Time...it's an interesting thing. Often I feel like I don't have enough time in life to do certain things (namely all of them). But why is that? A hundred years ago when people had to grow their own food and sew their own clothes, people didn't complain about not enough time. I think that even though we have all these devices to make life easier, people have less time because of technology. We want to be entertained a lot more than our ancestors did. Cable TV, the internet, video games, cell phones--there's a lot more forms of entertainment available today than there was a hundred years ago. Take a person like myself: I am so diversified, I'm like the U.N. My hobbies include sports, reading, writing, computers, web design, internet porn--and these are all things I like to do on a daily basis. The reason I don't have any time is 'cause I do so friggin much. If I was a simpleton and spent four hours a day watching TV, I wouldn't have this complaint (with satellite providing more than 200 channels, maybe I would). The reason I don't have enough time is because I want to do so much. Man, I desperately need to retire.

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I was watching someone jogging last week as I drove to work. His muscular chest was something to envy. It made me realize that I don't exercise enough--that I really needed to take a half hour out of my day to exercise. And then I got to thinking: looking that good takes more than eating and 30 minutes at the gym. Hell, the jog he was on probably takes 30 minutes and with a chest like that, he probably jogs everyday.

How does he have any time to do anything else?

If I tried to do that, look at all I'd hafta cut out of my life. Besides The Girlfriend, I have two softball teams to run, a job, fantasy baseball, fantasy football, a blog, books to read, electronics to play with, my wedding to arrange, my wife to murder and Guilder to frame for it--I'm swamped.

I'll bet that guy doesn't even have his own website, I thought.

Guys like that, they don't do anything else. They exercise and have sex with hot chiks--that's it. They don't have time for anything else because they spend so much of their time working out. There's no way I could spend two hours a day exercising. Ignore for a second that I'm a total weakling and get winded walking up a flight of stairs: the real problem is to spend two hours exercising, I'd have two less hours to do other things I love.

Exercising is more than a way of life: it's a hobby. Some people greatly enjoy working out (not me, of course). I understand the feel-goodness of sweating and the pleasure of keeping your body healthy, but I can't understand how anyone can be entertained while exercising. Maybe it's just 'cause I'm smarter than the average bear, but my brain requires far more stimulation than concentrating on running--I need something to keep my brain busy. You can talk all you want about iPods and listening to music, but I don't find that to be intellectually stimulating. You're not learning anything new or challenging your brain: you're just focusing on the concept of no pain, no gain. Where's the joy in that?

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