Why We Should Get Rid of Christmas

Now to be fair I should have written this at the time. That time being a couple of weeks ago. Now first I need to give you some background, and it’s really about my drinking, as I like to drink I love the taste. Now I am no means downing the sherbert in the morning before work and am not in the need of the AA, partly because my car is in full working order… What? Oh that AA, yes well I am a drinker and can and have done for many weeks and months drank 2 – 3 bottles of wine a night.

The trouble is I am addicted to drink, once I start I find it hard to stop. Well not that hard when my head has fallen into the pool of drool on my pillow. It’s true, I will meet mates for a drink and after a beer or two we part and go our separate ways. My way happens to be to a supermarket to stock up on more drink for the rest of the evening plus a pizza for a midnight snack. And this is how the rest of the week or month pans out, until I get the drinking under control and stop buying it.

So to sum up, I either drink and continue until I fall asleep and for some one who finds the past time of sleep a hard one then any kind of substance to help is greatly received. However drinking and eating makes you fat and for many years I have tried to control the drink and the spare tyre I seem to insist on carrying around. Finally after finding running I was deflating the tyre and keeping it deflated. Result.

So now we are up to date, the only other thing to add is I love chocolate and food and that mixed with drink makes you fat, no matter how much running you do. While I spend all year getting down to a good weight and losing the belly along comes my Birthday in October, which brings drink, which also as we know results in me continuing to drink. I finally get it under control but then we have Christmas, and it’s not just the 25th I need to look out for, but the whole of December as you meet for Christmas Drinks, and company meals etc.

As if f all that wasn’t bad enough then comes the 27th December I see that Mini Eggs and Cream Eggs were being stocked. Now if I can’t say ‘No’ to red wine then I definitely can’t say ‘No’ to these tasty treats from Cadburys.

So with my Birthday all the way till Easter, the months are filled with my vices plus the fact that they don’t contain decent whether to run off all those goodies you have inhaled. Therefore by getting rid of Christmas, it will give my body a break from the booze and chocolate until we reach Easter and hopefully allowing my body to keep some of the weight off.

I think it is a good idea.

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So Here’s to a New Year

Well it has begun and we are on the second day already. I did run in the last day of the year and on the 1st day of a new year and 2012 which I have targeted as my Marathon year was getting off to a good start, that was until this morning.

I am still under the covers as I write this and it is already midday, my left calve is aching and I’m trying to get the strength to go and face the gym but fear like last year it will be filled with resolution junkies taking up all the equipment. I will have to go down there at some point as I need to keep my fitness up and have now begun my training and judging by my leg I don’t think it will be wise to go running.

In other news, I had a wonderful New Year Eve, I think for first time since I was a kid I wasn’t awake to witness our pound shop of a firework display over London. In fact I was tucked up and fast asleep by 10.30, and as for the big day it self we cooked a lovely meal for our friends off which none drank. It seems strange as you grow with age, you feel less inclined to drink booze. While I have not made any resolutions partly because unlike the new gym going crowd I know that all resolutions will fail. I have however vowed to live my life in a certain way.

I am setting out to run two marathons one in my home city of Manchester in the UK and the other in my favourite place in the world, the wonderful National Park of Snowdonia in Wales with the Snowdon Marathon. Part of this will include cutting back on drinking and finally reaching my desired weight. Running has already shredded several pounds so it’s clear as I step up the miles the weight is bound to drop quicker. Well that’s what I hope will happen. The other big news apart from controlling my drink and eating addictions is to put a cap on my social media affair. I tweet far too much, in fact since I opened my twitter account back in 2009 I have tweeted over 12,000 times. So far I have not tweeted in 2012 and I have also closed my Facebook account. Now I’m not saying I will leave the social sphere of the web for ever but a holiday away to discover life again and the fact I can ask my friends what there up too, rather than being a very lazy spy by logging on to their FB page will hopefully do me the world of good.

So that’s my 2012, as well as try to break into my career or find a sharp exit which ever comes quicker, I do not have much planned. 2011 was only good for one thing and that was the fact I found the joy of running. What started as a training schedule for the 10K at the start, ended with an addiction and I don’t care who knows it. God I would even stand up and say “I’m Tom and I’m addicted to running” to sit down with mutterings of “Welcome Tom” and clapping. I hope 2012 will see me carry on running while continue to enjoy it. I just wish I had friends who enjoyed it as much as me. Therefore my last promise to myself is to join a running club, and hopefully within  these like-minded people finally find a mate of the opposite sex as while having brushes nothing has ever really stuck for some time, and even dating agencies don’t want to know.

