So last Friday the evening ended up getting a little crazy. The plan was to go spend a gift certificate I got from my Birthday at a local brew pub before it expired. The evening ended up turning into the morning. We went back to our town after two delicious brews. We then proceeded to meet some friends up at the local watering hole, and then it continued to someone's house. Before I knew it, it was 7 am in the morning. YUP that's right 7 am. So needless to say I slept until the afternoon, and then? Well the guilt set in, my adult self was lecturing my 20 something self for acting like a 20 something. UGH. Lol, I felt guilty about this the rest of the weekend and into Monday. I'm over it now. It was fun, we don't normally do things like that where we are up all night. I technically drank four beer and possibly a half bottle of wine. UGH, that definitely qualifies as binge drinking. So I broke one of my rules for sure. It was fun, I'm claiming it was a necessity for the sake of our 20's (well what few years we have left of them without kids and too many more responsibilities than we already have). So now it's time to get back to work and not do that again for a long time.
In other news, since last month I have lost a total of 8 pounds and 6 inches, as well as gaining on inch on my arms. Clothes are fitting a little differently, a few pairs of pants are ridiculously baggy. My running base is still building, and the spinning bike I bought off of Craigslist is working great!
I'm dreading this weekend though. A close friend of the family passed on Tuesday after their year long battle with cancer. I'm going to do my best with avoiding alcohol. These people, and my closest family members are not your typical bunch... lets see how can I put this. I have been to a few funerals now where there is no church, no funeral home, but lots of hazy rooms with plentiful amounts of alcoholic beverages. These are more like celebrations of their lives I guess is a better way to look at it rather than a "funeral party" because that just sounds wrong haha. Any how as tough as it will be to part with this person, I'm going to try an avoid drinking.
You know I always thought that it would get easier as you get older dealing with death. But I've come to find that I feel it's just getting worse. Why? Well it just brings me back to every single person I've lost, and it's like going through all of their deaths all over again. At the same time it also brings the thoughts of those I will lose in the future, simply because it's the circle of LIFE.
Three people I know have died this week, one young 24, one middle aged 58, and the last -late 80's. I think that death in some ways brings us to our present situations in a new light. Acknowledging that we are not invincible, we are mortal, and that this shall be our fate one day as well. It seems to make your "complex life problems" less complex. I believe death intensifies your love, helps you forgive, and makes the desire for achieving your goals stronger.
So with all that said, I'm no longer regretting my last Friday of craziness. It was fun, and I enjoyed it. I also came across this article yesterday that was perfect for myself at this point and time.
Live life as it comes and enjoy.