Hitting the road for a Thanksgiving Holiday
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Being a parent comes with many challenges, including the challenge of watching what you say. I'm the type of person that likes to curse but now Cece is in that repeating age so I have to watch what I say so she won't go up to strangers and start cursing them out for fun. You can also make statements about and around kids that have a completely different meaning when taken out of context. Rizzo and I had and continue to have lots of these moments. Here are just a few of my favorite statements made that can be completely inappropriate when taken out of context.
Running is hard. Running in the wind and rain is harder. Will I meet my goal of breaking a 30-minute 5K race?
Part one of (at least) a two part series in an attempt to keep the issue of the Electoral College in the minds of the readers.
We had a bit too much stress this week to talk about the serious story we are all thinking about so instead, let's turn the tables on women when it comes to bathroom habits. Take that, women!
Now the the popular vote for President of the United States has concluded I can reveal to the world, hopefully without repercussion, something that will likely upset a large portion of my readers. I did not vote for President. “But Wes,” you say, “I know I saw the terrible cliche voting booth selfie on your Instagram account showing you were in the voting booth.” That’s true, you did see that picture. I did vote. I always vote. I just never vote for President and I won’t vote in a Presidential election until the Constitution is amended to remove the concept of the Electoral College.
The more and more I write these weekly weight updates the more I realize that the reader must be incredibly bored with the structure. At this point, you know I work out on Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday. You know that I usually run on Tuesday and Saturday and go to OrangeTheory Fitness on Thursday and Sunday. You know that I try to eat right (although this past week has been a bit of a stretch on that with Halloween and all) and we eat the same thing during the week. With that in mind, it is time for a change of format.
I love fast food. I really do. I think it is delicious. There is nothing I love more (that is a figure of speech people, there are clearly things I love more) that a Wendy's Spicy Chicken Sandwich and a large side of french fries. I also know that fast food is terrible for you. Everyone knows this but we continue to eat it. Why? Because we, as a culture, have convinced ourselves that we don't have the time to cook a healthy meal and delicious meal on our own so we resort to fast food. We even named it "fast food" to convince ourselves that it is faster than making our own food. We are lying to ourselves.
Our meals can be delicious AND healthy AND fast. All you have to do it cook it ourselves. It seems so simple yet so complicated. That is because we, as a culture, have convinced ourselves that in order to cook a healthy meal it has to be complicated. That is where we are all wrong. Anyone can cook a delicious meal in less time than it takes for you to go out and get a burger. The key is from a phrase I was taught in Boy Scouts - KISS: Keep It Simple, Stupid.
Another week in the world of being self employed and I’m finding I have (what should come as a surprise to no one) less time to write as I’m beating the pavement to secure new clients. Rizzo has on multiple occasions had to settle me down to explain to me that is has only been a few weeks and that I’m not going to have a full slate of clients in just a couple of weeks. My head says exactly that but my heart still gets frustrated that it isn’t happening all at once. I planned for this so it isn’t as if it was something unforeseen. This was all part of the plan but some days it still feels like wheels are spinning. The most important part is to keep working. In the end, the hard work will pay off.
We love going to the farmer’s market. Waking up early on a Saturday morning to purchase fresh produce; pick up some grass-fed, organic, hand-cut meats; indulge in a danish between some free fruit samples, and drink some beer. Wait, did he just say drink some beer? That’s right people, when you make your way over to the Reston Farmer’s Market on Saturday morning make sure to stop in to the Lake Anne Brew House for wake-me-up beer.