I have come to the conclusion that there are other things that I want to do instead of training.  I have been enjoying time with my family and eating whatever I want and it has been a lot of fun being "normal."  So, I decided not to train until Monday, January 6th.


I know the headline was a lot like those of Fox News but it works.  See, the job that I am paid to do -- and a HUGE salary at that -- is to inveigle the reader past the headline or title.  I didn't necessarily "lie," though I did manipulate or entice with the headline.  It's an art; don't hate my deftness.


My point is that I trained a few times this week to basically get me through the rest of my vacation.  I enjoyed the training but it is an hour one way to the gym and I would rather spend those 2 hours -- and another hour or so training -- with my kids who have all come to Michigan to spend the holidays with family.  It may cut into my #beastmodeness but I don't give a shit what anyone thinks outside of my family right now while spending time with them.  Plus, I don't see my parents, my brother and 3 of my 4 kids until at least another 6-8 months.  It's a matter of priorities and training took a backseat.


I did enough training to allow me to get back at it on Monday without crippling myself with soreness for the next 3 weeks.  My condition won't slide much without being on my diet plan because I eat less calories eating off-plan than I do having my usual high-carb days so this time is basically in limbo; I don't progress but I don't regress, either.  I have a big year in front of me and in the big picture, these last 12 days aren't going to matter much.  They did matter in seeing my family, though.


Though I have had a great time here in Michigan, I am looking forward to getting back home and getting back to the grind.  Admittedly, I miss my cats but you can kiss my ass if you think that's funny because I'm serious. Those little shits are awesome and I love them to death. Pathetic in my old age? I accept that.


I turn 50 in March and I am approaching this year as my best bodybuilding year, yet. I plan to be in my best shape, ever, and I will post the pictures and details to prove it so that I don't get eyerolls for being like a lot of older guys who pretend they are still as good as they were when they were younger.  I will let everyone else be the judge.


Because I turn 50 in March, my bodybuilding "distraction" will hopefully allow me to not curl up in the fetal position in the back of a closet with a gun in my mouth.  You might laugh but when you get to be 50 and don't feel or act like it, the milestone is unnerving.  I know, I know, there are any ways I could approach it but the fact is that I am 50 fucking years old and no matter what anyone says to me, it doesn't change that.  If you aren't yet 50,  I can't explain it to you but you will know and feel it one day, too.


I hope everyone has a great 2020 as I plan to do the same.  I hope it pans out as I think it will and I hope you all reach your goals in 2020, as well.