Go Ahead And Ask Me How The Red Sox Did

Really baseball? I was so excited about the start of the season, in yesterday’s post I wrote, “At least I have baseball,” and what happened? Baseball was cancelled! It wasn’t that Monday was a bad day so much as it was an off one for me. Weird, not terrible but not great things happened and I was in a bit of a funk, which I think is to be expected. The snow certainly didn’t help, nor did the POSTPONEMENT of the baseball season thanks to a bit of cold (it could have been freezing, I don’t even know).

I at least did get a good amount of writing in during the day, which rarely happens. I just have to be consistent with it. Once I trekked through the snow to the gym, I fit in a killer tricep, chest, core workout before work. Always helps to get a sweat on.

Anyways, today is a new day and I’m bursting out of my funk! Here’s a food pic!

This lovely revelation was last night’s dinner, consisting of pulled pork, brown rice, zucchini, peppers, and spinach. Delicious!


Here, have another! This morning’s breakfast was a heaping bowl of warm oats to fuel me through my early morning run and workday.

Dare I say, Go Red Sox!? (Or is it still to chilly for the big bad boys of baseball?)


They say time heals all wounds, which is sad because it advances on the human capacity to move forward. Right now, I’m okay, getting through, because even as my own world has shifted, life as a whole does not stop. It’s an old cliche. Death means pain, but it’s a product of love, which makes living worth it. Funny, in that it’s not funny at all, how we so easily forget our own mortality until it’s forced upon us.

The weekend was a weird one and I can’t say that I’m sad it’s over. I took a good amount of time for myself to reboot. The weather isn’t helping my mood, considering it’s April 4th and snowing. On the bright side, I do seem to have a fowl problem. On the way to the gym on Saturday, I had to stop thanks to a flock of geese crossing the road and on the way home, I had to make another stop for some turkeys. Strange, but I had to laugh.

On Saturday, I had to run inside on the treadmill thanks to a rainy day. As it turns out, if I had waited until later that afternoon, I could have run outside as the sun flashed itself, but it was still a good workout. On the treadmill, I have trouble with boredom (who doesn’t?!) so I decided on an interval program that followed the pyramid method. I started at 6 minutes of walking at a slight incline, then ran for 6 minutes at a slower pace. As I went to 5-4-3-2-1 minutes, I increased my incline for walking and speed for running. It was effective! To finish, I used the Tabata interval method by sprinting for 20 seconds and recovering for 10 seconds over 4 minutes. By the end, I was tired and looking like a sweaty mess. No matter how hard I work, nothing affects me quite like running. To finish the workout, I went through a plank-heavy core workout.

Sunday was the official start of the week for my workouts, which meant it was biceps and shoulders day. Last week, I performed each exercise for 8 reps and 6 sets, which is long and exhaustive. Even though the end result is the same, I found the 12 reps and 4 sets that I did yesterday to be friendlier. I did six exercises for each body part, including core, before fitting in some quality cardio time on the elliptical.

Though I spent an unfortunate amount of time being lazy and procrastinating, I did get some writing done, something in which I’ve been slacking. The unfortunate thing about writer’s block is that it’s exacerbated by not keeping up the habit, so I’ve pretty much been screwed. Here’s to making time for it, just as I do every day for exercise.

Healing occurs through living and experiencing, and so, I’m trying.

At the very least, there will be baseball today. (Picture found somewhere online probably).


Go Sox! (Picture taken by me…)


Crack of The Bats

The Red Sox came back in dramatic fashion. All winter we’ve been talking about this hot and heavy offense and that’s exactly what we saw today with five home runs, four solo shots and a grand slam. We also heard a ton about the lack of an ace on the pitching staff, but Clay Buchholz is trying to show he’s still got it. I won’t get ahead of myself, but his outing today was his best I’ve seen in a long time- and pricey Jon Lester couldn’t secure his mediocre team a win last night- and I think people just have to wait and see how it turns out.

I get it. We are baseball fans. We are Boston baseball fans and we like to complain. The winter we’ve had gave us a lot to cry about. Jon Lester not signing with the Sox was probably better received than if he had because we could complain about it. But there’s a lot to enjoy this season. We have an offense that, if they stay healthy, will provide a ton of fun throughout the summer and well into October. Let’s be honest here, pitching might win more games, but an explosive offense is just more fun to watch. Few go to the park and squeal with glee at a 1-0 pitchers’ duel through seven.

We don’t have a World Series title to defend and we are coming off a losing season, which means, if patterns of late continue, we are in for a title. The young kids are taking over and for once in a longtime, it appears that the Red Sox might actually get lucky and live up to the hype. Mookie Betts will be the player. Jacoby Ellsbury showed flashes of. Xander Boegarts, inspired by the likes of Ortiz, Ramirez, and Sandoval, will regain the cocky confidence a player his age needs to show signs of being a star. By  June, we will have a young stud catcher behind the plate in Blake Swihart and another young, quick, athletic star of an outfielder in Rusney Castillo rounding out the team. It’s just a blow that we have to wait a year for Christian Vazquez who might prove useless once we get used to Swihart.

The bullpen might be a cause for concern, as will the starting rotation, but we also have a line of guys who are looking to prove themselves, either coming off a season of injuries or out of the shadows from Bona fide stars on another team. I’ll say it first, this pitching staff will be better than everyone expects, even outstanding for stretches. Don’t underestimate the power of the ground ball and the all-star, gold gloves in the field.

Speaking of, did everyone see and hear what Dustin Pedroia had to say on this opening day? Not quite? Well, he will show you the rest of the season. Pedroia is the heart and the soul of this Red Sox team. He will work his hardest and he will be the greatest and he expects everyone else around him to do the same. He won’t necessarily say it, but he sure will show you. Papi, Ramirez, and Sandoval will make things fun as much with their personalities and self-assurance as with their bats. They will be the type of trio you would call obnoxious and egotistical if they were on the opposing team. People will hate them and we will love them even more.

Baseball is growing more exciting in the next few years. Younger, cheaper teams are in the forefront. We will worry about the Mariners, Royals, and a host of National league teams the way we used to worry about the Yankees and Rays. The Yankees are old and the Rays are silly and we will laugh, while reminiscing about the good ole days of such a rivalry. Younger, cheaper teams play harder because they want it more and they don’t feel entitled. And some of the more expensive teams will feel as though they are among the younger and cheaper because they will bring joy back into the game- but maybe I’m a little biased because the Red Sox have that good vibe going.

Did I mention the Yankees suck?

Meal time! Before my workout this morning, I woke up to a hard-boiled egg and a cheesestick. It fueled me through a kettlebell strength circuit, a barbell strength circuit, and a run/walk that had me running faster at a steadier pace than I have in awhile. It felt good to be running that fast and feeling my heart beating. Got the Monday going off to a good start.

Breakfast was this bowl of overnight oats I made the night before and gobbled up after my workout. Oats, walnuts, raisins, dates, banana, milk, and cinnamon. Divine.

I was bummed when I realized I forgot my popcorn at home, but this salad was filling and delicious. The usual medley of I egged and some grilled chicken made my tummy happy.

Dinner was a delectable pasta meal. Spicy sausage, a meatball, whole wheat penne, and stir fried zucchini and red pepper. So good with a little red pepper flake and Parmesan cheese sprinkled on top. I couldn’t resist a piece of toast to sop up the sauce at the end.