BEER BELLY MARVEL

BEER BELLY MARVEL

Looking for something interesting to write about.  Beer Belly Marvel might be it.  Feels safe and have found out that in summer, camping and beer and being outside is where its at.  Ok, by my own choosing I am a bit landlocked in a down town area of a midsize town/city, near the north pole, but during the thaw we have plenty of light and no news of global warming.  So we are active or we snooze, and sleep it off.  Such is the ways of a beer belly marvel and all around stoney-guy.  Some of this is the liberty of a digital pen, erase or write and look at what’s on the screen in front of you.  Not a true reflection of reality, but when its time to come back to earth and get real,  you can do what I do.  Stand in front of the mirror and write down what you see. 

Starting my day with a sense of humor.  Write a few words and examine the content, locate myself in all of this, and repair or do more damage to what others might be thinking, as we read through all of this.  All things must be done and done in moderation is what keeps me alert and on my feet.  Obesity is the enemy for me.  Too much alcohol is not good for me, and working the garden and managing the weed is a container problem for me. 

Small and just what I need; craft beer and crafty people around me, to keep me function and running from myself and what I see in the mirror.  Well done.  Hope for a little time in the casket, and in the tasting room, having fun.  That’s it.  Have fun.  Its summer.

Am doing what I can to pass the time.  Summer time and just 2 months into baseball season, and I know:   I have had enough, but not really.  Like a good beer and a good backyard,  meet and great and bar-b-Que  with family and friend, and if we do this enough,  its Fall before we know it.  So I did read where there is hope for us all.  Diet and Exercise and FitBit.  Keep all the data in one place, and be more factual that taking selfies of a beer belly marvel like myself.

 Not that growing a stomach is harder than growing green stuff, but what makes all this interesting is that as we get older and are less active, meaning if we are at the computer and do work in front of a screen day after day, and into the evening hours, are still at the screen for fun and entertainment, well then.  The results speak for themselves.  Reaching that point somewhere in the 40’s,  I have dedicated the last 30 years to staying active, and on my feet, and drinking less and having the motivation to drink just water. 

Seems to be working for me.  Not to say, I have stopped singing The Beer Song,  just now at the point where I totally agree; most things must be done in moderation.  At least that is how it is for me.   Stopped having kids when I was age 65.  Got the retirement bug, and hired a staff and set of nanny people.   Now the kids are in school, have a regular routine of travel and study and love.  Won’t be long they will be drinking beer in Bavaria, but for now I don’t think about it.  They grow up all too fast.  And when the truth makes you want a beer,  with me I go another way.   I drink wine and pray for peace and a smaller me.

I think it helps when we sit back and laugh.  For love or money, or just because we can, a sense of humor keeps us healthy.  At least, this is what I tell myself.  Sunset years and yet, still summer and I want to enjoy the moment.  Entertain myself, and so I sit and write something a little off course in a word too series and living with war and crime and drugs, and an election is coming up next year, so is best to entertain and do what seems natural when at a ballgame or at the lake or as I said before, with family in the backyard.  Laugh and make a lot of noise.  Continue to play and be with friends. 

Go to the web and read when you feel the urge.  Confirm what liposuction can do for a beer belly, and then go back to having fun.  Rock and Roll is good.  Am still happy with what I found out.  If things get bad, Repent.   Get a flash back from a Leonard Cohen song.  “….when they said Repent Repent, I wonder what they meant. “   That helps orient me.  Now he says, “More beer.”

My mind keeps going back to the idea of all of this is about having fun, and wonder how long I can manage to do and be like that.  So far, so good.  Get off track a little, and something pulls me back, and not sure how much credit I should give to looking in the mirror, or Alice and the Looking Glass.  Sweet reflections of a good time, and I can say, “When winter comes……”  Things will be alright.  Seasonal correction and weight training, go to gym.  Then comes spring and the beer garden.  What’s a guy to do. 

So I did learn something.  Not sure if it was anger management classes or something else, but get down to it, and an auto reflex kicks in.  Count to Ten.  1-2-3.  Not sure where I slip into darkness, nor if hypnosis really works, but Wait Training, and I call on patience to cure me.  Not that beer belly is a disease, but without going into details, this is the path I will take.  Later on I will say that having a beer belly is a myth, and its just muffin top.  And we can mix and match until we are completely satisfied.  I will drink to that.  Cheers.

“Good to Go.”  Says the Captain.  White background and polish sausage.  Make quite a picture, with the beer mug blurred and off to the right.  “Catch me when I slip.”  I tell my friends and family, knowing that I am always in motion and going somewhere, just never know when to stop.  So things happen  Can hardly fit into my clothes, and then I find a way, to go to The Club, do a few hours in the pool, and stay away from The Pub.  

Smooth Bourbon or cold Rocky Mountain Beer.  “Alcohol and in moderation, it is good for me.”  I say that and brush beyond those things in my way.  Have mixed feeling about all this when I am so big,  I get in my own way.  Will join forces with those who have gone through this for more years than we would like to count.  Have fun, but in moderation, will become a generational chant that whispers in my ear. 

Often we just don’t know what is good for us, and go into auto pilot and chart a course that takes us to the brink.  Beer Belly Marvel and when I picture that, with cell phone camera in hand, it is a good time to see things as they are.  Reflection and without remorse, make a corrective course.  “Ready to Go.”   Captain sir.  Summer time and having fun.  How about you?