Saturday, January 05, 2008


7:00 wake up. Take an hour to get showered, shaved, and dressed. Wake up the kids, clean up the kids, dress the kids. Make breakfast for everyone. Get the son's snow suit on, leash the dog and drive him to school then walk the dog. Drop off the car and head to the train station for work by 9:00.

9:00 until 5:00. Code like a bastard. Play the office game. Make deliverables. Keep the money flowing home. At 5:00 catch the train home and pick up the son. Be home for 5:45.

6:00 until 8:00. Play with kids. Help wife with dinner. Feed myself and kids. Play with kids some more. Read "Goodnight Moon", "Where the Sidewalk Ends", and "Ernie Does Not Need Diapers" to kids. Sing "Twinkle Twinkle" and a few other songs. Send the kids to dream land.

8:00 until 10:00. Help wife clean the house. Take out the dog for a walk. Spend an hour chatting with wife or catching a show on Television. Get ready for bed. Fall asleep by 11:00.

Repeat every day.

This is a snapshot of what my life has become. It is a never ending routine to keep the wheels spinning in the right direction. The only problem is there is little time for myself. And it is hurting my Brazilian Jiu Jitsu; something very important to me. I read and read and watch and absorb. But when I want to bang, there is no time, training partners, or my ass is too kicked by the day to keep my eyes open.

I have weekends most times and make it to No Gi class; that makes me feel great. But life is killing me. I think things will get better when the kids are older, and I know that others are probably in the same boat. But shit, something has got to give!

Perhaps my next article will be about the subtleties of the arm drag from open guard and all the wonderful possibilities of shifting a little to the left or right. There is a great deal of fun to be had on the outside.


P.S. My only gift this Christmas was BJ Penn's Book of Knowledge. Kick ass and essential reading for everyone.