An appeal for unity

Ours is a nation built on one thing, the desire to be free. Freedom has as many different definitions as there are people, but in that one word we can find that which binds us all together. Left or right, Democrat or Republican, black or white, gay or straight, pro-choice or pro-life; these things we can fight and argue about from now until doomsday, but we can unite under this one desire. We have all been pulled so far away into our own little sqwables and pet causes that we have put too much distance between that which could bring us together; that which bound our fathers, and our grandfathers. We as lovers of freedom cannot allow a small few to divide us, to wipe away our history, and to tell us what we have to accept. I will not allow differences of political opinion to separate me from others who love our country as much as I do, who loves other people as much as I do, and those who love freedom as much as I do. If we don’t come together, if we don’t reach out to one another, if we don’t stop worrying about who’s guy is going to win then we will once again fight brother against brother on a field of battle instead of in an arena of ideals. I’m no better than anyone else. I have put blinders on to anything that didn’t fit inside my box of beliefs and values but I know I can do better. I know we can all do better. There is more to us, to our society, and more to our nation than two immovable sides to everything. Smile at each other, hold a door open, give a wave to drivers who are courteous, and help bear one another’s burdens. Join me in this. Surely it can’t be wrong to love each other and see our shared future under a blanket of freedom.

Getting fit….again

I developed a thyroid disease while I was in the Army and as a result my planned career was cut short. So much for being the next, great general. I maintained my army exercise regimen for a few years after my ETS I stayed as fit as possible by running and working out but these efforts would eventually be strangled by my continued weight gain just as it did my would-be illustrious military career. 

A few years would find me collapsed on the floor of a post office and the eventual diagnoses of Hoshimoto’s Thyroiditis, a rare hypothyroid disease and even more rare in men – and wouldn’t you know that I would have it. I started my daily pill popping with Levothyroxine, a treatment for hypothyroidism, but it isn’t the magical pill the doctor promised me it would be. My hair never grew back and my fat never melted away and so, my weight, although not nearly as fast as before would continue to pack on. Disgusted with my appearance I began eating like a bird until after a few weeks I became sick and weakened. Returning to the gym only resulted in my nearly passing out after a very light workout. I have stayed somewhat active participating in my kid’s sports and scouts, but it hasn’t been enough. The drive and desire is there but the motivation had all but been exhausted.
Lately, I have decided to try something a bit new, supplements. I was once told that any supplements would counter effect the Levothyroxine and so I have avoided them, but after some research about testosterone boosters I decided to give them a go. Additionally, I began using Samsung Health to count calories and steps. I have lost a little weight having cut my calorie intake to 1800, 1500, and now down to 1300 calories, but I usually get weak and sick after a few days. I decided that if I were to lose enough weight I wanted to start running again but that wouldn’t be for a long while as I weigh over 300 pounds.

My fourteen-year-old son will be beginning the path to his own military career next year as he enters JROTC. I was proud that he asked me to start running with him so I could motivate him, and so yesterday, regardless of my heavy weight, I began running again. I didn’t do too bad, having out ran my son and his cousin by a couple of laps around a middle school track. He wouldn’t be able to join me for a second day as I would have to run on my way to work, so the motivation to get out of bed early enough was a bit more strained but I made it happen and found myself doing better than yesterday’s run. Again, as in the past, I nearly past out due to reasons that I can only believe are thyroid related, but I’m not going to allow this to stop me, not again. I’m too darned pretty to give up. For me it’s crunch time, either due to my age or my health, but I can no longer make excuses.

As I write this rather lengthy post I have decided to stop relying upon what knowledge I can garner myself and make an appointment to to speak with a nutritionist. Whenever anyone comments that I’m getting old I have always replied that I’m in my prime – It’s time to make that happen and live it.

You can blame everything bad that’s happened to you on God, but in the end the decision you make to not follow Him are for your own selfish reasons; you’re simply looking for easy justification to behave godlessly and unrighteously.

West Virginia not so Wild and Wonderful

I’m just going to say it – West Virginia is a dying state now in its death throws. Failed leadership, socialist policies, and a long history of progressive ideology has driven the state to financial ruin and they have refused to listen to what they need to do to fix it. They know what they’re doing; they aren’t stupid. Nearly everyone is on welfare and business simply isn’t welcome here sending jobs and career opportunities elsewhere. Our children’s only hope for success is to move away. It wouldn’t surprise me if this state hasn’t been purposely used as a testing ground for new laws and regulations to see what works best to overload our nation’s economical system to further nudge us to toward Socialism/communism.

The following were the comments left on my Facebook post:

M – 100% agree. The worst part is the fact people buy into the hype. I am not from here. I am a Texan born and raised. But I retired from the Army in this state. I refused to move away from my daughter. It fails on the most important things in society. Jobs, welfare, education, healthcare, budget, and has one of the worst drug addiction problems in the nation. But the minute you try to explain that WV is not Wild and Wonderful people get up in arms. It’s sad. I may not be from WV but my daughter is being raised here. I’ll be damned if her future is grim because people don’t want to face the music.

Me – I have alot of pride in the fact that I’m a mountaineer and aside from the time I was stationed elsewhere I have lived here my whole life and it’s sad to see where we’ve been led. Pride is no longer enough to keep me here and I find myself looking for a more successful path; one that may actually be wild and wonderful

M – You’re not the first person I have heard say that. Which is sad. Home is home. Texas will always be my home. I’m not there for other reasons. And I’m sorry but this recent idea that legal marijuana will fix WV baffles me. This states problem go far beyond revenue. It’s a policy and politician problem. And the new generation isn’t helping. I don’t get how a guy like Justice gets elected in a state that went to Trump.

Me – I was going to reply but honestly I couldn’t have said it better

Me – Actually, I will add only this: California is usually a pretty good guide to see where the rest of the nation will be in ten years. About ten years ago they legalized Marijuana; now look at where they’re at – did it help or hurt them? I’m not going to argue the truths or facts about Marijuana but I will argue that the same old argument they are using now in West Virginia to legalize it was the same they used ten years ago in California. California now currently stands on the edge of an economic precipice of which there will be no return.

M – Exactly. Took the words out of my mouth.