Hello there. I’m Brian. Thanks for checking out my blog. First and foremost, I started this blog for myself, partially because I’ve gotten a little out of practice writing and wanted to get back into it. I find that writing about things can sometimes be helpful as well, much like talking things through.

While this blog is intended mostly for myself, I learn a lot from reading what others have written. So I’ll share, and perhaps you’ll find something worthwhile.

Me
Briefly, I was born in Seattle in 1981. We moved around a bit until settling in a small western Washington town in the foothills of the Cascades. I joined the Army in 2001, went to Iraq March-October 2003 and October 2004-April 2005. I got out of the Army in November 2005 and moved to Seattle. I went back to school with my MGIB benefits in 2008 at a local community college, transferred to the University of Washington in 2009 and graduated December 2011. I have two dogs, male and female german shorthair pointer mix from the same litter, Sigurd and Vida. I’ll elaborate on some of these things in future posts.

What’s on My Mind?
I love running. I hated it during my 4 years in the Army, and it took me several years after I got out to get back into it. I prefer running long to fast. I like ultra distance races, but I’m still just staring out. As of June 13, 2014, I’ve done four 50k races with another 50k on the 22nd, and looking at my first 50mi race in late July. There will be plenty of posts about running and other outdoor activities.

I have a couple medical conditions that have shaped several of my habits over the last few years. I have ulcerative colitis (UC), diagnosed after I got out of the Army, but symptoms began in summer 2003, during my first deployment to Iraq. I also have primary sclerosing cholangitis (PSC), an auto-immune disease of the liver that can cause inflammation in the bile ducts leading to strictures. The PSC was diagnosed after I ended up in the emergency room in early 2008. After further issues from both conditions and a whole variety of medications, I finally decided I’d go off my meds and try treating myself with food. I’ve told my doctor what I’m doing, and she hesitantly agreed as long as I remain asymptomatic. I will definitely be posting about food and health.

In the last year or two, I’ve also gotten into personal development. And until the last few years, especially as a teen and my first few adult years, I considered self-help and personal development a bit of a joke. However, trying to improve one’s life in any facet is to be commended. To be honest, I was pretty miserable back then. For 2014, I made a goal to read 24 books and listen to 24 audiobooks as well. I mostly read non-fiction. Some will be personal development, but there will also be business, biography, memoir, and possibly a couple fiction if I need a break and find something interesting. I’ve also gotten drawn into several podcasts by athletes, authors, and entrepreneurs whom I respect. Periodically, I’ll throw up a post about a topic that got me thinking from a book, podcast or some other source.

I also love music. I started playing guitar at age 15 or so, started bass about a year later. I picked up a bit of ukulele in the Army in the early 2000s. I write a little, sing a little, and very occasionally record a little. I’d like to do more of all of it, so perhaps this will give me a little incentive.

Practice Makes Me
Do I practice? I use practice in both senses of the word. I try to improve, no matter how incremental or monumental, while creating new habits.

While I agree that practice of some sort is important to improving most skills, I’m not sure I believe in perfect performance. Technology, for example, always seems to bump up to some barrier that is said to be impossible to breach just before someone comes along and breaks it. Computers were only supposed to get so fast, data storage was only supposed to have so much capacity, travel was only possible up to a certain speed. As long as there is some small amount of disorder in the universe, there is room for improvement.

The tradition or method of practice is just as important in my life as rehearsing to improve, and can be part of the later. I used hold onto the notion that I didn’t want to plan anything. I’ve found that I don’t get as much done and lack a sense of purpose without systems, habits, rituals, processes or whatever you prefer to call them. For instance, I figured out that most of my PSC problems came when I was dehydrated. Now I start everyday by drinking 1 quart of water. It’s helped solve a problem. Another example involves this blog. I was getting restless with a bunch of ideas for things to write, a couple books, some articles, and even a scifi story. I finally decided to make it a habit of writing for about an hour a night minimum. Sometimes I don’t quite make it an hour, and sometimes I write longer. I’m still building the habit, so it’s important that I make the effort.

To Be or to Become
Be(com)ing comes from an idea I had in a college class. It was my junior colloquium at UW in Comparative History of Ideas. I ended up writing a paper on the topic as well. In the context of this blog, we can either choose to be or to become.

In my college paper, I argued that it was virtually impossible for anything in the universe to just be. It was always changing in some way, becoming something greater, lesser or just other; more ordered or more chaotic and so on. (*If I can find the paper, I might post it.)

To live a life of pure becoming, though, is to put so much power in and value on the future that the present is just a stepping stone to be passed over as quickly as possible. So there is a balance between being in and of the present and becoming toward my future self. Of course it’s complicated a bit by the evolving ideal of my goals. There’s not always a path to follow. Sometimes I just have to wander around a bit. And I’m OK with that. I love wandering. You see and experience a lot of interesting things that you might have otherwise missed.

So here’s to my first wandering step on a new adventure.