Hundred Pushups
When I started watching what I ate three years ago, I remember thinking "When this is all over, I'm going to look like Brad Pitt in Fight Club". Lofty expectations, I know. I weighed 238 pounds at the time and set my goal at 50 pounds. I was going to lose 50 pounds and be ripped out of my mind when I accomplished it.
Well, I'm here. 188 pounds. Do I feel great? Sure. Am I healthier? Obviously. Ripped? Not so much.
Actually, there is some definition. But that's when I'm dehydrated and it's early in the morning when gravity hasn't used it's vice grip on my fat and pulled it towards the Earth. Call me narcissistic, but I love looking in the mirror in the morning. It's the first time in my life when I can be proud of what I see. I'm going to take advantage.
I need more though. Definition, that is. Sitting on a chair shirtless still produces a flabalanche, so more work is required. I've thought about ways to go about this and I've considered every option.
I'm done with the gym, for now. It's just not worth it. Now, if I had the gym to myself or with only girls, I'd be there for eight hours a day. But those crazy anti-discrimination laws have made it illegal to exclude males other than myself from public gyms. God damn liberals.
I'm also avoiding any sort of "plan" or heavily loaded workout regimen. Such as Insanity or P90x. Firstly, they cost money, which is something I don't have. Not only that, I've tried Insanity. It's freaking insane. They're not lying. It's all resistance and no weights so you're only working against your own fat ass, which is never good. It's brutal and it's something you have to quit your job to succeed in.
So I've settled on www.hundredpushups.com. What is it? It's a routine where the eventual goal is to do 100 consecutive push-ups. I'd explain more, but it really doesn't get more complicated than that. Which is why I like it. Bottomline: just do push-ups. And push-ups are a good indicator of strength. How do I know that? Because I can't do them. Also, people I know who are in shape swear by them.
So I'm starting today. May 24th, 2009. I'll keep track of how I'm progressing on my Twitter (see top right corner of this page). Hopefully when it's all over, I'll look like THIS.
LeBron James is going to the…

When LeBron James signed a three year extension with the Cleveland Cavaliers at the end of the 2005-2006 season, most of the United States quickly utilized their third grade math skills and deduced that James would be a free agent following the 2010 season. Ten minutes later the speculation began.
And it hasn't stopped since.
The front-runners in the LeBron sweepstakes for the past three years have seemingly been the New York Knicks. The reasons for it have been myriad. For one thing, LeBron James has not stopped flirting with the Big Apple since the day he stepped foot onto an NBA court.
And it's the flirting that has more or less convinced me that LeBron James will be in a Knicks jersey at the start of next season.
Admittedly, James has done a great job of saying nothing. He gave no obvious inclination as to what his intentions were. He said all the right things. Platitudes about how he loves Cleveland, loves the fans, loves his teammates. But it's his peripheral quotes and actions that have peaked my attention.
Regardless of whether Madison Square Garden is so, why even proclaim it as "The World's Most Famous Arena"?
Regardless of whether he's a Yankee fan, why wear a Yankees cap to Yankees games?
And regardless of his relationships, why make so obvious his connections with Jay-Z?
These all may seem limited and insignificant, but in the world of LeBron James, they are very important. James isn't a dummy. He's actually very bright, completely aware the shadow he casts, and the impact he makes. So what are the chances not every public move he makes is calculated? Zero.
And that's why I think he's on his way to New York. Look, it's easy to say he'll stay in Cleveland because he'll be loyal to the city he grew up near. Or that he'll sign with Chicago because of their strong, young foundation of players like Derrick Rose and Joakim Noah.
But does LeBron really want to toil in Cleveland for the rest of his career? Playing for a team that has yet to provide James with solid complementary players for the last seven years. Honestly, Antawn Jamison and Shaquille O'Neal were their answers to LeBron's impending free agency? Those moves would have been great if it were 1998 when O'Neal was 26 years old and Jamison was a highly touted college star.
And I laugh at the idea of James heading to Chicago. Really? Honestly? You're kidding. I'm sure he would love to play under the shadow of Michael Jordan for the rest of his career. I don't care how good Rose and Noah are, they're not winning six championships. And that's what James would have to accomplish, AT LEAST, if he didn't want the constant comparisons to Jordan. It's lose-lose, no matter what he does.
Do people fully realize how great Michael Jordan was? The man won three NBA Finals (as well as three Finals MVP's), decided to try baseball on for size for two years, came back and subsequently won three more NBA Finals (with those MVP's as well). Sports are about comparisons and if LeBron wants to stamp his legacy, New York is where he needs to do so.
Basketball is this town hasn't been relevant since the late 90s, and even then it was luke-warm. It's weird to think of a city that chugs out NBA talent on a yearly basis, a city with a hunger for hoops, has played second fiddle, if not third fiddle to the Yankees, Mets, Jets, and Giants. LeBron could easily re-energize basketball in New York. And if he were to carry the Knicks to their first championship since 1972, he could become an immortal.
Which is what he wants.
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My Yearbook Quote: A Retrospective
Everyone I've ever met who went to college said the same thing when they graduated:
"It went so fast"
They go on and on about how high school felt like yesterday and that it (when I write "it", I mean college. Sorry for the interruption. I'm just adding this for my neurologically-challenged readers) didn't feel like four years at all. Not for me. It felt exactly like four years. Which is weird because I graduated a semester early. So three and a half years felt like four. Go figure.
