I’ve been back from a two week trip to Dubai for over a week, so it’s time I posted all of the photos and videos!
I had my first flat white on the very first morning and fell in love with the drink. I also had plenty of other coffees.
I always like to eat a variety of things when I travel.
Without a doubt, the coolest thing I did was play night golf.
I also have a video of me playing an entire par 3, which I posted several weeks ago. So go check that out.
Dune bashing as part of a desert safari was also a lot of fun!
Other views from the trip, including trips to the Dubai Miracle Garden and Burj Khalifa.
Finally, some random other things.
The travel time and jet lag from a 9 hour time difference was pretty brutal, but it was well worth it. I’d definitely go back some day.
Last night I played The Faldo Course at the Emirates Golf Club in Dubai under the lights. It was incredible! At the turn, the couple I had been playing with called it a night because the back nine was backed up. I got behind a bunch of groups so had time for more photos and videos.
Hole #12 was playing 142 yards according to the GPS on the cart. I pulled out the W from the set of Pings I had rented, choked up to take something off it, and you can watch the result…
I posted recaps of my making for 2017 and 2018. I thought I might be able to hit 100 making posts in 2019, but I fell well short of that. November and December of 2018 kind of burned me out. I do a bit in 2019 though…
Only 21 posts for the year!
Whenever I tweak my back, people ask if I’m going to see a chiropractor. Nope.
I’ve tried several different ones, but they never fixed anything, so I stopped going a couple years ago. After previous back tweaks, getting “adjusted” in a chiro office for 5-10 minutes did make me feel better. Movement usually helps with that type of injury, so it shouldn’t be a surprise. Thirty minutes after leaving the office it was like I hadn’t even been there; my back would be back to feeling exactly the same. Bouncing around on an exercise ball at home gave me the same relief.
Kind of fitting after tweaking my back last week, this video suggestion came up on YouTube…
I highly recommend you take the time to read the article Yvette (Joe’s guest in the video) wrote, titled Chiropractors are Bullshit.
Science says that if your back is ailing, get a massage and go to a physical therapist.
It’s probably time I go see a PT.
Does anyone else have a hard time getting rid of clothes?
A few years ago I started going through all of my clothes at the end of the year. I donate everything that no longer fits or I haven’t wore in a year. I also end up finding clothes I forgot about that fit.
Here’s this year’s pile for Goodwill.
In 2017 I made a run at a 300 pound bench press and hit 290 before getting bored with it. Earlier this year, on June 8th, I set a goal to bench press 300 pounds before my 40th (on December 26th) and announced it on Instagram.
I fucking did it!
Out of everything I’ve been able to do in my 8+ years of CrossFit, I might be the most proud of this achievement. 🙂
Growing up I wasn’t strong and I didn’t have muscles. Soaking wet, I might have weighed 165 pounds in high school. During and after college, I think I got up to a 205 pound bench press. Getting 300 pounds was never a realistic goal for my size and strength.
I gained weight over the years. When I started CrossFit I tipped the scale at about 190 and had never seen 200+. At the time I had a goal never to be 200 pounds. Silly! During that first year of CrossFit, I leaned out and got down to 173. Then I slowly but steadily got stronger and built muscle. It my heaviest, in 2017, I weighed 217. Right now I’ve been stable at 202-203.
Why does this matter? Generally the bigger you are, the more weight you can lift. Mass moves mass. It also shows how my relationship with weight and my understanding of what is healthy has evolved. So much for never weighing more than 200 pounds! I think I carry my weight pretty good for a guy turning 40. 😉
If you want to call it bragging, humble bragging, or whatever… go shit on someone else’s lawn because I don’t give a fuck. I’m proud of my hard work. I’m proud of what I’ve accomplished. I love me some me.
Change doesn’t happen overnight, but if I can do it, so can you. Set a goal, tell people, pick a timeline, make a plan, do work, and have patience.
What do you want to do for yourself? Start today.
Last night, when Justin Thomas made the putt to win the match on 18, him and Tiger both yelled something to each other.
It was “I love me some me” and apparently it came from a video of Terrell Owens he had been watching.
I love it. I’ve never liked when I hear the words “humble brag” come out of someone’s mouth. When you’re successful at something, do something cool, or accomplish a dream be proud and let the world know. Life is too short. Maybe you got a promotion at work, hit a diet/fitness goal, earned a good grade in school, started a business, or hit a big lift at the gym. Tell your family and friends. Post on Facebook, Instagram, or your blog.
Those who care about you will join in your joy and you might inspire someone to start believing they too can accomplish something awesome. The haters will hate, but fuck them.
I’m certainly going to continue loving me some me!