Seeing the ugly side of humanity

"My religion is very simple. My religion is kindness." --the Dalai Lama

Today was a rare glimpse for me into the darker side of life. The side where it's ok to scream obscenities as loud as you can. The side where emotions can be left unchecked and actions can be reckless. The side where violence is always the answer. Ok I'm definitely overly dramatizing the situation, but the whole thing was surreal.

As I stepped onto the bus this afternoon after work I was met with two ladies in their mid-forties at least, screaming and cursing each other out. I scooted past and took a seat, but soon enough the screaming turned to violence. Hair was being pulled, arms were being punched, skin was being clawed...I contemplated letting the scene play out, but decided it best to step in before someone was truly hurt. So I got in between the two cougars with their claws out and tried my best to separate the two. In the kerfuffle I took an unintentional shot to the head which was the last straw for me. I yelled STOP loud enough to startle both on them momentarily, which was long enough for me to push them apart.

I don't know what started the argument, but I stopped it.

Gangster's Paradise

I saw the movie Public Enemies last night. With it's star studded cast and intriguing subject matter, this movie had SO much potential, but instead was rather long and slow. Sadness. John Dillinger did live in an apartment just down the street, on Grand and Lexington, from where I live and one of the shootouts that took place there was displayed in the movie.

I give the movie a hearty "Meh!"

New music!!

I've added a bunch of new music to my playlist, so check it out!!



I'm going to try to get back into this blogging thing again. I always have random / mundane things I want to share with people, but nobody to share them with, so I turn back to you, the internet. I'm sure all of my faithful readers have fallen to the wayside by now, but if anyone still checks this thing make sure to say hi.

So lets see, what's new with me. In the winter after the marathon, I succumbed to slothfulness and stopped running cold turkey. The effects were not pretty. I ballooned to nearly 285 lbs, developed knee problems, and of course my clothes didn't fit well. There are many factors which led to the realization that I needed to change things. The past 2 months have shown the effects of that change. I'm now back to running almost daily, eating better**, and have so far shed 35 lbs, with another 40-50 to go. I am going to enter the lottery for the Twin Cities 10-mile tomorrow so I have some sort of goal to work towards other than weight loss. But weight loss is a primary goal. Here's hoping I can keep it up!!

**I mentioned that I've been eating better, and in general I have, but the past few weeks at least I've had zero appetite. Each meal time I've have to force myself to east something, and even then my stomach is fighting back. I never feel like throwing up, but my stomach is always giving me the message that it's full. I've gone days with eating nothing or very little. Today for example was a good day. I ate a bowl of cereal for breakfast and a chicken breast and green beans for dinner. That's not a lot of food, but it's more than I've been able to put down in a long time.