The Running Man

Why is it that when I am out running someone always has to heckle me from their car as they pass by? I know. I get it. I'm fat...thanks for reminding me. I'm trying to change that, I really am. Today was not a stellar day and that just put the topper on it all. What sucks is that it usually happens at least a couple times a month while I'm running outside. No wonder I can't seem to find anyone to date in this world. Its all about how good you look and I apparently don't got it. <-----check out that fantastic grammar!

It doesn't matter how smart, charming, fun, or nice you are, none of that matters. Just look good and you'll be getting ahead. If I ever have kids (and that's looking like a LONG shot at this point) they are going to be in shape and healthy so help me. It would sure give them a head start in this world it seems.

All I want is one bloody chance. Maybe I won't even screw it up! I think I have a lot going for me honestly. I have a great job which I love. I own my own house. I have a truck and a motorbike that I own outright. I stay active and have an odd but fascinating sense of humor. Well maybe its not that fascinating but I have to talk myself up somehow. But none of that is good enough, cause I don't have the looks to back it all up.

Why is it that it takes 10 people to lift you up and make you feel like someone worth something, and only one person to make you feel like shit? The worst part is all I probably needed was to come home to someone and vent about the idiots I hear on the road, or the frustrating things I deal with in a day, but I don't have that luxury. I'm not good enough for that apparently. Whats wrong with me?

This past year has been probably the toughest in my life. I was always so sure of myself, about my own self worth. I'm starting to lose that and it scares me.

I need to smile more, because I don't know what happens when I can't anymore.
Sorry for venting like this. I've had a rough day and as pathetic as this sounds, this blog is all I've got right now.

I do have to put SOMETHING happy in this post though, and this made me smile. Stop rolling your eyes, I laughed!

Someone call IXII!

Ok...I know this is WAY late but I have been keeping myself busy, and for me right now, that is a very good thing. This post is going to be all about our superb ambulance staff at Creekside and at the Olympics as a whole.

We had the pleasure of working with Cam. He was managing all of the ambulance staff at Creekside and I believe at the sliding center...maybe even further out that that as I do know he was at the gold medal mens hockey game. Lucky bugger! The paramedics were all excellent to work with. They were all extremely well trained and a lot of fun to be around. See the pictures!

Now most of the paramedic staff at the Olympics were there under interesting circumstances. The union they were a part of was in the middle of contract negotiations with the Provence. Tensions were running high during the talks and the union had decided that none of the union workers would be attending the Olympics. As you can imagine that didn't run so well with many of the paramedics that were set to go and volunteer! So at risk for their own careers they decided to show up and work at the Olympic venues anyway. I sure hope that they aren't under any duress from other union associates for volunteering. The world needs medical staff like these guys!

Liz was one of the paramedics that we got along with very well. She was in a word, awesome! In fact she even gave me a BC Ambulance patch right off of her own shirt. How cool is that!? Being the kid that I am, I asked her if I could go play lights and sirens. This was the result. It was SO MUCH FUN to sit in the drivers seat and push buttons. Code 3 is when they run lights and sirens when they are on the road, and that must be so exciting! After all the fun in the front Ryan and I got to sit in the back. Now we couldn't just sit there by ourselves so we told Liz to jump in on the bed. Now we did warn her that in the pose she struck we would be taking a picture of her ass, but she didn't move so...

We did decide to take another one though, and it turned out very nicely I think! For those that know me and are keeping count, this marks the first time I have been in the back of an ambulance and not been strapped to the bed. YAY! After the day was over I found out that both Liz and her partner that day were heading back to the Westin. They offered to take me with them so I got to sit up front and get driven back to the hotel in style. Yeah I grinned all the way! Oh and bonus points for those who know where the post title came from!

That's all for now!