The cat at my gym.

I’ve always loved this Henry Rollins quote,

Keep your blood clean, your body lean, and your mind sharp.

As a long-time straight edger, it’s been easy to keep my blood “clean”. I don’t smoke. I don’t drink. I don’t do drugs. (Except for Temodar, I was HOOKED on that stuff.) <– inside joke for those with brain cancer

I keep my mind sharp. I think critically, I question, I learn. Good deal.

Now it is time for me to focus on keeping my body lean.

That’s right. I said it.

If life is short, and if my tumor grows back, it is worth having made myself as strong as possible before the fight. It is worth feeling good in my own skin, especially if I only have a short time in this skin.

And if I have a long time left in my body, well fuckin’ a, I will be stoked knowing I put in the effort for a reason: to feel good for the rest of my life.