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.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Universal karma: 1

So, sometimes karma comes quickly.  I'm certain the knock on the door of the young man I put in jail today came not only quickly, but completely unexpectedly.  

You see, this young man thought it would be a great idea to destroy several classrooms of a not-for-profit school for the mentally and physically handicapped.   Pissed off yet?  Every fire extinguisher had been emptied onto pieces of artwork and clothing.  The refrigerator contents were smeared over every surface imaginable and the sink was stopped up and the room completely flooded.  Nice.  

All of the wonderful people and students at the school cheered as I did my investigation.  It just warmed my heart and infuriated me all at the same time.  Why?  Why pick on people who already have a difficult time in life?  

Needless to say, I took great pleasure in paying him a visit today.  What do you think the punishment for something like this should be?  I've thought about it and I think about 200 hours of community service at the school, planting flowers, sweeping floors and washing the transportation van would suffice.  

Thoughts?


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