I Run Therefore I Am....

I sit in an office and while it gives me every excuse to be fat and lazy I refuse to give in. My life is busy anyone with kids knows that you're a slave to them(how odd how that's backwards, oh well whatever).

So I have to run during my lunch hour(which is nice it helps break up the day). I take a late lunch(I usually head out about 1:30 or so) it helps the day go by faster the only downfall it's hot as hell when I run. I like to think of it as added resistance. Since I live in Flat Florida I have no hills, but I do have heat and humidity. Unlike hills they are constant so in a sick way it's like running uphill all the time. =) I will say that my pace in the summer drops significantly compared to the winter(if you can call it that).

Running has really helped me in many ways(besides the obvious health benefits). It has given me the ability to push myself and do things I didn't think I could do(or want to on most occasions). Out there on the road it's you against yourself(and the road/trail/path/whatever), and you have nothing better to do than think so now is a perfect time. Also thinking helps you keep your mind of the fact your on fire.

With all of this I guess I run for me. At the end of the day it helps me which in turn benefits others but it helps me keep my edge and I love running more than any other form of exercising period(Though a swim in my pool is a close second).

That being said I Run Therefore I Am....

Vegas Baby

You know I've been to Vegas a dozen times(Hell I lived in LA so it was a quick 3 hour trip across the desert) and this time it was so different than all the other times.(Granted this time it wasn't about drinking and gambling 24/7).

I really took time this time to notice what Vegas has to offer and what it's really about(Yes this is correct not a single drop of alcohol). After noticing all the massive changes from the last time I was there I was quickly put back into place on what that city is all about. It's almost like a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide thing. In the day it's bright sunny and people are walking around looking at all the sights taking pictures and making it appear that it's a normal place.

When the sun sets so do all the safeties and morals that most people know. The first thing that I noticed were the millions of people(men and women back in the day it was just guys) wearing brightly colored shirts handing out pamphlets for prostitution *cough* excuse me escorts or dates. OK seriously who the hell doesn't know you're trying to hand out a paper of some hot chick who doesn't exist that they're trying to get you to "Pay" to hang out with her. Enough of that no need to give any more attention to something that deserves none.

Secondly it seems like the whole atmosphere and aura changes after dark it's much more loose and a bit shady. Why is it that because you're in Vegas now 98% of all the women feel it's appropriate to dress like a Slut? Seriously? I saw more chicks dressed in clothes that were at least two sizes too small than I have combined in my lifetime. Now don't get me wrong I'm a man and I enjoy the sight seeing but it becomes pointless. You actually become desensitized to it. By the time I left the chicks dancing in the cages nearly naked I didn't even do a double take at.

I played my two favorite games of choice(Blackjack and Crap) and despite the craziness I actually left with more money than I went with(this was a first and probably a last). I could totally become a professional gambler. This is hard to believe since I also have OCD.(I'm a video game junkie I tell you). You would think that this would suck me in and I'd become a degenerate. I think it's because I don't really get the high or enjoy it like the obsessive people do. Don't get me wrong I'm doing the high five and cheering thing like no body's business. For some reason I'm able to separate myself from the act of what I'm doing and bring myself back into a logical state of mind. I also hate to lose another reason that I'd think I'd fall prey to loosing everything.

I may have to test this theory out in Vegas Baby...