Anyway, in an effort to feel nostalgic, I decided to crack open my high school yearbook. It's something I do at least once a year strictly out of boredom.
I think the yearbook means a lot less today than it did say, 10 years ago. I'm sure in the past, someone would open up their yearbook and ask "I wonder what this guy is doing" or "Where are they now?" Not anymore. With the advent of Facebook, Twitter, and the 900 social networking sites, you now know that the hot blonde you graduated with is single, working part time at the Dairy Queen and is currently "soooooooo hungover".
My favorite part of every yearbook reread are the quotes. They seem SO important when you're told to choose one during senior year. I didn't necessarily agonize over it, but I did think it was a big deal. I remember I wanted it to be inspiring, smart, witty, bold, and a quasi-premonition. I wanted people to think "Wow, he really knew who he was and where he was going". What did I end up with?
"Our fate dear Brutus lies not in the stars, but within ourselves"
That's right, when in doubt, pull out some Shakespeare. Now I'm not saying I regret my yearbook quote, I just think I took it a little too seriously. It really is just a quote. But I acted as if my future employers/wife/children would judge me based off the quality of a series of words I chose. In retrospect, I kind of wish I took the funny route. Something totally off the wall and utterly meaningless would have sufficed. And as I look through my yearbook, I see many of my former classmates had the right idea back then. They understood the pointlessness of the whole exercise and took full advantage:
"No shirt, no shoes, no dice"-Jeff Spicoli (Fast Times at Ridgemont High)
"Goonies never say die!"-The Goonies
"Don't act like you're not impressed"-Ron Burgundy
"I don't apologize. I'm sorry, that's just the way I am"-Homer Simpson
Ugh, they got it. I didn't. At least not as much. There were those who used their quote as some vague threat to any future adversaries. Some examples:
"A coward turns away, but a brave man's choice is danger"-Euripides
"Never do an enemy a small injury"-Niccolo Machiavelli
What's great is that their picture matches their quote. A penetrating stare with even the slightest hint of a smile. Classic.
And then there is the requisite quote that's in every yearbook since 1986. You know what it is. It's from that movie that's on every rainy Saturday on Comedy Central.
"Life moves pretty fast, if you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it"-Ferris Bueller's Day Off
Sadly, there were only two of my classmates who used the quote. Disappointing really. It's an easy go-to quote. "Yeah, life does move pretty fast. I should stop what I'm doing and looking around. Got my quote!"
I wish colleges took yearbooks as seriously as high school's do. I would totally have my quote ready. But I wouldn't use some movie, or philosopher, or bible verse. This quote would come from your's truly. And it would be so long, they'd have to remove my picture just to fit it.
"Well, here I am. Four years from high school, four years in debt, and with seemingly no connections. After having "the college experience", I'm convinced that those eight semesters were strictly a cash grab for the university to whom I forked over the money. Looking back, I wish I went abroad immediately following graduation. I could have attained the same amount of education, real world experience, and connections, all the while making love to beautiful European women and drinking foreign beers."
It's a bit wordy I know. But I think I got my point across.
Students kicked off campus for wearing American flag clothing
On Cinco de Mayo, students at Live Oak High School in Morgan Hill, California were asked to remove American flag bandannas they were wearing on their heads as well as turning shirts inside-out that showcased the stars and stripes.
"They said we could wear it on any other day," Daniel Galli said, "but today is sensitive to Mexican-Americans because it's supposed to be their holiday so we were not allowed to wear it today."
Subsequently, the boys decided to go home instead of receiving a suspension.
This story has caused quite the uproar over the internets the past few days and I've chosen to give my opinion regarding the whole issue.
It's easy to get your panties in a bunch when hearing that someone's precious child was not allowed to express themselves at school. Especially when it's something as simple as displaying the American flag. Look, we all love America. I certainly do. And you should too. But there comes a time when censorship is important, and even necessary.
The principal was right and wrong. Yes, wearing the American flag on Cinco de Mayo was clearly incendiary. It was some sort of showcase in passive-aggressive faux-patriotism. Being patriotic in America is about embracing other cultures and nationalities. So when Cinco de Mayo rolls around, the proper thing to do is to celebrate with your Mexican-American brothers and sisters (Sorry to sound corny, but that's the way it should be).
Sharing an opinion about something easy the slightest bit controversial is tough because you have to assumed what one's intentions were. From what the students say, they were being patriotic. Really? Is that what you were doing? You all decided to be patriotic, together, on Cinco de Mayo? ZOMG TWIN!!!!
What pains me about this is that they had no right to be censored. Because according to the 1st Amendment, blah blah blah, you know how it goes. It's only the foundation for our rights as humans, so you should at least. But I still think what the principal did wasn't 100% wrong. He snuffed out a fire before it got out of control. Allow he displayed unconstitutional tactics to do so, he got his point across. These students wanted an incident. They wanted some sort of confrontation. If there was a genuine display of patriotism, it was minimal.
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Whoa, that was way TOO political for me. I feel pretty dirty. I'll try to keep it loose from now on (as I normally do). Once again, sorry I haven't written in a few weeks (10 days to be exact). I've been doing some things. You know how it is...
Okay, I've been lazy. I'll admit it. But writing every day is so unbelievably hard. Forming opinions in my head is a full-time job unto itself. Those previous few paragraphs took hours to construct.
I guess it boils down to diligence. If I want this to actually go anywhere. I have to put in the work. So expect posts every day. And not just videos...except if they're really good.
