On Travel: Traveling is a strange thing. Its even stranger to someone that hasnt had the ability to do much of it. Ive surmised in the past few days since being home that it has certain outward effects on a person. The long and short of it is that when you are doing significant, culture shock inducing travel, you are not your everyday self. Youre not concerned about the laundry, or what time youre going to eat, or that one project for school/college/that big account with the new client. To my fight friends, I would say it is like fight day. You are not yourself, rather, you are a superhero version of yourself that you just couldnt sustain everyday. You pull certain things out from deep within yourself to continue. In that regard, it is like fight day. Adjusting back to the rhythm of everyday life has been difficult. After three weeks of meeting new people from all over the planet, seeing new sights, eating new foods, and having life changing experiences, I can say from first hand experience that the withdrawals are initially incredibly strong. It has been nice to be able to hit the weights hard again. I had lost a significant amount of weight even before the trip in order to prepare for the modeling gig I had back in May. As I sit here and type this my ass is absolutely on fire from squats. But, that wanderlust still persists. Its sits on my mind. As I feared, there is really only one thing to cure it: Another trip. So let this be my official statement: I plan on living my life abroad. On the road. Ill have spontaneous bouts of consistency here and there, but Ill have just as many bouts of travel, discovery, and exploration. I havent been this enamored with something since discovering Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, and as anyone that truly knows me will tell you, thats a love Ill carry to my grave.
Posted on: Mon, 11 Aug 2014 19:58:43 +0000
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