My Weekend.

Readers,

The weekend is over and tomorrow morning brings us another work/school day. They go by way too fast, don't they?

I left Colorado City on Friday afternoon with my girlfriend's parents, headed to Lubbock where she goes to school at Tech. Stayed at the Holiday Inn Express, met up with some of her buddies, and ate a good dinner. Saturday night was all about the Spirit Arena for George Strait, Lee Ann Womack, and Reba McEntire live. It was an awesome show if you are a country fan. They sang all the big hits, and had a few special surprises on stage to boot. Oh, and Reba turns 56 tomorrow for anyone interested in trivia.

We got back around 2 o'clock today and I stayed the evening over at my girlfriend's parents place (crazy, right?). I left around 8:15 to head home, and not even a quarter mile down the road my truck stalls. Out of gas. So I attempt to call them but in true Murphy's Law fashion, service won't allow for a completed call. I trot to their house, bang on the door, and luckily enough get her dad (who had just gotten out of a relaxing shower, most likely ready for bed) to give me a ride to the nearest gas station for gas. Once I put gas in my truck, I take off to another station across town where I have a charge account set up. I end up dying on the main street through town, again out of fuel. So instead of calling my girlfriend's parents again, I decide to call a buddy who I was hoping would be in town. He was, and came by to give me a lift. We fill the gas can, take it to my pickup, put it in, and it still won't start. Go back to the gas station, and almost bought a $15 ONE GALLON gas can. No thanks. (The one we had been using had a crack in the side, allowing for fuel to leak). Luckily enough, we knew a guy outside the building who happened to have one so we take it, fill it up, try and start the truck, and it still doesn't crank up.

My truck has two tanks, right and left. I shined my phone on the tank switch and to my horror, we had been trying to start up the truck on the bone-dry empty side. Hit the switch and my gauge shoots up to over a 1/4 of a tank. Yay. Check the fuel filter under the hood and gas is flowing like wine. I finally get my truck to the station and fill up both tanks in their entirety. I was cold, it was dark, I smelt like gasoline, and I was $100 something dollars poorer, but I finally made it home to write up this blog.

All in all, my weekend was an 9.5/10. I only take off a .5 for the gas incident, as it happens to everyone and it hardly puts a damper on the awesome concert and weekend I experienced. Always great to see my girlfriend and her parents don't skimp on meals - always fed well when we're on a trip and for that I am eternally grateful, as I love to eat.

Anyone else have any good weekend stories or thoughts? Love to hear them.

- Dakota

Dedication.

Readers,

Seems I've had writer's block all week long and so my last minute attempt at a new addition will be somewhat of another "motivational" post. Today marks the end of Week 2 of a 6 week weight training regimen that a friend of mine and myself have started. Coming off a prior 12 week program that provided us unfavorable success, my father shared a link to this new program that has been awesome so far. It's tough but it's working.

Weight training/athletic activity in general has always been a passion of mine because of the physical challenge involved. Lost motivation is common for any fitness fanatic who must set aside time to go to the gym day in and day out. Eating this instead of that. Going to sleep now instead of later. What always helps me is reminding myself why I began in the first place. Personally, it's intriguing how a person can transform their body - literally, it can be done. A lot of people don't even know where to begin because they feel they're too far behind and will never catch up. Not true. Not true at all.


You can. Just by doing small things, like drinking more water. Eating breakfast. A 15 minute walk. Baby steps lead to bigger steps which lead to bigger steps, and so on and so forth. I can personally assure you, by the way, that once you've noticed results, you will be hooked. Henceforth, it will be so much easier to stay dedicated and excited about making these choices.

Of course, this is just an example. What I'd like to know are your passions - what are the activities/hobbies that you enjoy doing in your spare time? If you have any comments or interests you'd like to share, please feel free. I'm interested.

- Dakota Redwine