You might remember when I wrote about getting out of my comfort zone and trying something different. How I spoke of moving way out of that proverbial box to do the repair on my truck’s engine. Well recently we had our first significant snow storm. It was about 4″ and a bit slushy. I was able to drive my truck with no problems. If you read the repair posts, I spoke of how I couldn’t drive my truck in this type of whether before the repair and new tires because the idle was so high it felt quite dangerous to drive. Maybe I should talk about this in its own post. I like that idea…well, I digress.

Back to jumping out of the box. I got an big sense of accomplishment doing the truck repair and it gave me that same feeling that I get after doing the Crim 10 mile race or a half marathon. That if I put my mind to something that I have interest in, I can do just about anything. So I asked myself, self, what would I like to do next? The answer was, learn to play a guitar. I figured that would be nice to do. I’ve had a guitar of some sort since I was a kid, but I’ve never taken the time or put in the effort to learn how to play. At this point, I would just love to be able to play a few short songs and strum along and sound rather nice, well at least to me.

Years ago, I had a decent electric guitar, but sold it to a relative at a garage sale. I’ve regretted it ever since. I’ve always wanted an acoustic guitar, so one day, while shopping at one of my favorite stores, Goodwill, wink, wink, I saw an acoustic guitar in a hard case. It was a Yamaha and looked to be in good condition. It was $30.00, my type of price. I bought it and came home with it and hadn’t done anything since for the most part. As this new feeling or desire to play came about, I took the guitar out cleaned it off a bit and tried strumming. I wanted to do more than I’d done in the past, so I ordered an electronic tuner. The guitar had a tuning fork and I had a pitch pipe, but it never seemed to sound very good. After getting the tuner, I was amazed how out of tune the guitar was and how good it sounded when it was done correctly.

Tune in next time and find out what I’ve learned about this Goodwill guitar find.

Always Remember…You don’t have permission to Quit.

Jeffrey Washington

You may have read my post yesterday about doing the Brooksie Way Half Marathon, in Rochester, MI. Note: If you didn’t catch it, please go back an check this site on the date just before this post.

I even put together a short video of the race and me in it, double chin and all.  Are you laughing?

I thought about, how few people when they get past a certain age don’t physically challenge yourself anymore. That certain age can be different for everyone. Now if you saw me in the video, I’m not some physical specimen without flaw nor am I trying to say I have it all down pat and worked out.

Since 2007, when I started doing a few road races, primarily the Crim 10 mile, I’ve had many people my age or older that have told me they would like to do something like that but they just can’t seem to get motivated. Don’t totally abandon that 12 year old boy or girl you used to be. You may have been adventurous and would have tried just about anything at least once back then. Embrace a little of that intrigue and curiosity and try something physical that is a bit out of your comfort zone. You don’t have to do something like a sanctioned race, with medals, and bands playing and all that fanfare. It might be something much smaller.

Maybe there is a park near your neighborhood that you have driven to and have always wanted to walk along the shore or ridden your bike to that park. Maybe a race on foot or a good bike ride would suit you. It’s all up to you. Use your imagination and set your mind to something new that you just might enjoy. If it is truly something you find interesting, I guarantee you won’t regret it.

Even if you feel a bit sore afterwards, that feeling will go away. The pain from soreness always reminds me of how alive I am. It reminds me of the immensely complex beings GOD made us out to be and how we heal so quickly after a new activity or small injury.

As I’ve said before, I am not the all knowing GURU on this topic. I’m telling you of my experience. In the last 4 years, I have had small injuries, (back, knees, etc.), that have left me with the feeling, “What are you doing to yourself, you’re too old.” But I always think back to people I’ve known that even at a fairly young age, perhaps in their late 30’s or 40’s, have thought that they were old. Not too old, just old. They’ve approached the remainder of their days with trepidation and fear. They’ve refused to try new things, thinking their older body couldn’t handle it. I’ve had to tell myself often, to not be afraid of pain. To be more afraid of lethargy and all that comes with it.

I’ve like the challenges and look forward to more in the future. What about you? Is there something you’ve always wanted to do. I’d like to hear what it is. I’d like to hear you express the core of your imagination out loud. What is it? I’m listening.

Remember…You don’t have permission to Quit.

Jeffrey Washington

On July 21, 2011, I decided to venture downtown during the evening, in my hometown of Flint, MI. There was slated to be a car show. Now a car show on a Thursday evening is a little strange around these parts, but it is supposed to be a celebration of the 100th anniversary of Chevrolet, a division of General Motors. I figure what the heck, I own two Chevrolets and drive them at work, why not go down to take a look.

When I get home from work, I change out of my uniform and get ready. My oldest daughter, Alyssia, asks if she can come along. No problem I tell her…just hurry up. You know these teenage girls; if you don’t put a fire under them they will be primping and prodding to look perfect right past all the festivities.

We get down there and see lots of cars parked right on the “Bricks” on Saginaw street in Downtown Flint. There are lots of great and beautiful cars. I thought I had my video camera until I got there and found a bag with accessories and no camera. Dooooh.

As we walk around we talk with and listen in on some great conversations with car owners. Now this isn’t just you average local car show with a few locals and some folks from adjoining states. One guy drove his classic all the way from Texas, 1400 miles. Another guy was describing his vintage 50’s era air conditioning system on his classic. It was a strange looking cylinder on the passenger side window of the vehicle. As we finish talking with him, I see a local news anchor, Angie Hendershot walking up. I figure she is going to talk with this guy so we start backing up. She then asks me if I mind her talking with me about the car show and what it means to have it in Flint. I agree and she shoots me a few questions. Now call me dumb; I know she is a TV personality, but I’m wondering why she is talking to me with just a microphone. She asks a half dozen short questions or so and thanks me for talking with her. As she walks away, I see she joins up with a camera man in the middle of the street who was taping the whole thing. Whaaaaaaaat. We were on the sidewalk. I had no clue. Was my hair ok? Was anything in my nose? I felt pretty calm during the interview. Heck had I known that I was being taped I probably would have been a lot more nervous.

Anyway I spoke highly of the event and how great it was in my hometown and how Flint could use some good press. I have no idea if the segment will be on the TV or edited out as I write this. If it is I guess I should add a bit more to this post since, I think I might be famous…well not so much.

Take care of each other,

Jeffrey Washington

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