First Entry.....

I've recently lost a good friend, GK.  He's young, only 42.  He lives a healthy life, doesn't smoke, doesn't drink, doesn't really party all night (ever), doesn't overeat, maintains rigorous daily exercise and the whole nine yards.  Yet, he's the first one of our small group to go.  Godspeed my friend, my thoughts and prayers are with you.

Between me & my buddy NS, we always joked that "Exercise Kills!!" and cite persons of prominence and/or fame who passed away during or right after exercising (many came to mind: James Fixx, Ray Ziel and closer to home are Benyamin S, Basuki, Adjie Masaid, etc) as prime examples why portly men like me & my bud are living and living well.

Well, when it's someone close to you then the joke sours pretty quickly and you start to think about your own mortality and what kind of legacy you are leaving behind.  Have you done enough for your family, have you done enough for your children, how do you want to be remembered, where do you want to be buried?  Grim thoughts but like I said, when reality smacks you in the face, you take stock of what you've done or what you haven't done.

That said, is what I'm doing now part of leaving a 'footprint'?  I googled my own name out of curiosity and looked at what popped out.  Mostly internet social networking stuff and not much else.  Doesn't really tell anybody who I am, what I like, what I dislike.  Not that a blog will always do that, mind you.  I thought it'll be eerie if when I'm gone, someone googled me up and thoughts that I left behind are available for them to see.  Technology is a boon and a curse at the same time, I have always thought.

On a lighter note, my Trike is being fixed & I'm hoping to Trike along happily every morning with my Nano. God knows I need the exercise, but I hope I can remain healthy as another good friend, DB, set an example of how incorrect exercise can hurt - He's immobile due to a pinched nerve in his spine.

Peace out, world! BigA is still around and kicking - blundering through life