pooped

So it's the long weekend, and I enter it as many do, worn out and sleep-deprived after another exhausting week at the office. But in actuality it's what I do outside of work that is really keeping me occupied. I play soccer twice a week and right now have rigorous personal training twice a week - which essentially equates to a commitment of four nights a week, every week. Now soccer I love, and the personal training is something I am really starting to enjoy, but it's starting to become annoying.

I don't feel as if I am fully taking advantage of downtown living. Or at least it is not the way it's represented in films, TV etc... I don't see my friends every night. We don't sit around late at night indulging in interesting philosophical conversation. We don't gather at a specific coffee shop or diner. In fact, I am lucky if I see my friends once a week. We don't go bar-hopping, or even go for a beer after work. People are busy and we get caught up in our everyday lives. For me it's a morning rush after hitting the snooze button until I finally panic, get up, shower, inhale a bowl of cereal and run out the door. Then it's a race to the subway. Work flies by, and it's a rush to get home, shop for groceries, exercise, cook, then finally pass out exhausted. Suddenly that day turns into a week, which turns into a month, and I've barely caught my breath. I don't think the pattern is going to change, so perhaps it's time to start enjoying each day for what it is, and stop waiting for the life-altering event that I (and maybe you) expect to happen, when you become part of a life less ordinary.

To get lyrical, it's too easy to get caught up in the swirling current of life. Sometimes you need to rise above it, take a look around, and ride the next wave to shore.

Aloha and Happy Long Weekend!