Let's pretend that the past 6 weeks hasn't happened, m'kay?
An insight into how my brain works (as if you wanted that):
- I think about a blog entry. Honestly, I do. I think, "Coy, you should blog. it's good for you and your reader will stop bugging you about a new blog entry." I make a commitment to do it later that day.
- Later that day comes. I think I would rather watch Dirty Jobs. I conciously make the decision to do it tomorrow.
- Tomorrow comes. I promptly forget.
- A week goes by. This is when I start feeling guilty, and think I should really do this. However, it's become such a mountain in my mind that I'm far more comfortable ignoring it completely. Besides, Mythbusters is on.
- A month goes by. It's at this point that I realize I am a spectacular failure at blogging, and decide to do an entry anyway.
- Hence, today's entry.
The Job
March 10th marks three months with WatchGuard. I fully realize that I am still in honeymoon stage with this job, but I really love it, nonetheless. I enjoy meeting new people; I enjoy talking about technology; I enjoy helping them solve their problems. I am getting better at this whole Sales Engineer thing, I think. The biggest hurdle for me is time management. I know I recommended this great book, and the concepts in that book help tremendously. However, now that I travel some, managing all the other aspects of my life become more important. I have let things slip (like blogging) that I should be doing. That isn't good, and is a habit I need to break. Otherwise, I feel like I am doing my job well and that I am contributing to the success of the company.
Dad-hood
Next week my oldest daughter turns 14. FOURTEEN. This is incredible to think about. She has become this lovely person, with unique individuality and a growing spirit. There are things about this stage of dad-hood that is a little intimidating, but my excitement overshadows that. You hear every parent say, "They grow up so fast." And when you hear this, you shake your head and think, "Can't you be more original in thought?" Ah, but here's the thing. This revelation is absolutely unique for everyone, in that the words do not capture the feeling. Therefore, every parent says it, because you cannot fathom it until it is experienced. And we HAVE to say it, because it is the only words we know that can come close to describing even the blurry reflection of what we are experiencing. Never mind the actual feeling. Words fail completely.
Stuff
We got the car. It is very nice to have a back seat that actual adults can sit comfortably. Also, the back-up camera is very cool.
I've put on too much weight again. Last battle with the scale left me a bruised and battered 229. I went for a run yesterday with my co-worker. First time I've done that since boot camp, really. Yowsa, am I sore. I will get back on my bike tomorrow, and start trying to run when I'm on the road. It's easy to get in 30 minutes of good exercise when you are running. I should probably stop eating garbage, too (eyeing the empty Pepsi bottle next to my laptop). I'm bad at the diet thing. BAD. More veggies, less junk. More veggies, less junk. More veggies, less junk.
That's all I have for now. More later...as long as nothing good is on TV.
I've been bad lately about blogging. I still have a writeup about my lunar eclipse photography madness, my trip to St. Louis last weekend. I just can't seem to fit it in the day.
I'm moving to an apartment later this month in KC area. Although there could be a chance that I'm moving to a different place. I'll keep you posted if/when things progress there.
I started Weight Watchers online for men. My goal is to lose about 50 lbs. For me, it's really gonna make a difference cutting out some soda here and there. When you sit at a computer all day and hardly move, it's easy to reach for the soft drinks and not even think twice.
We've been wondering..
Your Facebook pic is Tom's PS3 background pic, so we "see" you daily. It's good to hear from you, too.
I was asking Henry the other day if he remembered Coy, and going to Ohio, and seeing all the airplanes. He said he did. And then he said, "Where IS that Coy?"