Being sure.

I originally wrote this blog post with a completely different meaning but after yesterdays events I think the title still fits and this post will more accurately justify the title.

Life lesson # something in the mid 100's: Be sure about something before committing to a course of action. There's been many things in my life that I was sure about that caused me to commit to a course of action only to find out I was completely wrong. Sometimes it was because at the time I didn't have any other indicators out there to say, "hold up buddy, better think this one through some more," and sometimes it's just because I misunderstood the situation. Yesterdays misstep was definitely a case of the latter. In my defense I was given all the right signals for me to make the logical conclusion that I did, but then again one should always consider the outlying factors in when someone's saying something. That's what I failed to do and so a misunderstanding occurred. Didn't someone on say that "life's just one big misunderstanding"? If no one did than I am, and yes I've already trademarked it so back off.

Who knows how this situation will turn out. I sure as hell don't but I guess I'll find out in about two months.

When did I get old(er)???

You know back in the day it was nothing for me to play five or six basketball games in a row and still have the energy to do other stuff afterwards. I mean I'm only 27, so how is it that after four games of basketball I barely have enough energy to get through a fifth one and really can't find any energy to do anything afterwards except shower and prop my feet up? Is this that "you're not always going to be young" thing that those older people warned me about, or is it that I'm still not back into shape like I once was? I mean I have been playing basketball three days a week and lifting another three for about three months now. I should be in shape... I think I'm in shape.

Do i face the reality of the situation and tell my self, "Aaron, you're just not as young as you used to be." No! No I say. So what if I'm getting close to 30. I'm not there yet and even if I was it's no excuse. I think the line from Lethal Weapon 4 applies here, "{I'm} not to old for this shit!!"

Is it hot in here or is it just me?

Well we're in the middle of a little heat wave here on the east coast. It's been well in the upper 90's to low 100's for the last 8 days or so. It's times like this that I sure am glad that I work in a nice climate controlled office/ lab. I even have a nice apartment with nice air conditioning to come home to. So when I get off work how do I choose to spend my time beating the heat, you ask? Why I go outside and play full court 4 on 4 basketball of course. Not just one or two games mind but at least three and as many as five. Yes I am insane. I'm out playing full court basketball, running around in temperature that could very likely cause anyone to have heat stroke. It's just a testament to how much I love to play basketball. I really do enjoy the games I play since we're all pretty evenly skilled and the games are pretty competitive, plus it's excellent exercise. But man do I come home tired... and sweaty... really sweaty (I could probably ring sweat out of my shirt if I wanted to after playing... ewwwww).

In other news I am trying to figure a certain situation out. It's all very confusing since I think I know what is going on in the other persons mind, but then again it is someone else's mind so I could be completely off. Do I go with my gut feelings and continue down the path I want to go, or do I let my logical side kick in full gear and do what I know will "protect" myself? I don't know what to do and I really wish I did. It'd be easier if extenuating circumstances and other parties weren't involved, but life's never easy, especially when you want it to be.