As such, this is the perfect time to reflect on the little things in life. Having personally felt the pang of the recession, this is an area I feel I’m somewhat well-versed in. So, without further ado, here’s a guide to filling the gaping maw that is Late Winter, cuz after the Super Bowl there’s very little to care about for long stretches of time.
- First off, let’s go with the obvious: food. If you’re reading this, odds are your an American male, aged 18-34, and that you enjoy eating food. You can put away platters, but when it comes to cooking you may still be in the D-league. Let me dispel a rumor: in the past year, I’ve started cooking. There’s a certain sense of pride that comes from feeding one’s self. Pick yourself up a cookbook that looks like it’s for children, and you’ll be amazed at what you can create. As an added bonus, grocery shopping can be an adventurous, terrifying experience that I recommend for everyone.
- To combat all those extra pounds you’re likely to put on once you start cooking for yourself, it’s best to get some exercise. Since I don’t have money lying around for a gym membership or equipment, I like to just imagine I’m in a post-apocalyptic world and use my surroundings to get fit. Walks are invigorating in just about every setting, but knocking out a quick set of pull-ups on telephone poles will ensure the least amount of people messing with you. Unless you’re Ralph Macchio.
- Whew, I’m winded just writing about all this awesome stuff. After cooking and exercise, you’ve earned yourself a small respite from the world. You know what does the trick for me? BOOKS! I know, crazy right? In a world of iPads and Kindles and eZines there are nearly limitless ways to consume information, up to and including good old-fashioned bound volumes. Once those dogs start barkin’ in your shoes, just plop yourself down in a comfy place and give your brain a snack. You’ll thank me in the morning.
So there you have it: an insider’s scoop on how to make the most out of the sporting doldrums ahead. These hints and tips may be a little revolutionary, and they may upset people, but hey, I’m no Paul Shirley.