Eating out no more, & a new hobby?
Eating
out: So ‘last year’
I
covered someone’s
early-morning shift today and got off work around
3:30p. I had expected to come home to an empty house,
but lo-and-behold The Girl was home studying on the
couch. She was supposed to work tonight but found
someone to cover for her. Hey, we’re both home, this
is a good thing.
Except of course neither of us planned it nor what to
do about dinner in such a situation. Being hungry as
we were and with all the meat still in the freezer,
we opted for a night out to eat, something we haven’t
done in a long long time now. Our destination?
Marie
Callender’s. They
make pies. I eat pies. Sounds like a match. Let’s
go.
So some turkey dinner later, and back home I feel
like a zepplin; heavy, filled with noxious
contaminants, and ready to blow. Holy sh!t do I feel
like it might be the last time I ever eat out.
Seriously. Here’s how I’m looking at it. We sat
around a bunch of people that irritated us, ate food
that wasn’t all that good, paid too much for it, now
feel sick, and all we really got out of it was
convenience. Wow. How
convenient. Now I feel like a dog and I’m broke.
Yeah, sign me up.
No thanks. Organic dinners have spoiled me. And they
surely cost less. And I feel like a champ instead of
a chump. I’ll be dining in from now on, thanks
anyway.
Thinking
of a Hobby between 1 and 10…
So in case
you hadn’t noticed, I sort of enjoy being outdoors
and doing that sort of thing. Yeah I know it doesn’t
always seem to fit with my love of technology, does
it? Well believe it or not the two can coexist, it’s
just finding a way to meld the two together, which
was in large part what the whole “Digital
SLR vs. Pocket Camera” was
about: I want to enjoy the life I’m making up
here, but I want to enjoy the hobbies I love as
well. I
like photography.
But at what cost? At what point does it hinder my
enjoyment of other hobbies?
Well anyway, that’s not what this is about. This is
about new hobbies I want to take up. And you were
supposed to be guessing, by the way.
One of the things I have yet to grow tired of up here
is hiking. I love it, and again part of the reason I
love photography and want to continue in some sort:
it’s pretty and I want to capture it. But there’s
more to me than walking around. I want to run it. And
once I start running it, I need something to keep me
going. Like a bear. A bear chasing me would
definitely keep me
going, I think.
Ah, but maybe I don’t necessarily need a bear. Maybe
it’s just the challenge in general that I need. Yes,
maybe that’s it. Maybe a challenge. Like a
race. Yeah. A
race.
You see I’m a competitive soul. I have no idea why,
because I’m a sicilian male perhaps, I can’t say for
sure. But I do know that I’m always game to play a
sport and chase a ball, even if it’s a ball I hate
(I’m looking at you,
baseball…). So I’m
looking into things like adventure racing or at
least competitive off-road racing. Seems
to me like it might be something that interests
me. And it would definitely give me a goal for
training & such, and I love having goals for
training & such as anyone can attest.
Especially if they’ll like good ol’ Miles Join me.
For
the Record
This does
not mean that
Ju-Jitsu lessons are out.
No, that I’m not taking to be directly competitive,
and have no desire to try and “get to the top,”
mainly as I feel that likely that involves losing
more teeth than I maybe even have.
So Ju-Jitsu is still a go. And hey: if I find my way
to the UFC? So be
it.
Peace.