It’s just not funny anymore…

I have kind of a natural ability to make people laugh. If you could see a shot of me in a swimsuit you’d know why!

You see that right there? That opening? That little crack about myself? I do it all the time. All the time. I think it’s about enough. I cut myself down constantly. It originally started with the desire to not be one of those Christians that acts like he knows everything. I wanted to be, and still want to be, just the “regular guy” who is in on this shockingly cool story that most of the world misunderstands (including most Christians I think.)

So I make fun of myself. I laugh about my weight. My lack of punctuality. Missing goals at work. Starting things and never finishing them. I joke about it. But at what point am I actually just normalizing all this stuff I do? You make light of something for 20 years and all of a sudden one day you wake up and realize you’ve accepted these things as normal.

That day was today for me.

Let’s not take this too far.  There’s still plenty in life that is hillarious.  I’m not going to become one of those blowhards that acts like he knows everything. I don’t know everything. But being 80 pounds overweight isn’t funny. My wife doesn’t think it’s funny. She sits sometimes wondering what life would be like if I died early. That’s not funny. Being late to meetings isn’t funny to the stressed out client waiting to talk to me about the biggest issue he has going in his life right now. Missing my goals at work isn’t funny to the bosses that absorb the lack of revenue out of their own pocket when I fall short.

I’m literally laughing my way out of the calling I’ve been given, and using humor as a means to desensitize myself to the ways in which I am sabotaging my own success in answering that calling. This isn’t hard news for me. I’m not beating myself up about it. But I’m having my eyes opened to the fact that this is serious business. There is a place for humor. But I’ve added humor to a lot of places it doesn’t belong.

Don’t worry.  I’ll probably never stop laughing about the US Congress.  And lots of other stuff in life is funny.  And humor is a gift.  Up to a certain point…  and I think I just found that point.

Thanks for reading and sharing this on Facebook or Twitter.

JDV

Photo credit: http://archive.indianexpress.com/news/us-man-faces-jail-for-laughing-too-loud/1084562/
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Return to Bluff Road.

 

A little over 20 years ago, Bluff Road nearly took my life. A head injury that had me surviving by about 7 minutes. You can read all the details of that here.  It knocked me off the bike for two years while my internal injuries healed. And I never really got back on the bike. This season I’m back in training for a century (100 mile ride) in September.

Tomorrow morning, early, about 24 hours from now, I go back to Bluff Road for the first time in 20 years to reclaim my passion for cycling once and for all. I’m nervous about it. Can’t lie. I’ve done a decent amount of riding over the last 20 years. But never back to that road, that exact spot that is burned into my memory. I decided earlier this week that it was time for me and Bluff Road to have it out once and for all and put it behind us. And I’ll be riding the same hand-made Italian bike frame I rode that day.

You’re not a bad road, Bluff. But you’re reign over me needs to end. See you tomorrow.

JDV

Photo credit: http://justsomegoodthoughts.wordpress.com/2014/05/07/winning-in-the-great-competition-of-life/