The Pace

I have to say I am more excited about this upcoming year than any I can remember.  It seems like my life is moving in a great direction, opportunities are presenting themselves, and change is happening all around me.  2012 is going to be a wonderful year, a beginning of sorts.  New place, New attitude, New opportunity, New life...  

Sometimes I sit and think why did it take so long to get here?  As I have mentioned before time is one of my many obsessions. As I sort through my thoughts I can only find one answer to my question, other than the blessings of god, my actions have made all the difference.  I no longer engage in the reckless behavior that used to rule and ruin my life.  This is not to say that I don't howl at the moon some night’s lol but now when I do its most likely at home.  I have found that I can have just as much fun sitting at the house and drinking with the boys as I can have going out to the club or bar.  I still go out and enjoy a drink every so often but not at the frequency that I once did.  I can remember the days when I used to go out four or five nights out of the week.  I would drink to the point of passing out or until I did something so crazy that it was time to call it a night.  I was broke, supremely out of shape and super reckless.  But while I was engulfed in this world wind of alcohol and bad behavior I couldn’t understand why I was not reaching my goals.  Why was it that everything I tried to do failed?  I was stuck in a job making minimal money, my relationship at the time was hanging on by a thread, and between the partying I was miserable. 

When you find yourself in a situation where you feel like life is pissing on you, you can choose one of two options, you can blame all the things around you and decide that you are just getting the short end of the stick or you can honestly evaluate the main factor in the equation, You.  It’s said the life is a marathon and not a sprint and the most important thing in a marathon is pace.  Pace, the rate in which something is done.  At that time I was operating at a pace that was setting me up for failure. I was doing too much, too often and nothing good was coming from it.  I was trying to sprint a marathon and couldn't figure out why I kept coming up short...  I have since learned the lesson of my foolish ways, I still have fun, I still drink, and I still party but now all of those things are done in moderation.  I think I have found my stride and the pace of life is finally one I can handle.