Streamy, Keep the chain going, simpler, Run for the Gloves

Last night was a continuation of what my day yesterday was mostly filled with, running club related work.  I spent hours getting things ramped up for the races we have coming up through the beginning of April.  The half marathon sort of stole pretty much all of my focus for the last month or so.  It’s amazing just how time consuming it all can be.  I am quite glad that after this weekend I have a solid month of race free weekends.

I did manage to have some time to play Hearthstone and once again streamed it on my Twitch channel.  Cindy was trying to watch it but said she was not getting any sound on the feed.  I told her sound should be working and to demonstrate that you can watch the 4 minutes of footage below from a game.  Yes, when I am playing games weird things happen.

Watch live video from Fragu67 on TwitchTVThis morning I stopped for coffee at DD on my way in.  The line was long, the longest I had seen at the relatively new location on Davis Blvd.  I was listening to a Hearthstone podcast so I didn’t get bent out shape.  As I was sitting there I noticed the car in front of me, an older Hyundai Sonata, was driven by what looked to be an attractive woman.  I noticed the transaction when she was up at the window seemed to be more involved than normal.  She finally pulled out and I pulled up.

The girl in the window said the person in front of the woman that was in front of me paid for her order, so she in turn paid for my order. Wow.  Ok well I instinctively said “Well I guess that means I should pay for the order behind me” which I did.  The clerk said she threw a few extra punches on my free coffee punch card as a thank you.  I never had anyone “pay it forward” to me before.  I guess all people aren’t assholes after all.

Tomorrow is Ali’s Run for the Paws race to benefit the local Humane Society, a cause I obviously strongly support.  It’s hard to believe we are going on the 8TH year of the race, it seems impossible that so much time has elapsed.  This years race is promising to be one of the coldest ever with temps well down into the 40’s.  Yay.

Once again Randall is coming over to assist and will be reprising his role as event photographer for the second year in a row.  Jeremy was the photographer for several years but has since moved onto bigger and better things. Once the race is out of the way I am hoping Randall and I get to enjoy the rest of weekend as it should be, with beers, bike riding and slacklines.

I sometimes find myself thinking about the comparison between my life as a man in my mid-40’s to my life as a young adult.  To me it is interesting how unidirectional my perspective was on things as a young man.

It seemed like I had absolutely no concerns about what was going on around me in the world. I didn’t give two shits about taxes, politics, foreign policy, social issues, corporate greed or other big picture problems that annoy me current day.  All of my problems at that age, and there were a number of them, believe me, had to do with three people, me, myself and I.  I simply had no concerns about the rest of the world around me outside of my small circle.

I wonder what causes the transformation in people when they age where they become more and more concerned, annoyed, interested in what is happening  on a larger scale.  Is it because by middle age you have normally slogged through all of the career building process, family starting, house procuring and are now mired in a daily routine that allows for more time to focus on other things?

How many 21 year olds do you see ranting about Obama or any politician for that matter? They just don’t care, they have tweets to post, Instagrams to take, Vines to make, and parents houses to live in.

Even myself, who is extremely dedicated to being as immature as possible, (see above for proof), still falls into the old person mold of caring/complaining about the world much more.  I don’t use the phrase “back in my day” very often but I do refer to people in their 20’s as “kids” a lot which is a dead giveaway that I am well into old fartdom.

This is a thought that if I put more time into it, I could develop further.