Mission Story

I still have not been writing down ideas for this blog, but I will continue to try and think of things. I will rewrite some mission stories. Rewrite because I did keep a reasonable journal throughout most of my mission. I doubt I wrote this one though because it was so humiliating. One evening Elder Perry and I were out and about and it was getting close to time to go home. All of the sudden he starts acting weird and looking over his shoulder and saying that he had a bad feeling about something. I didn't feel it and was not that scared, but he insisted we go home. At one point we were running and he was really spooked. (I was still not scared...unlike when I met Satan's spawn a few months later with E. Anderson) We got home and he immediately wanted to pray for protection and offer up gratitude for getting home safe. Well, I had to pee. I had to pee badly. He started praying and would not stop. I was trying to be reverent and not get up during the prayer and I ended up peeing my pants. After a long, long time his prayer ended and I ran to the bathroom with the front of my pants wet. I didn't "empty out," but it was obvious. After I cleaned up, I came out of the bathroom. Trying to get the wet elephant out of the room, I said, "I peed my pants." He said that he saw and was sorry he scared me. I then explained that it didn't have anything to do with being scared and everything to do with his long, long, long prayer. I then said next time I would get up in the middle of his "Enos" prayer and go to the bathroom. He said that would be fine.

Goal for April 30, 2011

Do some form of strenuous exercise.
This was completed. I ran 5 wind sprints the length of the grass and back in a 14 minute period. My heart rate was at 180 bpm, roughly. Awesome.

I did it (said by Erica)

I successfully made it to the end of the day without eating any more Easter candy. I suppose it could be gone, but I never checked so I would not be tempted. Yesterday was our first Ultimate Frisbee game of 2011. I am happy to have improved my diet and I am happy that my weight is down, but I could not be more out of shape. I have been stretching less as the HMFB guys read an article about stretching before exercise is unnecessary. So I threw the disc with Sarah for about 25 seconds and I ran in. I was aptly punished quickly thereafter. I ran up the field to play defense and already felt winded. By the time I made it to my guy, I thought my heart might check out. After my guy got the disc and I hand blocked (and probably fouled) him, I ran to the end zone. We did score and I did stay on the field but I would have probably thrown up if I had any food in me. However, not to let my body get the best of me, I stayed in. After a couple of trips up and down the field I decided I better come off, though not before getting another hand block (and probably foul, again). When I went back in after half-time and prior to leaving for Michael's soccer game, I did get my legs under me and I believe that my heart remembered that it could pump enough blood to allow for competitive sports. I was able to run and had one final defensive play (not an illegal hand block).

Ideas?

While I am not in front of the computer thinking about things I can write about, I have tons of ideas. Then, as humans are apt to do, I don't write it down so by the time I do sit down, I've got nothing. As I was going to bed last night I thought about things I could write about that might offend someone. I suppose when I want to go off on something, I will write it in italian. Then I only have to be careful around those who can read italian. Thankfully, after almost 13 years of not using italian, I doubt whatever I do write will be legible. Goal for tomorrow: make a note in my phone when I have an idea for a subject that I can write about.

If I were to rank my biggest food weaknesses I would have to put Donuts at the top followed very closely by candy from Easter 2011. I did so well all day and then I failed miserably when I got home. I spent my evening "watching" (thanks for nothing CONCACAF TV) Real Salt Lake lose to Monterrey in the CONCACAF final. As with all sports at this stage in my life, I am over it.

April 26th, 2011- Off the wagon

My family and I returned from Panguitch or Penguin, depending on who you ask. The trip was brief and we were safe and all went pretty well. I have aspirations to write daily, with exceptions for when I am in some tiny town in Southern Utah without an internet connection. The McMahan's made us breakfast this morning and it has become abundantly clear that once I eat a carb, I eat a lot of carbs. The pancakes were delicious as was the giant Mr. Pibb when I got tired driving as was the candy I ate this evening. I am back on tomorrow. I had lost about 15 pounds eating a low carb diet and I am planning on continuing the diet for the time being while maitaining a healthy weight of 185 pounds. My next step is to start exercising. I have wanted to do some sprints and lift a few weights here and there. I also would like to start waking up earlier. Last week I got up by 6:30 each morning and will begin that tomorrow as well. I notice that when I am on low-carb I wake up rather easily. I went out and sprinted with Michael and Erica this evening. I sure love those little buddies and the woman who bore them. There are certainly folks out there that need a lot of friends and a large social circle. I need my wife and kids. Maybe that is a subject for a post down the road.

I am going to start writing entries in my blog that may include but are not limited to goals, ideas, thoughts and theories that I expect very few people will find interesting. I am doing this for me, mostly, but on the off chance that I get a follower, and I start receiving add revenue, I will be ok with that too.