Growth

There’s a big difference in saying you are going to do something and actually doing it.  I hear it all day long from everyone. Shit, I even do it my self sometimes. But I’m realizing that saying you are going to do something is the same as procrastination. And this journey I’m on is all about being honest, brutally honest, with myself. That’s the only way to find the personal growth I’m seeking. And if I’m being brutally honest, too much fucking procrastination is what got me to where I am today.

An example is like me saying “I’m training for a half marathon”. Hell, that could mean anything. That could mean that I’m training to do a half marathon in 2022. But, when I say “I’m training for a half marathon and I signed up for the one in Philadelphia on 9/19/2020” there is something far more finite about that. And it forces my brain to operate differently. Now that means that I am focused on having a good training plan, stretching, food plan etc... But it also holds me accountable because I made a commitment. I made a commitment with my wallet. I made a commitment to myself with a deadline. I made a commitment to my family because of the time I will be sacrificing to prepare for this race.

This is something that I have learned about myself. I need to be thrown into the fire. I operate better that way.  When I look in the mirror I need to be able to say to myself, you are doing this shit on this specific date. Because I know myself, I will put the work in. But there needs to be that thing waiting there for me to work towards. 

So, sometimes the world works in mysterious ways. I’m on this serious journey towards personal growth, betterment and just trying to being mentally tougher. And on my long drives to and from stores across the three states that I now cover for work I have been listening to audio books. Last week I start listening to this book by David Goggins, Can’t Hurt Me. And I don’t think I could have found a book that is more perfect for me to listen to than this one at this point in my life. I will start by saying that this dude is one hard mother fucker. But, the things he talks about in his book to help himself experience growth and break through barriers has opened my mind.

Now I’m not going to go into a full book review, but there are a couple things that he talked about in the book that I’m implementing in my personal life. One specifically, called the accountability mirror. This means getting in front of the mirror everyday and being brutally honest with yourself. Now, this sounds easy, but it’s not. We live in this world where everything is sugar coated for us. We’re not fat, we just need to lose a little weight. The reason we didn’t get that promotion is because they favored the other person vying for the job, not because we didn’t put the necessary work in to get it. Do you see what I’m saying? People are uncomfortable having honest conversations. And people don’t want to hear honest feedback.

My goal in every aspect of my life is to be comfortable being uncomfortable. Push myself past physical and mental boundaries that my internal governor has set for me. I challenge you all to do the same.

Till next time, Stay healthy, find your happy and seek to inspire.

Inspiration and Accountability

I love the atmosphere at races. Road races, trail races, bike races, GORUCK challenges, etc... There is just something about everyone being out together to do the same thing. And that is challenging themselves. And what is even cooler is that success is going to be different for every person that is there. For some it will be how fast they go, can they set a new PB (personal best), or it will be just finishing the race, regardless of time. It is a truly inspirational environment to be in. And that is why I think I am so obsessed with doing them and using races as my goal. Because of this, throughout the blog I am going to sprinkle random pictures from different races I have done in the past.

Some of my best memories and most enjoyable times have been at races. Now I’m not including the birth of my children or my wedding day into the equation. I’m just saying, I look back at all of the races I have done and I have great memories of those races. Whether I performed well or not. I can’t wait for COVID 19 to go away and for the race world to open again. 

 

But now, we will get into the title. Accountability and Inspiration. Now for some, these two words may not go together. But for me, they are inseparable. Finding the things that inspire me help to keep me accountable. Such as. . .races. Having that inspiration in my back pocket helps me stay on track or get back on track if I had a rough day. If I let that one bad day spiral into a bad week, bad month or a bad year it will prevent me from doing the things that inspire me. Kind of like my current predicament. But, we are going to move on from the negative and start looking forward at the positive.

So this blog, is something that is here to keep myself accountable but also inspires me. I will be blogging throughout this whole process. It doesn’t matter if I get back to old form 3 months from now or if it takes me 3 years. I will keep this going. There is a couple reasons for this.

1. I will put myself on blast if I screw up in order to keep myself accountable. (More on this in a few)

2. I will share my highs and lows. Hopefully there will be people that can relate to me and maybe it will help them through some of their own struggles.

