Posts Tagged ‘sacrifice

06
Mar
25

Strength

Strength. Great word and it has a million different meanings. A person can have strength in their mind, in their muscles, in their stature, in their character, and on and on and on. Other people respect strength most of the time, but they can also fear it. Sometimes that fear turns into jealousy and becomes ugly, but I don’t want to go down that path today. Instead I want to shine a light on some wonderful friends of mine that should have their picture next to the word strength in the dictionary.

When you first see them you might say “that is too much”. There was a time in my life when I would have agreed with you, but that is no longer the case with me. Now I’m in awe of these wonderful people and I want to explain why I bring it up today. I’ve mentioned the last couple weeks about my new journey of health and fitness. I will say any real trip worth taking is never taken alone. You need to have others with you, either physically or mentally and I think about these friends and the incredible sacrifices they make DAILY to achieve their goals to help me reach mine.

Well who the heck are they Bucky?? Well we are in the third paragraph so I’ll do the big reveal. My friend Garrett and his amazing GF Mina. They are bodybuilders and great ones at that. I’ve known Garrett for almost 10 years now and have personally seen his transformation bit by bit. The man is a BEAST and I could not be any prouder of him. I have seen the commitment he has to get into this type of shape and you say it is too much because you lack the strength to do it.

Anyone can lift a weight. It is easy. Me lift heavy thing – said in dumb voice. That has so little to do with the actual journey these incredible people take. The mental strength to not eat crap food every day for MONTHS in order to reach their level is insane. You can’t go 3 hours without eating some potato chips or 2 days without a bowl of ice cream. I used to poke fun of gym rats because I’m an idiot, but now that I’ve had to put the work in and lose weight by changing my lifestyle I’m blown away by these unbelievable humans that deserve all of our respect.

I was on life support in May of 2024. I was dead and somehow didn’t stay that way, but I was also 270 lbs, paralyzed, had a rotten kidney inside of me, and most of all angry. My situation sucked and it wasn’t fair, but it was reality. No amount of crying was going to change it. I had a therapist named Dana that is also a bodybuilder. I put her in touch with my other friends and now they are planning to take over the world together. Okay maybe not the entire world, but in that process I’ve started to see her journey on IG as well. She works full time, is about to get married so don’t get your hopes up boys, and still finds the time to kick some ass on the stage. All I have to do is stop eating candy for a few months to reach my first goal.

These three individuals are overflowing with strength, so much that they can give me some thru their IG page. Imagine that. Garrett takes the time to work out with me anytime I ask. Mina lets me makes jokes about her name all the time. Dana is just stupid hot. Every little bit helps… As you spend your days crying about Trump this or Biden that, chasing every new fad diet, or driving by the gym on your way to COOK OUT these real workout gangstas are out there getting shit done. Pay attention to the world and read, but don’t get so wrapped up in the BS you forget to live. Stop letting the TV or pansies dictate what you can be or do. Be OBLIGATED and not motivated.

I want as many of you as possible to come with me on this journey of health and happiness. It is no fun to show up alone. I want an army. Find people in your community already getting after it and study them. Imitate them. Become them. And most importantly…. Respect them. They have earned it.

FknBucky

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P.S. I purposely left their IG names on the tops of the photos. They gave me permission to use their names in this blog. Follow them. Learn from them. Respect them. These 3 people have helped me more than they know and truthfully this blog is my way of saying thank you to them.

25
Nov
21

Sacrifice

Justice for Ryan Cooper. I don’t understand why they haven’t found the person responsible for this insane evil act, but I’m still hopeful they will find the pricks.

The crazy part is I started this blog about four weeks ago.

I have a dozen blogs that are 80% complete. I just need to final edit them, but I get distracted and 4 days later whatever I was writing about becomes old news. A friend sent this article to me wondering if I would write about it. That answer is yes. I don’t know much for details, but this story is true, just happened, tragic, and yet romantic in a weird way. It shows the sacrifice one human is willing to make to ensure the safety of a stranger. I want to say this next point and regardless of your political position I hope you feel the same way. Those 13 service members should NOT have died in Afghanistan. It makes me sick that the incompetence of old people in power caused the needless death of those young military members.

