Friday, September 22, 2006

Traveling is Dangerous, It gives you ideas on how small the world is...

Well, This being the first blog entry I have ever posted, I suspect that it is customary to ensure that the reader has some background. At this point my entire life is in turmoil. Nothing is certain. As anyone who knows me understands, I have made some significant changes lately. I have lost 40+ lbs, and am hitting the gym 2-5 times a week, have lowered my cholesterol, and am quitting my affluent job with a gaming corporation.
But one thing that I have re-discovered, is a love for adventure. I had forgotten about how to enjoy life for its more simple pleasures. I was pretty caught up in the whole, buy a house with a white picket fence, buy a dog, drive the SUV, sell the motorcycle, and look forward to being locked in with kids. But always in the back of my mind, there was something else. Something that never sits right, and i never experienced the uneasy almost anxious feeling until now. I know now that it is because right up until i graduated university I spent alot of time adventuring. I rock climbed, adventure raced, loved day trips to places i have not been, hiked, mountain biked, snowshoed and explored. After I graduated, that stopped. I stopped dead in my tracks because of university debt, and the expectation that I needed to become successful by getting a great job and a bigger paycheque. I was 300lbs and was on the fence between giving up and continuing the adventures i have experienced years before.
Well, fast forward 6 years to today. I have lost the weight, sold the house, quitting the job (because i am tired of being in the basement and not talking to people), and am planning a whole new set of adventures that will take me further than i have ever been before.
So this blog is for you guys. To keep in touch and know whats going on. Its going to be a few weeks before there are any new developments, but trust me, I will be living the life less traveled.
Best Regards
Richard

"It's a dangerous business, going out of your door. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.'"Frodo, Book I, Chapter 3