For a variety of reasons, this last project was one of the hardest of my career; and I've had my fair share of difficult projects.
In this particular blog,I'm going to not analyze the hows and whys of the show itself, but rather some things I've really had to consider.
Things that this show has pushed me to become more diligent about.
Lifestyle changes that have simmering for awhile now, have boiled over.
“You should sit in meditation for twenty minutes every day—unless you’re too busy; then you should sit for an hour.”
–Old Zen adage
I didn't take enough time out for myself on this show. As a result, I am in the worst physical shape of my life.
I thought I was there a few months ago, but it's only gotten worse. I'm the heaviest I've been since purposely trying to bulk up to get on the game show, Battle Dome.
I'm the least flexible I've been since my knee surgery over a decade ago. And my endurance and cardio are in dire straits.
My emotional state has been a roller-coaster ride. I've really missed my family this time around, more than on other jobs.
And once again, I'm having a hard time imagining decorating another show.
But I still have a number of years before I can retire, probably looking at 20 more or less; around the same amount of time I've already been doing this. So on a positive note, I'm more than half-way through this journey.
"As Far as Jobs Go, It's Not a Bad Job"
Set decorating, leading, set dressing and shopping; I have enjoyed aspects of all of them. Working in the film business has been an amazing experience.
But it is not my passion. I fell into it. I didn't pursue it.
I was a furniture mover at the time, one of my many odd jobs, and some one asked if I wanted to do the same thing for the movie they were working on. I haven't looked back.
But again, it's not my passion.
I'm not sure what my passion is.
There are so many things I love doing. Many of them that I'm quite good at. But there isn't that one thing, that I love so much more than all the rest.
At one point I would have said writing. More recently I would say story-telling, whatever that medium might be. But as of late, living the story has grabbed me.
There is a reason this website/blog is called Jon of All Trades.
This mid-19th century phrase is defined by The Oxford Dictionary as “The sum total of a society’s activities and attitudes connected with physical development and education.”
I have been intrigued by working out and being physical since I was a teen, even though I was the intellectual of the family and my brother was the natural athlete.
When I left for college, I was a literature/film major; when I left a mere nine months into it, I was a drama/dance major, with an emphasis on dance.
I trained to be a ball-room dancer and taught a few aerobic classes back in the '80s.
I joined a gym when I was homeless so I had somewhere to shower, working out was secondary.
That said, I became a gym rat when I lived in Venice. Working out at Gold's Gym along side many world-class body-builders. Arnold was down the street at World Gym, where I was a member for a while.
Since then I've dabbled in long-distance running and obstacle course racing.
I've been doing Brazilian Jiujitsu for almost two decades. Many of the people I started with are now Black Belts with their own schools. I've trained with several martial art "celebrities"
I am fascinated with the human body and what it's capable of.
It's one of the things I love about the circus.
For starters, I need to recover. I need to unpack. And then I'll need to repack, cause we're on the road in a week. I need to get grounded.
I need to get my sleep patterns back to normal. I need to get back in shape.
I need to sort out priorities.
I need to more actively follow my passions.
I Need to Be Realistic
Sometimes I take the quote "A man's reach should exceed his reach" a bit too far.
Sometimes I take on challenges that are bit unrealistic.
I signed up for the San Francisco marathon which is in around 5 weeks. The longest distance I've run in the last 6 months is around 4 miles. I did 3 miles yesterday and was dying.
My better judgement has opted to pass on that event. However I still plan to do the Burning Man Ultra-marathon at the end of August and the Toughest Mudder in mid-November.
I just got back "home" last Friday, less than a week ago.
We spent Sunday house-hunting, only to realize that we really didn't want to be home owners again and that we should have been condo-loft hunting.
In a little over a week, we head down to New Orleans for Fourth of July en-route to Mammoth Lakes where Skye will be attending a Shakespeare camp. Cindy will fly out half-way through to start a job in NOLA.
Skye and I will make our way back to Atlanta just in time for me to start gearing up for another cross-country trip to attend Burning Man.
The dust will literally and figuratively settle in September.
But I do have the Tough Mudder in Las Vegas in November, around the same time Cindy will be finishing up her job and coming home.