Today I want to talk about Joaquin Romero. You’ve never heard of him. He worked at La Jolla Zip Zoom Zipline in North San Diego County. He was 34 years old and certainly didn’t expect to die as he got ready for work last Saturday. None of us do, but the truth is, at any point of everyday the clock could run out. Stop spending time on trivial BS. Stop hating people you don’t know and in fact stop hating anyone. It is ALL wasted energy. Donald Trump, Joe Biden, and any of the others don’t care that you hate them. They sleep just fine, but you allow them to live rent free in your mind. Someone please tell me how hating Donald Trump all day makes your life more enjoyable. I’ll wait.

Mr Romero was helping a young lady get hooked up on the zip line when she started slipping. He grabbed her harness in an attempt to steady her, but it was too late and they both went about 100 feet down the zip line. This man you’ve never met decided to let go. He knew the 70 foot fall was going to kill him, but he let go anyway. He knew the line would most likely not hold the weight of both of them and made the ultimate decision. This wasn’t like Hollywood where the actor gets back up, but real life where you have no extra lives.

This type of sacrifice blows the mind. I can’t imagine being faced with that decision in the blink of an eye. One moment thinking about how you’ll grab some beers after work, hopefully run into the cocktail waitress you have a crush on, and the next moment you are about to plunge to your end. In a few seconds you find yourself hanging 70 ft above the ground on a cable that can’t hold two people. You can’t call timeout, try again, scream you’re sorry for any past mistakes. Nope, you just let go and fall to your death.

It reminds me of soldiers that jump on a grenade in order to save his brothers next to him. Think he checks to see what color the other men are before making that final jump?? The picture is Kyle Carpenter. He literally jumped on a grenade. The least you can do is to remember his name and recognize people like this exist in real life. This is a debt none of us will ever be able to repay. You can’t even let someone go in front of you at the Walmart check out when they have 2 items and you have a full cart.

There are clearly great people in this world. All around us. You don’t know someones story or history. How many friends do you have?? How many of them know everything about you?? Do you know everything about them??? I’m going to say very few. You’re too busy to listen to someone else’s story. We get so wrapped up in BS that we forget what it is to simply be a good human. The young lady hanging on the zip line that a stranger killed himself to save, do you think she asked who he voted for in the last election???

I talk about Mr Romero and his selfless act. It is insane to think about. I wonder if he was vaccinated?? That is a joke. We have all these nurses, police, firemen and women, grocery store workers that were held up on this pedestal during the lockdown months. They got up and worked every day while others got paid extra money to not work. They didn’t get a bonus. Every couple of days some D-Bag politician would get on TV and talk about how much their sacrifice meant to the rest of us. Liars. They didn’t give a crap. Those same ”heroes” are now the enemy and being fired for not getting the vaccine. It makes me sick to think about.

You have to ask yourself one question. Do I have the strength to sacrifice myself for others?? It doesn’t have to be death. That is only good for one moment. Start small. Sacrifice your time. Listen to someone that doesn’t have anyone to talk to. Cook meals for homeless people on Thanksgiving. Be a foster parent to kids or dogs. Maybe both. Stop and pick up the litter you see. I watched a guy tonight walking his Golden Retriever that was munching on a plastic plant pot. I passed him with Annie, looked back at the street, and sure enough his dog dropped it and he kept on walking. I turned around and picked it up myself because I have character.

Sacrifice your money. Give to those in need. Pay for someones lunch. Do you know how great it feels to randomly pay for someones groceries that are obviously in need of a kind gesture. You got $70 to blow at the bar Friday and Saturday, but no money to help a struggling family??

