Fat Nation Not Helped By Federal Programs

So you gotta wonder, when I was kid (in the sixties and seventies) there was the Presidential Fitness deal...we had to do this 12 minute run/walk every quarter it seemed, maybe it was once a year, after we were in Jr. High (7th grade up for you Middle Schoolers). They still do this today at my son's school. He brought it up because he noticed no matter how much better he got, the PE teacher only commended the "fat" kids who got better. His words, "they walked it faster".

I've not ever done any research on the subject, and this is purely from memory and personal experience, but my belief is this was some kind of program pushed down from the department of education, much like standardized testing, to assure the physical fitness of us kids. But here we are nearly 40 years later and we are flat out the fattest nation on the planet, and our kids are the fattest generation of kids ever. So much for Federal mandates.

Myself...I'm still the same size I was as a Senior in high school, 6 foot, 187lbs. Considering we spend most of our time each day going from bed, to car seat, to office seat, to lunch booth seat, to car seat, to dinner table seat, to couch, to bed...how many calories can you burn only making 6 minute walking trips to your next resting place. No wonder there are food courts in malls...what American wants to burn so many calories walking a mall before they have to replace them with a high calorie Chinese meal? Hell if not the mall would be filled with dead, starved to death individuals otherwise.

I'd Do This For Free, But My Life Won't Let Me

I don't know where life took such a turn, but I'm pretty sure this is not the path I should be on. I truly believe in capitalism, and in my profession I have but three assets...TIME, INFORMATION and ETHICS, but I would give the first two to you for free, I'm not about to sell my Ethics, as a matter of fact I would say I have them priced out of reach. It has been said that as a salesman you don't sell a product or a price, you sell trust. I've bent over backwards telling the truth. Hell I hesitate not to say, I speak the truth and seek the highest mount from which to spread my truth...those who are true to themselves hear my words, those who want self affirmation will turn a deaf ear to me, only listening to that which does not challenge their beliefs.

But speaking the truth...doing to others as I would hope they would do unto me has not really panned out. In some other's eyes it may seem what I've accomplished and accumulated is grand and spectatular. It is all spit and tissue paper.

I regularly struggle with how do you establish trust. I've always been accused of being rather straight forward. Hell if you are going to be honest, be honest, why beat around the bush about what you know...let it be known. Point out what you think, and know. If you feel you are sharing the best, most honest idea, why not spill it all...but for some reason, people don't trust honesty...they seem to recoil and distrust, so I'm forced to play this uncomfortable game of let's slowly get to know what you want and what I can do. It only leads to me feeling like I've given all, they've taken it, and I've gotten nothing. My Life Won't Let Me Do This For Free!!!!

I Need to Monitor my Bio-Rythms

I swear I think this every year. I'm certain I have some grand bio-rhythm cycle, and it seems to be the same intervals all the time. I can't put my finger on it, cause I've never monitored or logged the swings, but I'm in one of those downer phases. Nothing seems to go right. I can't muster up any enthusiasm. If I could escape to a hole in the ground I would. I just want to scream at the world. Everyone seems like idiots and I don't understand anything.

I'm Back - Movie about Me?

I decided the other day that if a movie were to be made of my life it would be short and there would be a lot of those advancers moments that movies use to skip a lot of time that nothing relevant or exciting occurs. So the screen notes would read:

Opening Scene - Hospital birthing room circa 1960's.
Action - nondescript baby born
Screen fades to black and words appear: YEARS LATER
Screen fades back in
Scene - nondescript car from rear driving down nondescript rode
Action - arm reaches out of sunroof holding nondescript can, ashes and dust begin dispersing from can, hand releases can, can bounces on road to shoulder and comes to rest.
Screen fades to black and words appear: THE END

Another Quarter Gone

Well there ya go...bye, bye 1st quarter of 2011. I lived through 11:11am and 11:11pm of 1/11/11. Guess I just have to wait until 11/11/11 to see what is up with the "ones". Yippee. Again, I didn't achieve what I wanted to achieve. I only have myself to blame. I really have to get focused. I really hate making myself do things. If I have to make myself do them, they must not be fun, and who in their right mind spends time doing things that are somewhat fun, or at least feel like they have value or purpose. Maybe that is what it is. It's not about fun it is about purpose. What is my purpose? Hmmm....I need a special purpose for the balance of 2011. Let's work on that, and I bet it ain't "make big bucks"..it's something much more profound. Yikes profound. Whatever could it be? (and yes it isn't what Namon discoverd in The Jerk)

Humans are an uncontrolable virus on the planet

I spend a lot of time thinking about how one thing effects another and so on. It is the economist in me. I recognize, or appreciate, and anticipate things of the nature that if fewer people are spending money, than eventually businesses will be making less money, hence they won't need as many people to work for them or won't be able to afford those people which puts people out of work and now you have fewer people spending less and so on. I got to thinking about the earth and the strain humans place on it. I recognize that Americans have notably the best standard of living on the planet, in general. We consume great amounts of protein and grain products. We consume a lot of energy. Slowly more countries and their populations are being elevated to our same standards of living. They will want to improve their diets and will consume more energy. If everyone on the planet eventually was elevated to our standard of living, could the planet support us. If not, which I'm seriously beginning to doubt, then we have to change something, or many things. What population level at our standard of living could the planet support? Do we hold the population steady? Do we reduce the standard of living for all? Do we figure out ways to reduce energy consumption? It is a very overwhelming quandary.