I didn’t get hit by a truck, nor do I have inspirational
stories of childhood memories for you – not now anyways – but I figured I ought to post to let our 100000 loyal followers know how I’m doing.
Right now I’m at work, where I sell ice cream. I’ve
graduated from UCF, and spend most of my time running this Toppers Creamery and
playing basketball with the Spanish speaking trailer park kids down the street.
Not that this is a bad situation, but I’m ready for some adventure. I’ve had a rather sub-par and disappointing time
in Orlando over the past few years, and I’m hoping this Magical Quest will be a
kick off to the next segment of my life.
Here’s the fun part: my last semester of college I was
homeless. Partially due to circumstance, and partially because I’m stubborn and
frugal, I lived out of my car and slept around on floors and couches.
Apparently, this along with concerns about graduation, taking on the GM role at
work, and other catalysts, caused me enough physical and psychological stress
that I got as sick as I’ve ever been. I developed GERD, weird stomach things,
weird lung problems, and other crap. (Side note – I also SUPER pulled my
hamstring early last year and couldn't walk right for about six months, its still not completely right).
I’ve had constant pain in multiple regions of my body for
months now, and have been on and off of an assortment of medications. I am
about as unhealthy as I have ever been… so naturally it’s time attempt the
greatest physical challenge of my life! :D
I’ve got an appointment for a pair of lovely invasive
procedures coming up in February. Hopefully they’ll be able to fix me up real
good. If not, you’ll probably see lots
of whiney posts from me in the future about how my tummy hurts when we’re
stranded in the woods with nothing to eat but small berries and chipmunk meat.
Oh and let’s not forget I’ve never ridden a road bike more
than about two miles. Mountain bike boy since day one, baby.
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This should be fun.
Love Dylan
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