Start small. Let a car merge in front of you on your way home. Talk to the elderly person two houses down like they are the only person in the world for an hour. Take your dog to a new park or on a walk instead of just opening the door and shoving your fur friend into the back yard. Buy a couple greeting cards and send them to old friends you haven’t talked to in years. Friendships are precious gifts so never take them for granted. In fact one could say ”Be thankful for the friendships you have”.

You have all the power to make your day and someone else’s wonderful. Use it.

Happy Thanksgiving!

FknBucky

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31
May
21

The Families

Army SPC Jeremiah Collins, says goodbye to his wife Angela (R) and daughters Skkye Collins (L) and Shyla Collins (2-R)

Yesterday I talked about respecting those that gave up everything for the idea of freedom. You can disagree with anything you want in America because you are free to do so. You don’t have to blindly agree with everything our government does, has done, or will do in the future. In fact it is your job as a citizen to question them, all of them, Donald Trump and Joe Biden, just because your “guy” or “gal” is in charge doesn’t mean they get a free pass to do whatever they want. I read a lot. I’ve read so many stories about incredibly brave men and women from all kinds of backgrounds that I know strength has nothing to do with race, gender, age, sexuality, or physical ability. I can’t do a push up, but I’m the strongest person you might ever meet. Or not.

To call me strong is easy. You see a wheelchair, think about how much it must suck, how sad or depressed you would be if it happened to you, and then label me as strong because I have a smile on my face. That isn’t strength, it is survival. I only have so many days left on Earth. It could be 1 more day or 10,000 more days, but I’m not going to waste them feeling sorry for myself about things I can’t change. Want to know real strength?? Go talk with the mother of 3 young children who’s husband is in harms way serving our country 6,494 miles from home. Yes I googled the distance from Charlotte, NC to Fallujah, Iraq. Keeping it real on FknBucky.

The families of our heroes need to be remembered on this Memorial Day as well. A friend of mine growing up lost her brother who was serving the USA when he was killed in a helicopter accident. I don’t know if she reads this blog or not, but I dedicate today’s blog to her brother and their family. His name is John Kaye and he was a hero. I bring it up to let her know a lot of people acknowledge the huge sacrifice he made to make sure the rest of us are safe and free. I didn’t know him well on a personal level, but I vow to never forget his name or sacrifice.

It is easy to forget the real reason for Memorial Day, but the families left behind to try and make sense of it all don’t have the luxury to forget. Commenting on a Meme in between beers 2 and 3 is not honoring those that gave their life in defense of our country. You don’t have to agree with the war, the military, or any of it, but you must understand these individuals believed in America enough to die for it. The sadness and the loss never really go away. It is impossible to understand the pain associated with loss like that unless you’ve been through it. We all hope you don’t experience that kind of grief.

Memorial Day is more than brats on a grill. More than having your first beer at 9 AM. It is important to take a few minutes, look around your life, and appreciate all that you have. Regardless of the hardships you have going on in your life, you are still here with the opportunity to change your life. The opportunity to read a book, start a business, have a family, or anything else you would like to do. Those that gave up their lives so we could be free don’t have the opportunity to do any of those things. Show your respect by living a full life. Chase your dreams. Hold those you love and tell them you love them often.

I’m very sorry that John Kaye lost his life serving our country. He was way too young and I know how much his sister and family loved him. He is missed by many and never forgotten. So remember him today, remember all of our fallen heroes, and don’t forget to honor the families that have lost their brother, son, Uncle, sister, daughter, or Aunt. Those labels came long before we called men like John a soldier, a Marine, a sailor, or any of the other terms used to describe service members.

I try to write about things that are meaningful and tell some jokes along the way. With a country so divided I hope that regardless of where you fall left or right you can take a moment to remember a hero that didn’t give his life to democrats or republicans. He gave his life for Americans. The least you can do is spend the day being just that. An American. An American that can see all the good we do together as a country. You have 364 other days to hate and trash the USA. Just for today drink your beers, eat the brats, and embrace the idea of freedom so many brave men and women died for.

FknBucky

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