I'm a 41 year-old police detective.

Over the past 10 years, I've let myself get overweight. Tired. Lazy. Unattractive. Boring.

It was easy--I had an excuse. I went back to school in 2002 and worked my way through a Master's degree from the University of Florida, Summa Cum Laude. Mostly, I carried a full-time course load in addition to my full-time job. And homicide callouts. And court overtime. And instructing at the police academy. You get it. I'm a Type A personality.

While I was busy perusing book after book and researching paper after paper, my ass got bigger and bigger. My pants size grew larger and larger. Meh...I'll fix that later. Well, guess what?

Later.....is NOW.

And, it's a hell of a lot easier putting the weight on than taking it off. Anyone who had gained and lost more than 20 pounds will tell you the same.

This is my journey to lose 35 pounds and compete in the closest thing to the Olympic Games offered in amateur sports. The 2011 World Police and Fire Games in New York City.

I have 5 months to lose the weight and train my body to compete against elite athletes from around the globe. I've seen the records and they're no joke. I'll have to swim faster than I did when I was 14 or 15 and broke county records in Maryland back in the 80's.

No luck necessary. I'm getting my fat ass into the pool.

Friday, June 5, 2009

It's easier not to care sometimes.

I've been working with an after-school basketball program for some of the "inner-city" teens since February.  I've gotten to know these kids really well and even met some of their families.  I've had them confide in me (as a police officer and as a friend) and worked my way from standoffishness to hugs.  We joke, laugh, discuss, chat and generally just have a good time together.  I've learned a lot and I think they've opened up to some new ideas about law and police work.  

I was injured on the job last month and as a result, missed several days with my kids.  When I returned on Tuesday, I found out that they had made it to the semi-finals of the tournament.  Unfortunately, due to several factors beyond their control, they had to forfeit the final game.  

They didn't understand. 

This program was created to give these kids a sense of accomplishment.  Teamwork.  Dedication.  Goal-setting.  They learned all of these life lessons well.  They changed.  They grew.  Then, in one phone call, all of their hopes were dashed and they were let down.  Not by fellow teammates, but by the bureaucracy of "the system".  

I was heartbroken for them.  They didn't show up to play ball on Tuesday.  Or Wednesday.  The coach told me that they all quit after this bad decision had been made and the trophies awarded to another team via their "forfeit".  It just didn't make sense.  I asked the director of the program what happened and even he couldn't give me a straight answer.  I tried to contact several of the kids but they didn't answer the phone.  

Leave it up to a bunch of upper-middle-class bean counters to screw up a fantastic program.  4 million dollars was funneled into it and really great progress was being made across the boards.  Now, it's a consummate failure because of one horrible decision.  

You can't expect children to readily accept disappointment when they have never known anything else.  You can't expect them to pull themselves up by their bootstraps when they have no hope to begin with.  The people that made this decision have no idea what they've done---and that's the worst part of it all.  

I'll keep trying, but last I heard, they're closing the park down---essentially giving it back to the dope dealers and crack whores who infiltrated it to begin with.  

Unbelievable. 

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