Sunday, April 24, 2011

Happy Easter to all

Regardless of your religious bent, I would implore everyone to take a few moments and ponder this question.  How would the world differ if people stopped using religion as a justification for doing the most inhumane things to other people? 

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Day 8

Day 8 was yesterday.  My weight has plateaued but my body fat % keeps going down.  I can certainly see changes in both my posture and my muscle mass, especially in my legs.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

DAY 1 in the books

Okay, Day 1 of P90X is in the books.  I am doing the Lean Program.  I must say that I am a wussy.  The exercise they were doing (all core work) were, for the most part, exercises that I have done either during athletics or in the military.  However, I don't recall them being so hard.  Must be due to the Monster Truck sized spare tire around my middle.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Time to get back in shape

In a galaxy far, far away, in a time long ago, there was a young man who was a collegiate wrestler.  He took for granted that he was 6'3" tall and wrestled at 178 or so lbs.  Then he joined the military and packed on muscle and beer.  Many many bad choices later and this man, no longer young but hopefully middle aged, has packed on over 100 pounds of blubber.

But times, they are a changing again.  I have a young daughter about to start law school and an even younger daughter about to turn 3.  I watched a show the other day called "the Road".  At the end the father dies with the young son kissing him on the forehead.  I don't mind tell you that I cried.  I don't want my daughters to grow older without their father around to pester and annoy them.

Thus, it is time for a change.  I am about to start down a very scary road. I am about to start P90X.  I have heard many things about this program and not a single solitary one of them indicates an ease of use.  I fully expect to get my arse kicked daily.  I just hope that I have the mental strength, after all these years of relative ease, to follow through with this.  If anyone ever reads this site then I hope you will see my story of transition. 

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Time to get back to the grind

For the past week I have been enjoying time with my family.  I took a whole week off and we packed up the truck and headed to St. Augustine for some much needed sun.  I actually have a weak tan at the moment.  Now I am dreading Monday.  I actually had well over 100 messages on my answering machine when I checked them today.  Of course, about 30 of them was from a particularly annoying inmate.

By the way, a tip for all you who may end up going to the Orange Park poker room in Jacksonville.  The old guy with no front teeth that goes all in every fifteen minutes will eventually suck out on the river.  Just make sure you aren't the one who gets caught flopping a flush when he is going to get runner runner for a full boat.  God I hate poker.

Friday, February 25, 2011

I am gonna go out on a limb here but.....

...it probably is not a good idea to cuss at your sentencing judge.  Outcome, remaining sentence revoked.  I should go into the prognostication business.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Time for a change?

I admit that every couple of years I get into this rut where I consider doing something else.  Usually, this impulse corresponds with a confluence of exceptionally needy clients and soul wrenching cases.

In the spirit of my biennial dilemma, I figured I would brainstorm my options.

male prostitute......while tempting, I have to think that middle aged, balding, overweight ex-attorneys are in much demand for that line of work

poker pro....now that one seems to always come up after a winning session at the local attorney home game.  Lets see, Thursday we played.  I bought in for $20 and left with about $70.  Using simple math it would seem that I can triple my money rather quickly.  However, the reality of the situation is that while I win far more often than I lose in the local home game, my experience at the casinos is far less rewarding. I believe that with some minor tweaks in my game, like eliminating that pesky tendency to have one disastrous hand per session, I could make a go of this.  Of course, my wife would kindly disagree.

more to come as I have to take the baby to the bathroom.