January 1, 2009
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1.1/2009
Happy New Years... I guess. I have never really seen the point of this day. I would like to think that it started off being a celebration that people survived yet another year and that they are celebrating continued life. However, that's just my hunch. Anyway, I looked back a year in my posts and I found that my resolutions for last year were to exercise more and eat less candy. I kept and augmented the first promise, but I completely and horribly neglected the second.
Throughout last year, I began to exercise more than I had in my entire life. There were many reasons for this. Firstly, and most importantly, it was a diversion from thinking about my recent break-up. It was a method that kept my mind occupied on work and the physical pains of building muscle rather than the emotional-psychological pain of feeling alone and useless. The second reason for this was because I have always felt as though my body was not adequate. It was fit for running distances and sprinting, but it really wasn't too much to look at. I wasn't fat by any means, but I wasn't in the shape I desired. Working out, gaining muscle and definition, has endowed me with a higher sense of confidence in my own self-image. Having seen the benefits of continuous exercise, I will continue this regimen.
The second, neglected promise of removing sugar has become my resolution for this new year. I'm going to work to eliminate candy from my diet. I did it with soda, so why wouldn't I be able to eliminate Skittles and other candy?
Another day, another year.
I'm starting to think that other people may find our family more interesting than their own. I'm not sure why though. There have been dozens of occasions which people have jumped into our conversations, or times where random people have admitted to eavesdropping on conversations in public places. This is especially apparent whenever we invite people to hangout with the family. Many times they walk away saying that they enjoyed themselves, and would love to hangout again, when all we did was talk. My question now is, do other families not talk as regularly as we do? Are they not as frank? Why do all of these people find our family so interesting? Are we abnormal? Do we go against the intellectual grain? (What are other families like?)
Do we inspire conversation?
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