3. I will share what is working and not working for me. Again, hopefully helping other people.

4. And finally, I will share my goals and successes with all of you. Maybe it will inspire someone. Maybe it won’t. But I was inspired by someone, so I owe it to someone out there to try and inspire them.

So what inspires me. I have some short term, mid term and long term goals. But what really inspires me is ultra marathons. There is something about going out to see how much suffering your body can take. It gives me goosebumps to talk about it. I have never been fast at running distance. I can actually sprint shorter distances pretty well, but that’s a conversation for another day. But, you want to know what I am good at? Even if you didn’t, I’m going to tell you. I’m good at taking punishment.  I can withstand a beating with the best of them. Just trudging forward at all costs. This gets me jacked up. But my absence from running the last 2 years has kind of pushed this goal a little further out. So in the meantime I set 2 short term goals for myself. First, run a virtual 5k the third week of June. And then run a trail 10k the third week of July. 

So I am going to close this out with holding myself accountable. Yesterday, May 13, 2020, was a shit day. And my anxiety went sideways on me because I was having such a lousy day. Well, while working through my shit day I made some poor food choices. But, I pulled myself together last night, prepped my lunch for today and got myself back on track. That’s a win in my books ladies and gentlemen. The Tom from the last 2 years would have let that nonsense unravel and turn into a week of poor food decisions. So that is it for today.  Stay healthy, find your happy, and seek  to inspire.

My Unhealthy Relationship

Well, this isn’t easy for me to talk about. Really nothing that I write about has been. But this one has always been a thorn in my side and something that was always difficult for me to deal with. It’s my weight problem.

Now I have always been big. Not tall big, that would just be too easy, but big. I have ranged all different types of big. Ever since I was a child, I have been all different sorts of big. I have been fat. I have been big and strong, but still fat or pudgy. For a brief period I was big and strong and actually built pretty good. But that slipped back to being fat. I have also been fit and a little fat. So as you can see, always a struggle. But I have always been confident in myself for the most part despite my weight struggles. Partially because I have always been strong as an ox so I felt like I had something going for me. And I never allowed it to stop me from doing what I wanted to do. I was always pretty active, played sports and did active things with my friends. 

Now, the real problem here is my relationship with food. I have always had an unhealthy relationship with food. When I was a kid, self control with food was always an issue. As I became an adult self control really became an issue with food. Then when I quit smoking self control was pretty much off the table when it came to food. And to be honest I always struggled on my own with this issue. I never felt comfortable talking to people about it. 

Well, as I said in my previous blog I have struggled the past 2 years. With demons, with running, with food. About 16 months ago I was told that I was borderline type 2 diabetic and also had some high liver enzymes. I was told I needed to change the way I ate. And I didn’t disagree. But the difference this time was that I was going to ask for help. So I did, I talked to the doctor about it. I was told “cut out the grains and the fats, don’t cheat and this is how you will need to eat for the rest of your life”. My mind was blown. I didn’t realize it would just be that easy. Don’t eat fats, breads, pastas, etc... and all my problems would be fixed. Holy shit! This guy must be a genius. Now saying this to someone who clearly likes to eat is like saying to a heroin addict, just stop using heroine and you will be fine.

Now I totally agree that what this Doctor said to me carries some truth. But he couldn’t really be so dumb to believe it would really be that easy. And now I know why I never felt comfortable talking to people about these issues. You get a snarky response and they look at you like your a moron. But I figured hey, why not give it a try. So I did, but it was a struggle and I never really got it right. Plus everyone has their own opinions around you on how you should eat when you are diagnosed with type 2 diabetes and they make you aware of those opinions. So I circled this drain for a while, but it was doomed to fail. 

As a result of these ups and down and me finally dealing like I’m getting closer to understanding myself better, I have been researching lifestyle changes I can make (I’m not calling it a diet anymore) to help me on my road to better health. About 3 or 4 months ago I landed on a pescatarian lifestyle. Lots of fruits and vegetables, beans and legumes, and fish. Healthy fats, fiber, nutrient rich food. Now I will talk about this more on another day. I have had my challenges in this transition but have not taken my eye off the long term lifestyle change. And I feel like this is a lifestyle I can maintain and be healthy with. Which is the most important thing. Again, trying to be more self aware and reflective has allowed me to see my issues and come up with a good plan going forward.