I was bored a couple of nights ago and thought I would try e-harmony after finishing the long questionnaire I was simple told I was incompatible with anyone. Good job I’m not suicidal over being alone. As anyone tried this method of meeting people, I do have a mate from high school who is now happily together with some one he met from Match.com. For many years my career, or trying to kick start my career has been my goal, but now as I’m in my 30’s I want to settle, I want a house, I want to talk to some one when I wake up and before I close my eyes. I’m fed up of being the guy who makes the seating plans at weddings a nightmare because I’m an odd number. I’m fed up of having to pay twice the amount for hotel rooms because I can’t split the cost, or just being billy on a night out. My best mate often tells me I think I want this as all my friends are settling down and doing it and maybe there is truth to it, but what he doesn’t see is how lonely being single is when all your close friends are in long term relationships and planning wedding and families. Suddenly the ‘Two’s company and three’s a crowd” echoes around your head. Anyway this is turning into another blog post and is starting to get a little depressing. I wish I could tell my mates how this business makes me feel, and maybe they may start reading my blog again and will find out, but for now I’m going to make another promise to the list of ‘Go out there and stop self loathing’ the trouble is when you have no single friends to help you, you become that pervert in the bar. Right going to stop this now, before I spend the second day of the year with a bottle of whiskey and box of chocolates listening to Eric Carmen ‘All by Myself’ on a loop. I need to get out of bed and go and hit the gym and keep my promises. Sorry if I have bought of you down with me on this strange blog post. Normally I do structure them, but this one I have just allowed myself to write what was in my head. Right time to keep these promises. After all this is what the blog post was wet out to be, a little paragraph about what I want to do in 2012.

Hope you all had a good New Year what ever you were up too, now time to get some energy and go to the gym.

 

No Life

Now, before you stop reading; this is not a ‘feel sorry for me’ post, but some people may have turned away just from the title. I am writing this while I am waiting for Concord to dry. Not that I have just nipped down to Manchester Airport and spray painted the real Concord in the hanger as that would be stupid. No I am off course building a model of Concord that I got for my birthday six weeks ago and have only just got round to constructing the model.

The Time has been given to me due to the wonderful nature of the theatre biz and my refusal to work Christmas shows as I am not the biggest fan of this so called festive time. I really can’t think of anything worse than being pushed to and thro while drinking a thimble of overpriced spices mixed in with like warn red wine on a cold wet dark evening being overlooked by a giant Zippy in a Santa costume and then be confronted by idiots who find it perfectly acceptable to amble their way though the city centre loaded with bags filled with gifts that they can’t afford but some how have managed to find some credit limit on a card, pushing this country and the word into more of a recession has come the new year they will struggle to find the money to pay off there over indulged debt and therefore reduce there house hold spending coursing the economy to shrink as the high street faces yet another load of shops closing like a line of dominoes.

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Now I don’t know if what I have said is completely true, but it seemed topical and I am always one for not spending or wasting money. If you are going to buy me a gift then make sure you ask me what I want, or be 110% sure that it is something I need or want otherwise you are not only wasting your money but in the process causing a painful moment when I unwrap the gift and have to fake gratitude on the useless object held in my hand and thanking the giver in a sincere voice while all the time working out where I will store or place and sometimes destroy the said item. Now thats not to say I don’t dislike receive surprises. One of my best 30th Birthday presents was from my best mate who got me a bottle of red wine in a wooden box that was bottled back in 1981 (my date of birth) This kind of present shows thought mixed with something I like. It does mean that he has set a high bar for me to match on his 30th.

The whole hattred of Christmas can be seen in another blog post here and here, and the idea of buying and giving presents if fine, but I don’t like the process of choosing and this all comes down to money. I spend weeks looking at gifts thinking ‘That’ll be good’ but then think ‘will they use it or will it be waste of money’ and I hate the idea of Christmas starting way back in August and everyone saying we will have to meet up for a Christmas drink, or we should meet up being thats it’s Christmas. How about we just meet up despite the month and the season and you may contact in one of the other 11 months of the year.

Anyway back to having no life and living like scrooge. For my 30th my parents got me an Airfix of Concord that I have been longing after for a while. I use to do Aifix, or my dad/brother use to do them as I watched but I can remember having them suspended from my ceiling in flight formation and several months ago when the work well was dry I got back into building these model planes to pass the time. Now once agin all my mates are at work, and I have six weeks to spend on my own so I thought I would open the box and start building this wonderful plane. This is where the title comes from for the blog. I have known for a long time that I love castles and history, but it seems at the moment my life is unfulfilled, all I seem to go on about it running and now I am sat in the cold building a 1:44 model of a plane that no longer graces our sky. But the the funny thing is that I am quite happy and content with this as it means I am inside and away from people having to find money to pay for yet another festive drink as they stuff several more mince pies in their fat faces all in the name of a holiday that in my opinion only seems to aid people in putting on weight and being unbearably jolly and happy at the prospect that 4 weeks time they would have over indulged and unbuttoning there trousers to the tune of “A White Christmas” and saying “we have to do it as it’s tradition” Therefore at the moment I feel that i am a bit of a bore, and I feel that several friends would agree with this statement, but it’s secret that i am a boring miserable sod but at the moment the only subject I like to talk about is my work and running an being that I have no work then running is the only subject. Therefore for the next week or however long it take me to construct this already fiddly model I have no life.

Oh well time to glue another bit of the nose. Should i place it on up or down? Life is filled with so many difficult  choices.