OD on Country

Today will be the test.  I have been bragging about how I have been at home by myself blasting country music through our home speaker system.  I have also started to build my own country workout playlists on my phone as part of my Amazon Prime service.  I have 8 country songs on the list I am currently using.  If played through twice, I can get a one hour cardio workout covered by country music.  Usually, I can listen to favorite songs about 200 times before I cannot stand them any longer.  For some reason, after listening to this playlist for 6 cardio workouts, and the math would be 6×2=12 listens to each song, I can barely stand them.  I am going to try it again today to see if this was a fluke.  Maybe I am coming down with some new illness, but  according to past trends I really should have about 188 more listens left before I get to this point.

I know some of you are thinking, Wow he needs to find something to do!  Not so.  It was actually a very busy week. The week began with a big doctor appointment with my Mom and Dad.  My Dad was checked over very thoroughly by his doctor and some needed adjustments were made in his medication and treatment plan.  On the way back, my Mom, who is almost as frugal as my Grandma Nellie, had 4 coupons for free Junior Frosty’s at Wendy’s.  It is possible that I had two and my Dad had two (please do not tell my trainer or the country music issue will be the least of my problems).  My Mom just watched us down them.  One of the highlights of the week was two trips to downtown to see former work colleagues and friends.  This was a lot of fun, some great stories, updates on what is happening and just good reconnecting.  I also met with someone at a different firm who heard “I was the person to talk to about how to retire.”  Maybe this will be a new career for me “Pre-Retirement Consultant.”

Ok, heading to the coffee shop to meet with my men’s group.  Then to the gym to see what’s up with this country funk.  Wish me luck.

Dean

A Boomer In Transition

Odd Things

The last 5 days have been marked by an odd assortment of activities, but what else is new!

The Yoga day was better than I anticipated.  It was like a gajillion degrees below zero here and I was still not feeling well and nearly talked myself out of going, but the money had been spent, so I was going!  It turns out I was the only guy who attended – 9 women and 1 guy.  I was treated kind of like a celebrity, or maybe an anomaly?  In any event, I survived all the yoga classes and felt better having participated in the event.

In the last 5 days, I took another cooking class.  This was held in an affluent suburb of Minneapolis (hint – the name starts with letter “E” and ends with “ina”).  As a result of the location, the class was packed with about 30 students, most of whom wore more expensive clothes than the entire value of my wardrobe.  I took a class from this instructor last year and he is really good – he is a chef and a nutritional consultant – and I walked out of there with 4 very healthy recipes that I know how to pull together!

In the last 5 days I also got two phone calls from two hiring managers checking references on a student I had in my class Spring semester.  Even though I am not teaching this semester, I am still mentoring and doing connections of students and business people, and I convinced one of these hiring managers to come out to campus in February and have lunch and talk about creating a better pipeline of students into his firm.

In the last 5 days I got a phone call from London, a Board search firm checking to see if I had an interest in board opportunities in the UK.  Did not see that one coming, but did my due diligence on the firm and individual contacting me and it seems legit.

This morning,  I attended a volunteer orientation so that I can serve meals at a local shelter.  Turns out they do a lot more than just meals and this may be another opportunity for me.

Time to get ready to start the financial class at our church.  Tonight it is about saving, so I think I will bring along my first nickel I earned as a visual of how to be a diligent or slightly-crazed saver.

Dean

A Boomer In Transition

p.s. Country music is still blasting through the speakers in my house, so not everything is odd.

Sick and tired of being sick…yoga anyone?

Two weeks into the new year and I have been sick every day.  Finally went to the doc and it turns out I have sinus infection and bronchitis.  Why I waited this long to get the good drugs, I don’t know.  I know better given the amount of doctoring I have done the last three years.  I guess my health so far this year has paralleled the stock market, weak!  Disclaimer: once an investment person, always an investment person.

My goal to do more yoga this year (or any yoga at all) derailed right away.  However, tomorrow I have signed up for a yoga day at my local healthy club.  I will be going to three yoga classes (scary), getting a spa treatment (not scary), and a healthy lunch (scary) as part of this day.  At the time I signed up, I was the only guy signed up (scary), and I have absolutely no intel on how these events have gone in the past.  This will either jump start me on a yoga program this year, or it will turn me off yoga completely.  In spite of the tone of this paragraph, I am keeping an open mind on this topic.

Next week, I start my second installment of c0-leading Financial Peace University at our church.  I am looking forward to it as my son will be attending and helping me with the logistics.  This program helped a lot of people get their finances on track last time we did it and I am excited to see the impact once again.

Today, I am hanging around the house, it is 8 below zero without the wind chill.  I have already made it to Target, so no reason to go out again until I fire up the truck to pick up  my daughter and son-in-law from the airport after three weeks in Australia and New Zealand.

Now doesn’t this post sound more like a retiree!?!?

Dean

A Boomer In Transition

p.s. I have country music blasting through our in-house sound system while I am writing this.  My country music addiction continues to get worse during retirement.