Reflection

September 2018 was a big shift for me. And it took me a while to look back and understand what really happened. And to be hones, I’m not sure I still know 100% what took place. But let’s start a little further back.

In April of 2014 I made a lot of changes. I quit smoking, lost some weight, took up running and was taking control of some things in my life that I felt I needed to be controlled. I was in a good place. I was running 4 or 5 times a week. I had goals and was always working towards those goals. Over the next several years I was running races, taking on new challenges, setting new personal bests and was healthier than I had been in years.

I even took on some new challenges. I started Rucking and did a GoRuck Challenge, I was taking on more responsibility at work while striving to get promoted, and was looking towards some fitness goals that were much more challenging.

But all the while I was working through some of my own demons. I always had issues with anxiety, but when I was smoking I didn’t realize that I used smoking as a way to manage my anxiety. If I felt anxious I would smoke a cigarette and it would calm me down. But after I quit smoking I realized how much I used smoking as a crutch to deal with my anxiety. So I had to find new ways of working and dealing with my anxiety. Unfortunately, I used food to make myself feel better and didn’t even realize it. But a bit more on this later. Even though I was using food as a way to deal with my anxiety, I was still dealing with it, and I wasn’t smoking. So I didn’t really worry about it.

Then fast forward to 2018 and our family was dealt some tough news. My father had cancer. While this was tough, my father was strong willed and determined to beat it. So everyone around him carried that same mentality. And I used these circumstances as an opportunity to raise money for the Cancer Research Institute of New York and strive to take on my largest fitness challenge yet. A 50k.

So I had picked a foundation in CRI to raise money for and I picked a race. The Jim Thorpe Boulder Field 100k and 50k. I had decent training leading up to the race but also learned a lot in the process and especially on race day. But little did I know that this race would be a major turning point for me. 

First, I realized that I have a bit of a control issue. I realized I couldn’t do anything to fix my father’s cancer. So in my head, raising money for someone that was out there trying to come up with a cure was my way of helping the situation. Now I understand we all have a control issue to an extent. But control really is an illusion and this was my way of feeling like I had a little bit of control in the situation.

Second, I didn’t know this race was going to break me. Both physically and mentally. We will start with physically first. So I trained on a lot of trails leading up to this race. But I live in south Jersey and our trails  are packed down pretty trails. This race was all rocky and technical trails that my ankles were not prepared for. But other than that I felt pretty good. Until I rolled my ankle about 12 miles in. I managed to go about 4 more miles until the next aid station. At that point I realized that my ankle wasn’t going to make it another 16 miles and I needed to drop and get a DNF for this race.

Now mentally this messed with me. I had raised close to $2k to donate to CRI and my motivation for this race was for my father who was fighting cancer. And I felt guilty. I felt like I was letting my father down and I felt like I was letting everyone down that donated towards this cause.  And I had no idea how long I would carry this guilt. But I carried it a lot longer than I realized.

This day and this race became a turning point for me. I allowed this failure to pretty much derail most of what I had worked towards over the previous 4 years. I pretty much stopped running and didn’t even realize that it had happened. I really just rucked. Running became non existent. And my relationship with food got worse. Now let’s be clear, I never had a great relationship with food. I used it to make me feel better when I was upset, I used it when I felt anxious, and I even used food to celebrate when I was happy. My relationship with food had become a pretty serious issue.

So now I had health issues coming back, I was gaining weight, and I wasn’t doing something that I truly enjoyed doing. Running. Well this brings me to today. 

By no means have I resolved all of my issues or even repaired them. But, I am aware and that has allowed me to start running again. To start making goals and plans again. It sucks because I feel like I am starting over. But I am trying to take control again, in a healthy way. And I understand now that I can’t fix my anxiety. I can’t fix my relationship with food. And I can’t fix my problem with guilt. But I can be aware of these issues. And I can always be working on them. And I now know that I can’t let my guard down, because I did and completely derailed me.

So here is to new beginnings and reflecting so we don’t make the same mistakes we made in the past. This blog is allowing me to hold myself accountable so I don’t make these same mistakes again.