Roll Out the Barrel(s)

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It's been a couple of months since I've last posted for a variety of reasons that I won't get into.  And when I have been neglect in my blogging, I am always faced with the dilemma as to how much to try to catch up with or to simply start with a clean slate. It's usually a compromise which makes the most sense.  

It's probably going to be a bit convoluted. And there will be requests from me that will go unheeded. And I will probably feel like I'm yelling in a windstorm, but here we go or rather here I go....

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​Getting Back in Shape...Again....Yes AGAIN!!!!

And like so many times in the past, I started signing up for races and events as motivation.
It started innocently enough with the  2018 Hot Chocolate 15k/5k - Atlanta. Not that big of a deal. I also would like to achieve a couple of other "goals", tearing a deck of cards in half, juggling kettle bells, yoga daily and getting my black belt in Brazilian Juijitsu. 

And We'll Have a Barrel of Fun

In one of the booklets I have about grip strength; "Molding a Mighty Grip" by George F. Jowett (who's claim to fame besides writing and publishing numerous magazines, books, articles on strength training was lifting a 168 lb. anvil and pressing it with one hand) he recommends barrel lifting as an incredible overall exercise, "for developing the fingers, hands, wrists and arms, there is nothing better.

I find it more fun than lifting weights in the gym and more practical for my pursuits.   

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Storage Wars-Return of the Junk or The Clutter Strikes Back

OK; I admit they are all cheesy attempts; however I do feel like I am in this never ending struggle but instead of it being good vs. evil it's purge vs. store. The desire to purge is strong and I have gotten rid of more stuff in my lifetime than most people could fathom. I have also stored, moved, inventoried, more of my families stuff than I can believe. It's not really the way I want to spend my "free" time.

Pets for Nomads
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When we started going on location more and more, we tried to make it work owning two German Shepherds, going so far as to give them there own room in a Ramada Inn we were staying at. It became far too much work and it never was fair to them, so I ended up finding them homes them. It broke my heart but I knew it was for the best.
When Skye missed having pets I bought her a mouse. That didn't go so well. Then I bought her a hedgehog. That was worse. 
We are somewhat settled in and now we have a wonderful dog.