What would I do if I knew I only had six months to live? I’d type faster. ~ Issac Asimov
I saw the above quote on my son’s Google Homepage, and it got me thinking. What would I do? Unlike Dr Asimov, I am not tuned into my life’s purpose, let alone living it. Heck, for the most part, I am not even focused on it. I am not even sure if I know what it is, even though my mentor, the illustrious Barbara Winter, insists that I do. (You ALWAYS know your life’s purpose. you may not be aware of it, but you always know it)
The more I thought about it, more I realized that I was wasting my life away. I decided to do something about it. And what better way to start than to get your act together, so you can put it on.
First things first, if I am going to be gone in six months, I sure wouldn’t want my loved one to carry any more burden (literally) than they have to. When I checked this morning upon waking up, I came in at 184.2 pounds in my birthday suit. That’s about 45 pounds more than I would like to carry myself or have my loved ones to carry after I’m gone. (Note: I am a Muslim, and in our tradition of Islam, the loved ones literally carry the coffin on their shared shoulders to the grave)
So I am taking it upon myself to lighten the load, both on my living legs and upon my loved ones, should I be gone.
So here are the vital statistics at the beginning of this journey with six months left in the year 2010.
Current weight: 184 lbs.
Current waist size 38+” I say that because, I barely managed to fit into a size 38″ pants which my wife bought for me last month, that I insisted were too big for me.
So how do I intend to do this? Stay tuned while I go for a walk and try to figure it out.
