Fisherman

I cast my line into the fast moving stream of water, where I have been catching fish sense early this morning.  Its cloudy and cold outside, far from Christmas time but it smells like Christmas, it has the Christmas feel to it. Cold air, fog still lingering around the wet grass that has now turned into mud, from standing in the same place for so long.  Gusts of wind that hit your face, taking away your breath for just a split second, then calm, with only the sound of the white water moving like a herd of  horses.   I have been catching fish at this same place for years now, with no sign of people besides my lovely wife, who is  back at our cabin cooking breakfast......don't worry sweetie I will do the dishes!   No people, no talk, just fishing and sleeping.  Did I mention how Much I love Christmas time, the only thing I miss is Christmas music.  I will never go back to society, I love fishing way to much.  Nobody can tell me how to fish out here, what bate to use, or  how to catch the most fish.  Me doing what works for me, me living my life the way I want to. That sounds nice.  I work hard in what I do, even though I do it differently than other people, but I sleep well at night. 
     Over the years I like to pride myself of being a good fisherman, and I did it with know knowledge besides my own experience.  I am self taught, and if I have any questions about fishing,  well.... I ask myself, not the bears.  See the bears all follow a hand book that explains how to catch fish, witch is fine, but the only thing I don't like about the hand book is how the hand book tries to catch me, and trap me in the herd. 
     Be selfish, it will work for you and others.  It will give others that read the hand book ways out, new ideas, they can believe in themselves rather than others who tell them "no".  I believe....no, the attitude nation believes in you, you can do it, and you can do it your way, not there's.  There is a whole world out there waiting for your new ideas, your success, your motivation, so put down the hand book and create your own.  Take your arm and put it on the edge of the table, then slide everything off of it.  I fish my way, did I ask for your opinion?  No more chatter, just fishing, just living my life, keeping my eyes wide open, looking behind each bush, behind each door.  You will be interested in what you would find.  Don't listen to me, I am the guy you need to tell to shut up, tell me to get lost.
     When I drink coffee I see things, I am seeing things right now, different colors and white lines.  When I was a kid I use the think I could see air, but everyone told me that it was impossible.  It turned out that it was because I needed glasses, and it was my very poor eye sight that caused it.  When I drink coffee I can see the air again, so maybe I CAN see air.  When I look at you I am drunk off coffee,  your head is a blur, your words are shaky,  I like to just smile and laugh, while I walk forward.  I see things in a different light, and the reason is because I had to.  I am not book smart, I have no degrees, no certs, no real work experience, so I needed a plan, I needed a way to fish that was going to get me ahead of the rest with what I had, a way that was going to get me a lot of fish.  I couldn't read the hand book, because I didn't understand the hand book.  So now you have me, this guy who came form nothing, took the broken path, catches fish standing on his head with his pole back words.  Anytime life gets hard I think of Christmas and how much I love the smells, the tree, the lights, all the family and the music.  Anytime someone tells me how to fish I just smile.  North 2012   
   

"Green Hamster"

Attitude Nation Salute!  haha I just cracked an Ice cold green monster, and I am so very happy.   That first chug burns the throat in a way that makes you smile.  I am listening to my new favorite song by Foster the people, titled pumped up kicks.  You have to listen to this song to get the full effect.  Actually every blog I write has to do a lot with what song I am listening to, so from now on,  I will post the song to each blog.
  Lets see I feel like a green hamster, a green hamster that travels the world lifting weights and spreading my super man pull, my ideas, what Shankle has passed down to me, love, energy, and what I did to get to the top.  I always have to go around the building to smoke my sticks, the get away sticks, the leave me a lone for a few minutes sticks.  Ireland one week, Arizona the next, cold hotel rooms, dive bars, new friends, crossfiters to sprinters, hello people the green hamster just checked in, and I am ready to slam some bars.  USA weightlifting hates me, but I smile and keep dancing, keep making money, keep succeeding while my middle finger is in the air.  I wont stay in line, I wont become a sheep, you cant brain wash me.  The Olympic training center.... never, they should be lucky to train at Cal Strength, I wouldn't go there if they paid me.  The attitude nation is USA weightlifting, not the old grumps that never smile, those are the red hamsters.
   I want to apologize for being gone for a while, I have been traveling and training like a bat out of hell.  They gave me a bat map, and I have been destroying what coach has for me.  Anything he says I do, I am getting freaky strong.  I married a puff, and I am a snuggle, I love that who puff like crazy.
     Bar back not up, do that, you will lift more weight.   Bar separation is important, and bending your arms while lifting just makes you more of a bad ass.   ok ok I am sorry, enough with the boring technique talk!!!  wait one more thing, Stop pulling your shoulders back so early!   stop pulling with your arms!  I cant stand how people like this guy named Mark Rippetoe guy teaches the lifts.  no one lifts like that, who is this guy?  He is talking shit about me.  I wish I could put my national medal in his cereal bowl just so he can taste it.  Starting strength, ha!    That book and that program is a joke, that book is by itself destroying peoples dreams of being a weightlifter and just weight training in general to become stronger.  I call that book how not to work hard.
      I don't know how I got onto that, I think the song changed to something a little more dark.  Green Hamster needs to keep training hard.......PAN AM GAMES three weeks out.     Champ 2011