Hey what up?
I didn't like my 1st video Blog .... so here is an 2nd...
This is what I did/doing this summer....
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
RUN, RUN, RUNNING... 4 what?
What is up?
Last Saturday morning (7/26/08) I ran in a 5K race (3.1 miles). It started and finished in East Lawn, one of the oldest cemetery's in Sacramento and the race ran through the fab-forty's neighborhood (a richy-rich area of Sac). The was about 1,000 people that signed up for the race and the event was put together well. I did pretty well over all in the race. I ran a 0:29.7 min race (~9:30 min mile average.. my personal best) and was quite sore by the end of it all.
I started running about a year ago to help with some of my health issues (mental and physical). Not EVER really running for a sport in my 40 plus years and not being in any kind of shape for twenty years, it has been a struggle.
A little back story: With all my physical problems that I developed from slamming meth and drinking hard alcohol nightly, I had to deal with some pressing problems a few years back (05/01/05). First, I needed to get clean and sober. Second, after a few months of being clean, I went through the interferon treatment to try and rid myself of Chronic Hepatitis C virus that I contracted from being a drugy. The interferon treatment went on for 72 weeks (almost a year and half) and it was HELL! I was deathly ill every weekend and by the time I started to feel a little better, the next weekend came. So I would have to inject myself with the interferon to get sick once again.
After the 72 weeks of treatments, I had a lot of aliment's that were caused from the treatments and had to have a couple of surgery's and give my liver some time to recoup.
So that brings me back to running and trying to get my health back ........ (to be continue)
Last Saturday morning (7/26/08) I ran in a 5K race (3.1 miles). It started and finished in East Lawn, one of the oldest cemetery's in Sacramento and the race ran through the fab-forty's neighborhood (a richy-rich area of Sac). The was about 1,000 people that signed up for the race and the event was put together well. I did pretty well over all in the race. I ran a 0:29.7 min race (~9:30 min mile average.. my personal best) and was quite sore by the end of it all.
I started running about a year ago to help with some of my health issues (mental and physical). Not EVER really running for a sport in my 40 plus years and not being in any kind of shape for twenty years, it has been a struggle.
A little back story: With all my physical problems that I developed from slamming meth and drinking hard alcohol nightly, I had to deal with some pressing problems a few years back (05/01/05). First, I needed to get clean and sober. Second, after a few months of being clean, I went through the interferon treatment to try and rid myself of Chronic Hepatitis C virus that I contracted from being a drugy. The interferon treatment went on for 72 weeks (almost a year and half) and it was HELL! I was deathly ill every weekend and by the time I started to feel a little better, the next weekend came. So I would have to inject myself with the interferon to get sick once again.
After the 72 weeks of treatments, I had a lot of aliment's that were caused from the treatments and had to have a couple of surgery's and give my liver some time to recoup.
So that brings me back to running and trying to get my health back ........ (to be continue)
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Dissolving of my life
When I was still partying, I used to keep a journal of my feelings and thoughts to help me to remember things that I was doing. This entry was written on 4/11/05 (my birthday) and was towards then end of my partying. I don’t remember writing this entry or much of April and May. I never knew that being so empty inside could weigh so much!!!
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Waiting for these crystals (of Meth) to dissolve in my spoon called life. I crush down the glass-like chunks, just like my dreams. Breaking down the pieces into smaller and smaller slivers of meth, they splinter and shadier all my integrity and self being. This is a SLOW death and I know how all this is going to end but I still continue on with the insanity. Sitting in my car (the place that I also call home) I'm waiting for the meth to dissolve, All my dreams, All my hopes and all of my future is also being disintegrated. Then to be filtered (Like my future) through a cotton ball, the liquid solution is sucked up (like my face) with a needle. Then slammed into my vain so that I can fill the void in my sole that has been SCREAMING for help all my adult life. I know that I can't take much more of this, I'm to intelligent for all this kind shit but here I sit, waiting for my meth & life to dissolve.
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Waiting for these crystals (of Meth) to dissolve in my spoon called life. I crush down the glass-like chunks, just like my dreams. Breaking down the pieces into smaller and smaller slivers of meth, they splinter and shadier all my integrity and self being. This is a SLOW death and I know how all this is going to end but I still continue on with the insanity. Sitting in my car (the place that I also call home) I'm waiting for the meth to dissolve, All my dreams, All my hopes and all of my future is also being disintegrated. Then to be filtered (Like my future) through a cotton ball, the liquid solution is sucked up (like my face) with a needle. Then slammed into my vain so that I can fill the void in my sole that has been SCREAMING for help all my adult life. I know that I can't take much more of this, I'm to intelligent for all this kind shit but here I sit, waiting for my meth & life to dissolve.
And HERE we GO!!
This is the 1st day of my blog-ing....
I will post some of my writing from the start to get everyone up to speed (or get me up to speed, Not sure if there is even going to be an 'EVERYONE'). (*talking to myself is the sign of TRUE genus *)
I will post some of my writing from the start to get everyone up to speed (or get me up to speed, Not sure if there is even going to be an 'EVERYONE'). (*talking to myself is the sign of TRUE genus *)
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