I guess since I work for a company that pushes for consumer directed Healthcare, I should probably do something to be more healthy, right?

Easier said than done. Finding incentive to do something that is good for you should be easy, right? It's not. I can say that I have had my not-so-healthy years for various reasons (more than I'll admit to). But that's in the past, I'm a different guy now. Here's a fun idea: Get a big dorky odometer and wear it everyday! I don't need accessories to add to my dork-ness but hey, do I really care? Nope.

We started a program called HealthMiles created by Virgin here at work. It's interesting in that we can create challenges and compete with co-workers. It gives us $ when we hit certain milestones. But mostly, it's the fashion statement that keeps me walking.

…It’s a simple word with simple meaning. Like water.

Water can have many different levels of depth, but it’s still water.

It’s a pretty cool thing to meet up with people that I haven’t seen in years and still feel the friendship shared when we first met. Maybe it’s because I grew up in a small town. Maybe it’s because I live in the same state I grew up in. Maybe it’s because of my family, or maybe it’s just because of sheer luck. 

For whatever reason, I feel pretty blessed when I think of the friendships that i’ve made throughout life. I’ve never had a day to day type of friend since High School, but I have been lucky enough to meet certain people who I know are still my friends even though I haven’t taken the time to keep in touch with through the years. 

I guess all I want to say here is that I heart my friends.

So this goes out to the few I speak to weekly and those that I maybe haven’t seen or talked to in ages but when we see or think of each other, we still count ourselves as friends.

Well, kind of deep anyway.

What does it say about you when people say you've changed their lives yet you can't seem to change your own?

Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun
And the days blur into one
And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass
Was never much but we made the most
Welcome home
Ships are launching from my chest
Some have names but most do not
If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost
Heal the scars from off my back
I don't need them anymore
You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars
I've come home
All my nightmares escaped my head
Bar the door, please don't let them in
You were never supposed to leave
Now my head's splitting at the seams
And I don't know if I can
Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs press into my skin again

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Yes, I'm blogging a Re-Tweet.

Kevin Rose poses a good question through Twitter and it explains why I've dropped out of blogging only to post the occasional viral/lame video or pic.

Between my Facebook, my Twitter and a few online forums of friends, I think my virtual life social needs are pretty much fullfilled. I can keep up on those I wish to from these platforms on whatever level I want. The same goes for anyone who wishes to keep up on the boring exciting life of ryan. 

At least for now anyway. 

What do you think?

Vanilla flavored Xbox Live? Tasty. .. What The Fever?

I dig TED. I usually try to watch a talk or two every weekend (along with my favorite Revision3 shows). They can be mind-opening, inspiring and they inevitably widen my view of the world.

Synthesized Happiness? jup.

Ok, I guess I'll jump on the Smog complaint band-wagon. You can see how bad it is from where I work.. I'd hate to be in the valleys with this crap!