Do You Believe In Karma?

I do not normally believe in some things I can’t really see. For instance the jinx. Apparently when a major league pitcher has a no hitter going in the 7th inning you are not suppose to talk about it, so you do not “jinx” it. I honestly think that is stupid. I am the guy that is telling everyone in the world that I think will care. Sometimes the guy finishes the perfect game and sometimes he does not. Either way it has nothing to do with me other than the fact that I really like baseball. Do not even get me started on unicorns………

Last night I had an accident. I passed out near a large flight of stairs for reasons that are still unknown. I woke up at the bottom with no clear indication of what took place in the fall as it was not witnessed and as I stated I was passed out.

My body though can serve as kind of a map for the event. I took a fair amount of trauma to my head, face, both wrists, my right hand, nose, both thighs, my chest and my left calf and my right shoulder.

Because I watch the TV show C.S.I. I feel qualified to speculate that the only way I could have hurt all those parts in a 20 step fall was by falling backwards and flipping at least once and ending on my face at the bottom.

There was enough blood and initial horror to warrant a call to 911.

I had the whole experience as well, including that very annoying neck brace thing that stayed on for over three hours and influenced the invention of some fine curse words in my head.

At the hospital I became more concerned as the medical personnel were taking it much more seriously than I was in my head. Pretty much all the trauma folks were on hand and I should point out they were all very excellent and comforting.

My awesome Milwaukee Brewers shirt given to me shortly by my sisters after spring training this year was cut off of me. The look on the nice ladies face indicated she could tell by the look on my face that the fact that was happening was a bum-job for me. It was, but oh well.

The hospital experience lasted over five hours and included at least 10 pictures in the x-ray machines. It seems they looked into every possible problem I could have.

When it was all done it revealed I have a black eye and bruises on all the places I mentioned above. And that is it!

Sweet baby Karma, you sure are a good looking young lady.

Now to tie it all into this blog in a way hopefully a few people will care about.

Three years ago when I began the journey I am on I mapped out the plan of attack. It included learning, tracking. exercising and being 100% positive about everything in my life. I am talking glass-half-full all the way.

I am not suggesting I was an a-hole before or that I was 90% cranky B.H. (before health) I am just saying that now I look at the bright side of everything and I do not argue with people or randomly act like a jag because I can. It serves me so much better and I have many less days that I wouldn’t call excellent.

I do believe that I got lucky as a lottery winner last night because of something to do with karma. (insert unicorn jokes here)

I also think that the physical transformation I am making is happening in large part to being positive and refusing to not look for the good at all angles. I think that is the key bringing it together. Try it!

Use that advice friends, it is excellent. Cheers – Clint