A forcible overthrow of a government or social order in favor of a new system is the definition of a revolution. And that, my friends, is exactly what is happening in my life at the moment.
I’ve never been a lazy man; I haven’t any time for that. But I have let bad behaviors get in the way for too long now, and they’ve crossed over enough to generally thwart who I am entirely. And I can’t stand for that any longer. I owe it to my wife, to my children, to my work place and to myself to be better and to overcome. It’s time to overthrow and welcome a new system of living.
Drinking. It’s killing me, probably literally. It has been the number one cause in my gaining 40 pounds the past few months. I feel like an old man when I open my eyes each morning, constantly cursing the night before. Why I’ve fell in love with its seductive intoxicants as badly as I have, I have no idea how I let it get this far. A drain on every area in my life and I want revenge. I want to damage it like it’s damaged me.
Working out. I was the guy in the gym 6 days a week, never missing a session and it showed. I was in the best shape of my life in my mid to late 30s. Then I let life and booze take greater precedence and I’ve never felt more unhealthy nor have I looked it. Fat covering my well earned muscles, love handles jutting out the back and a big ol’ beer belly out front. I’m in the one place I should never have been… out of shape and unattractive. And so much of it is connected to the liquor.
Writing. Been blogging for years, have a handful of TV scripts under my belt, a comedy cookbook in the works and currently a full-on novel being written (possibly novella, not sure yet). But being sick for nearly a month plus the brain cell killing habit of slurping late night spirits is giving me a certain writers block I have never known. I need renewal; a new sense of purpose in the one thing that I am most passionate about. I don’t want to just sit down and write for the sake of ‘yay, I wrote’. I have to be writing the best I ever have otherwise I’m not doing it at all.
So I find amidst this battle, on the frontline. Instigating change, albeit monumental change, is obviously a very trying task. Just saying I want a revolution isn’t going to cut it. Blood, sweat, prayer, support and tears will lead the way.
We are all overcomers. I shall forcibly overthrow this social order in favor of a newer, better and stronger system. My sword is unsheathed.