my life and what I’m doing with it. Am I living every day to the fullest? Am I making the most of the time I’m given? Could I be doing more?
In some ways, I think I’m in a good spot. I have a family, I’m a very involved father, I have a house with a yard. I even have a website and write books. I wish I could save more money, but then would I be enjoying life?
For the most part, I think they’d be proud of me and they’d say that I’ve tried to make the most of my opportunities. But they’d be shocked at my appearance.
I’m fat.
Yes, I’m a big guy with a big structure. Yes, I’m fairly active in that I take walks and play with my kid and chase her around. And yes, I’ve been told I look like I weigh less than I do, I wear it well, and all that crap, but I’m severely overweight. I have a gut and a fat neck and no chin. It’s time to get serious. I’m now closer to 40 than 30. I have to turn this around. I don’t want to have to worry about my health when my kid(s) is still young.
Besides, I want to live, not to 150, but to a reasonable age. After all, what good is putting 15% away for retirement if you’re going to die at 55?
Time to do some push ups.
Here’s what I wrote this week:
- Requiem for the Hip-Hop Soundtrack [The Musical Outcast]
“It takes a long time to become young.”
– Pablo Picasso
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