Tired of Waiting

I'll admit - this post is being written in a semi-copycat manner thanks to a recent blog by my friend Alice-Anne. She and her husband are in transition time in life, as am I. Or rather I will be. Her outlook on the whole thing is encouraging and so right as far as the treatment of the unknown. She knows now where she will be going, though she didn't always. And knows how they will make ends meet, though they hadn't figured it out still up until very recently. She also knows that her future is in the hands of the Creator, which basically means - She's set.

The title of the post is actually pretty amusing the more I think about it. I've known about my entry date into the US Navy for about 3 months now, and I'm excited and so ready to get to it. I'm tired of the state of limbo i'm in, and yet I press on knowing I have a good thing waiting for me at the end of this 5 month "rainbow". And I really am tired of waiting - BUT the irony lies in the fact that so many people who I talk to say how the military (particularly basic training) is a bunch of "hurry up and wait." I can attest to that - MEPS (Military Entrance Processing Station) seemed to be the epitome of this. Hurry and get to the next physical test....now wait until we call you...then hurry up to the next...etc.

The only sucky thing that I can see about joining the Navy is the fact that I actually am getting used to New Jersey. I kind of like it here, Ashley and I have a blessed life here, with a few very good friends. Some think the fact that I have to go and join the military I might get sent off to war. To that I say this - if the country becomes so desperate for soldiers that they are sending bandsmen? Chances are that I already would have volunteered to protect and fight. Or they may start up the draft again. Who knows.

The way I look at it is this: I will have a job that will pay me to play daily, practice, stay in shape, and be part of something with a great long-standing tradition. Not to mention the perks like housing allowance, Loan Repayment, and did I mention they are paying me to play?

Bring it on.

(in a couple months that is...i guess I can wait till then)

overlooked

Finally have found a place we can dig into (as far as church is concerned) that isn't a struggle to get to everyweek because of distance and ambiance (for lack of a better word). During the sermon ran across a verse which basically stated to be kind to everyone.

This is INCREDIBLY hard. and yet incredibly simple.

and I've become increasingly sucky at it. Guess I should work on that.

day "3"

HOY. Plyometrics kicked my tail. It literally took me 3 days for my legs to recover - I suppose this is due to the fact that i've been working my upper body lately, but haven't done anything but run for my lower body which is muccccch different than jump training.

Ate some things I wish I hadn't over the week, but back on track now. Its amazing how after eating right for awhile, that one night of fish tacos and a brownie sunday can send your body into revolt.

day 3 was shoulders and arms. Glamour workout he called it! I feel like i didn't actually get the hang of all the moves and though I can feel the work today, i think next time i can definitely go harder.

On a side note - Jim Pugh wants me to take a lesson with him over Skype. :-)

P90X - day 2

Yesterday was probably the hardest i've ever worked my self in the last 3 years. It felt good, and there is a twinge of not wanting to do it again buttttttttttt I will.

Ed did last night's workout with me - today he may or may not do it we'll see, but eitherway, it's nice to have a video because it distracts my mind from wandering and keeps me focused on the task at hand. I'm gonna go do it now.

In a completely vain statement - the sweat was running along the "Y" shape of the top of my chest and bottom of my neck and I looked ripped. And I think that gets me excited about the fact that I could get ripped up again, even though I know I'm not right now. hahahaha! BRING IT!!

Anchors Away!

Have you ever noticed that it's not spelled as above? The song for the US Navy, my future employer, is spelled "Anchors Aweigh". Weird.

Ship date - 20101006

My recruiter said it's still possible I could get an earlier ship date, which would be fantastic financially...but I'm still not sure that it will happen.

It's been along time since I've used this.

Work = drama

I'm going to need to sloooowly get used to writing on here again. Don't want to give away all the fun at once.

Deal

Ash and I made a deal.

She spent her life as an athlete, training, practicing, working out. And she wants to get back into it - however, the thought of doing what is necessary to get the result she wants is daunting because of the AMOUNT of work that has to go into it.

I feel the EXACT same way about trombone. I know what I have to do to win a job. But I am also well aware of my current state of ability.

We both want results now, and we both know that won't happen. Thus begins the accountability. She works out, I have to go practice. I practice, she has to go work out. This could work.

Workin

It seems like it finally has happened. I am having to actually WORK for my DMA. Who woulda thunk right? Apparently, outside the lovely state of New Jersey, Rutgers has a stellar reputation as far as academics are concerned so I guess it only fits that the work is hard now.

I am taking an "intro to music research" class, which is required before I can take performance practice and my history courses. We read a long excerpt out of an article called "A Critique of Textual Criticism." I read a criticism of criticism. Sometimes I don't get academia.

Trombone is going well - i've realized that this is probably the last year I can afford to really spend the time practicing like I want to. Time to buckle down. I made an excerpt book. and am scheduling a lesson with Joe Alessi. zoikes. He is going to own me.