Chalk this up to the ramblings of a 40-something white guy trying to occupy his mind while running 7 miles in the Texas heat this morning.
No, IÂ’m not Bruce Jenner by any stretch of the imagination or Hydro eitherÂ… So IÂ’m out running this morning in the drudgery of the Texas heat(thanks to my damn schnauzer for waking me and the missus up 4 times last night) needless to say, my normal 5:45AM run didnÂ’t begin until 9:00AM - ItÂ’s Friday and IÂ’m my own boss so I make the hours donÂ’t hate.
Anyway, during my run I saw three things that I am going to link together. One dead bird, one dead squirrel and one crushed empty can of Smokey Mountain Mint.
Dead bird, - maybe itÂ’s the newbie who tries to fly out of the nest too early only to find itself at the mercy of Mother Nature. New guys, stay away from alcohol or any other substance that would lower your quit resolve. Have an emergency quit plan (phone numbers, toothpicks, candy, fake herbal chew, exercise, whatever it takes to dodge a crave/cave).
Sadly, one dead squirrel. They are not cuter or rank higher in the food chain but I applaud their work ethic. They are always gathering food, storing it away. Unfortunately, it wasn’t fast enough to dodge that truck delivery poison to the local convenience store. Applies to any aged quitter – if you are not paying attention (posting, keeping your quit strong by helping others and keeping yourself and your quit bros/sisters accountable) you will “get dead”
One crushed can of Smokey Mountain Mint: I remember the littering PSA campaign of the 70s and the crying Indian, IÂ’m not applauding littering but I am glad to see there are other guys in my area using fake to keep the nic bitch off their backs.
OK, I’m done – pick which group you want to be in and OWN IT