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Back In My Day…

Posted on December 10, 2015 I Written By

My name is John and I'm a working dad with 4 beautiful children. I'm a full time blogger and entrepreneur. These are my musings. I hope you enjoy.

If you’ve been on social media for pretty much any amount of time (or if you’re my mom, you’ve probably gotten it in a forwarded email), you’ve probably seen the memes that talk about “Back in my day…” and then they end with some sort of comment about how things have changed.

Here’s a good example of one:
Back in My Day We Played Outside

I don’t like the tone of this image, but I do like the concept of kids getting outside. Turns out that kids today love outside just as much today as we did back in our day. These piles of dirt provided hours of entertainment for the Crash Kids this weekend:
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Who would have thought that even when they have iPads and TVs and Kindles that they’d still love to play with dirt, bricks, wood and sticks? Actually, back in my day we loved it. Why do we think it’s any different today? Maybe it’s because the parents (not the children) don’t want to go out in the dirt.

The Value of a Hobby You Love and Can Do Regularly

Posted on August 13, 2015 I Written By

My name is John and I'm a working dad with 4 beautiful children. I'm a full time blogger and entrepreneur. These are my musings. I hope you enjoy.

This summer has been absolutely insane. In fact, ever since my big healthcare IT conference in April (HIMSS for those keeping track at home), I’ve basically been running with my head cut off. It seems like every other week Crash Mom or myself was traveling somewhere or doing something that was messing with the regularly scheduled program.

I can’t say that I’ve enjoyed the pace. It’s been much more hectic that I’d like. Even scout camp in the mountains for a week with my son wasn’t what you’d call relaxing. It was fun, but it’s so scheduled to the hilt that it didn’t feel like much of a break. Leaving our house for almost 2 months was fun and full of some really amazing experiences, but it definitely wears on you. I’m not the spring chicken that I use to be and my hair is really showing it. August doesn’t seem to be letting up either. October’s going to be crazy as well. Hopefully the rest will be more calm.

As I’ve pondered on the crazy schedule, I’ve realized that I’d really only played ultimate frisbee 3 times this summer. I don’t think I got to play that much in May either. It’s unfortunate, because I absolutely adore playing. It’s a good workout yes, but that’s not it. It’s fun yes, but that’s not it. The people I play with are good friends, but that’s not it. It’s the combination of all of those things along with many more that make me get more excited than I should to go and play ultimate. This is true for a pickup game of ultimate as much as anything else. Playing ultimate brings me such happiness.

Since I haven’t been able to play, I’ve been missing it. I’m sure my family has felt it. I’m sure the exercise is good for my emotional state as well, but doing something you absolutely love regularly is great for your emotional state as well. It gives you something to look forward to and anticipate. Some times life and work is a real grind and being able to regularly do something you enjoy love adore is priceless. I’ve missed it.

If you don’t have something that makes you this happy, find it. If you have something and you’re not doing it often enough, do it more. Make it part of your routine. It doesn’t have to be something crazy. It could be something as simple as reading a book. Hopefully, you’re lucky like me and it’s something that doesn’t cost a lot of money to do. If your “thing” is something expensive, I’m not sure what to tell you. However, don’t underestimate the value of having something to really look forward to in your life. It’s beautiful. Now to carve out more time in my life for ultimate. I’m sure the Crash Mom can’t wait.