S2 E13: fairly partly cloudy

A go-to phrase from dad to indicate that everything was just alright. Not amazing, not shitty, just fairly partly cloudy. Little bit of both. That’s basically how last week went. Every day was basically just work, working out, job hunting, and eating meal prep burritos before popping off to bed to start anew the next morning. I do have an update: i once again failed to get my ass back into BJJ training but I’m going tomorrow god damnit. We are gonna wake up, shower, then go fucking train. They have three morning classes a week and considering I’m about to be making my own schedule i think I’ll put those morning classes in my daily rotation. I’m gonna fucking do it, i need to fucking do it, i need the cardio and the release, need the lessons in humility and perseverance, everything was going better when i was actively training.

Alex was in Denver last week and i took Friday off to go up and play some golf with him. Parlayed golf into a nice steak dinner before bringing it back home later that night. Quick few things from that day:

1. I am absolutely atrocious at golf. I’m gonna sign up for some lessons with a club pro to learn how to hit the ball because I’m so bad it’s laughable. I would probably enjoy golfing more and thus get out more if i had a baseline on what the fuck I’m doing.
2. Banfield in the springs is clutch as fuck. Boarded the pooches because i was gonna be gone all day and apparently one of lokis shots expired. Banfield got me in in 15 minutes for a quick checkup and a vaccine.
3. He’s not fat, i swear the body composition charts in the vets skew towards underweight for the “ideal”. My man is a growing boy built like a brick shithouse, he’s not fat.
4. I’m legitimately comfortable in sobriety now. I used to play golf just to day drink and fuck around in the golf cart, but in being sober i was able to create dear memories with one of my best friends i won’t forget. It’s easy to have a good time without booze.
5. Majors’s mask is a little too complicated for me to play without a guide. Ocarina? No problem whatsoever. But majoras mask is just too intricate and complex.

Man, two weeks ago was a rough mental health patch but I’m glad i came out of it. It’s kinda like when it’s been raining for so long you forget what the sun feels like. That first break in the storm is refreshing, but you really appreciate that next blue bird day without a cloud in the sky. I’m gonna be alright, we are gonna be alright.
As always, cut yourself and others some slack. Life is fucking hard enough without kicking your own ass about upholding unreasonable expectations of yourself. Nobody is perfect and trying to be is asinine. Live a little, love a lot, and use memories of the sunshine to get you through the storm. The clouds break eventually.

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