What’s Wrong with Kickin’ Your Feet up, Crackin’ a Beer, and Watching the Game?

Ahh, well there is a couple things wrong with this picture. However, when analyzing the act itself in a singular moment in time, there is absolutely nothing wrong here with this.

Of course I’m not making sense today. When I have I ever? Truth is if I could have it one way in life, it’d probably be precisley this type of lifestyle. Although it would take some time shying away or denying the fact that I’m completely, utterly, and overly passionate about fitness and food.

I would actually right now recommend this type of behavior to any fitness enthusiast out there in the universe. Even the martians on Pluto.

Of course not on the regular. Its all about patterns. And I know I’ve mentioned the art of mastering balanced patterns in healthy behavior before. But here we go again.

The main point I’m trying to make here is that doing this every so often won’t hurt, but making a “habit” out of it will. Some feel obligated to drink during the game, or for their team. Another example of “patterns”. See those are what you’d call a bad patterns. Who says you need alcohol to enjoy the game right? Yes a game enhancer, but not a game changer.

Even for all the lovely ladies out there. Kicking your feet up, cracking a beer, and watching whatever sports you love will do you some good I think too. Tennis maybe? I don’t really know what sport is most popular for the female populous but regardless the following point applies to anyone.

Watching sports can sometimes trigger something in your brain that makes you want to get out there and perhaps give it a go, even if its something you’ve never tried before. Watching someone that your maybe a little envious of with there talents, skills, or just sheer raw athletic ability can instill motivation in a lot of people. I’ve seen it myself.

On the other hand I know a lot of people who could give a rat’s furry little ass about watching sports who are in godlike shape. You know like one of those Greek God’s with the perfect shiny glistening bodies?

So how is that possible? See there’s another external motivator outside of the sports realm for them. See there’s always a key motivator for those that are in near perfect shape. For some it could be as simple as they just want to look there best becuase they know by doing so it will give them tremendous gratification in the end when all their hard work pays off.

Remember there are those that don’t pay any mind to their physical self at all (even on a hygienic level) and are perfectly happy, and that’s fine. But if your reading this blog, chances are you’re not one of these are you?

So know I’m supposed to say something motivational and inspiring that will light a fire under your ass right?

But instead I’ll say this…

Go embrace kickin’ your feet up, cracking open a Miller, or a Coors, or a Bud, or any other crappy American light beer of your choosing, and turn on the game!

Huh?

Just remember the patterns philosophy.

Also I want to bring to your attention before I go this old saying. “Motion creates emotion”. Aside form having booze in your system, games and athletes moving around crazily well on your TV can even get you jumping, dancing, hooting, and hollering. Yet another glorious thing to embrace I feel.

Not a sports fan eh? Now do you see what your missing?

And for the record I don’t think all American light beer is crappy, in fact I quite enjoy them. But comparing to non-American or a non light, then you’d have to be nuttier than squirrel poo to think otherwise when comparing.

Cheers! (crack* pop* fizzle* gulp*…)