Happy TUESDAY interntians,
I took a bit of a leap for this week’s blog-o-the-week by posting a video blog… of me… standing in front of a camera… shirtless… and headless (I blame the camera guy who’s name we won’t speak but it starts with a J and ends with a D)… rambling on about how I was able to achieve a resulted body as a manifestation of my mind. Idiot-approach aside, I sound like a professional wrestler during a pre-fight interview who just thinks he’s the shit. Not my intention + poor delivery = May have come off that way. So, by the looks of my daily hits, I’m ballparking that the video didn’t go over well. It didn’t go over well not because I look like a jackass. No. It didn’t go over well because I realized today… Monday… the same day that said blog was posted… that people enjoy my blog because of my WRITTEN perspectives… not my spoken perspectives. I’m certainly better behind the keyboard than my projected voice and shirtless attire (my stylist is on vacation). And, in the past, I’ve been told from peers that my blog is an easy and enjoyable read on the way to work or during down time. You would think something would click prior to a trip to devalue-city? Not this guy. I realized that I need to stick to what I’m good at, which is delivering an eloquent hot-mess every monday as a pile of words with a side of boomshakalaka. Plus, I can’t look past the fact that these days, without a decent established viewer demographic, AIN’T NOBODY GOT TIME FOR AN 8-MINUTE MARATHON VIDEO.
Ahem, the written version:
The purpose of my video was to put an image to the author, to put my talk into my walk, to physically portray how I am able to manifest my thoughts into a physical reality… a.k.a standing shirtless and talking about myself… and elaborate on that manifestation: I achieved my healthy results by simply understanding myself, what I’m all about, why I’m all about, and what makes me… me. Obviously that understanding wasn’t really all-that-simple over the past however-many years, but I did eventually put into perspective the opposite of simple… complicate. I learned to stop complicating things, which then opened the doors for simple as a more direct path to the results and happiness that I desire. If I’m not complicating I can only be simplifying! For years I complicated the hell out of what I thought “health” was. My biggest issue was that I thought health was an external achievement, i.e. physique, diet, and exercise programs. No way in hell did I ever consider my current mental and emotional state nor the years of buried mental and emotional states that play an important role in this sweet life-o-mine. I constantly reached out externally, neglecting the ONLY thing that mattered in a pursuit of health… mahself. Along this pursuit I learned some things. I learned a few life lessons. I learned different ways of thinking that shed light on things that have been in the dark for years. I learned that I need to be happy with myself on the inside in order to be happy with myself on the outside. I learned that I am an absolute asshole when I think I’m right and that there’s only my way or the highway. I learned who I am by clarifying why I am sans [what I thought to be my] reality (hint: self responsibility regarding ev-ery-thin-g). I learned that health is so much more than my physical self!
I did not achieve these results because of a strict diet… I have my definition of healthy and unhealthy foods but I also need to live my life without self-imposed boundaries. “The world can expand when walls do not exist.” (Robert Fritz) I did not achieve these results because of any one superfood… I do have my preference of cooking oil, protein supplement, salt, et cetera but there will never be ONE food that is the be-all-end-all to health. I did not achieve these results because of a specific fitness program… I constantly try out different exercise programs and piece together what works for me, for my goals, and for my lifestyle. I am not healthy because I spend 5+ days in the gym… The world is my gym as long as gravity and my extremities exist.
THIS is how I feel when people see me and immediately inquire about my workout program or diet… Dude, how many days a week do you lift? What program do you do? What’s your diet? I enjoy the look on their face when I say that I might work out 3 days a week (4 at THE MOST), that I’d rather sleep than work out, that I drink soda, I eat bread, I eat full-fat ice cream, I eat saturated fat, I consume sugar, I drink coffee with cream and REAL sugar, I drink whole milk, I drink sugar-infested juice, I eat red meat, I eat fries, or that I rarely eat vegetables. Sure, I went through phases of insane workout programs and strict diets but I do not consider that to be healthy for me at this point in my understanding. I work out sporadically and consume “junk foods” because I truly believe they’re healthy by my definition of “health and happiness.” More importantly, I stopped defining health as just diet and exercise to create a better-fitting idea of what it means for ME to be healthy.
My mentality, my emotional well-being, and my spirituality are far more important than any physicality I possess. My body is nothing without my mind, heart, and spirit. These three are the foundation of my healthy results because THEY are my first priority, because THEY are healthy, because THEY are given the attention that they deserve, and because I have given myself the opportunity to understand why they are so important in my life. My body, my face, and my eyes will always show where my head, heart, and spirit are at.
I know it’s a little short and a bit jumbled, but it’s 1am and there’s 8-minutes worth of jabroni-talk that may have some more insight.