My Bud Mike

Mike and his manager Matt eating crap.

Took this pic after I heard Mike on the radio for the first time!

Mike and his girl Tara

Today in NY I went and spent some time with my best bud Mike Aguilar.  Mike and I met in 2003 with the Santa Monica Track Club.  Besides track Mike and I share similar int rest, particularly in musical production.  We quickly bonded and Mike and I quickly became good friends during his stay in Los Angeles.  Mike is 1/2 of the group "Kidz In the Hall".  They are having a breakout year.  I am proud of Mike.  He really put allot into his music and his has a good idea of wee he wants to go.  He has surrounded himself with the right people, and is starting to see the hard work pay off.  

--Bayano

Coast to Coast

I'm in New York.  Wow!  This place is crazy.  There is something about real cities that gets my energy going.  I don't know if its all the life flowing through the streets, or the constant movement and lights.  I like it.  I got some pizza, went to my room, and watched the 2 hour season Finale of LOST.  I wish Lache' was here.  We would go see Sex In The City.  

Currently I am in the lobby were the free Internet is.  I sure am glad more hotels offer free Internet somewhere.  I remember having to roam the streets to find a wifi signal. 

 Anyway I'm in the Big Apple.  The smell of the Atlantic is different than the Pacific.  I would say the Atlantic is more like Irish Spring, while the Pacific smells a little mild like Lever 2000.  Not quite as strong, but both are refreshing.  

I am staying on Pacific time.  I put in allot of work to get on a good sleep schedule.  I am not going to mess it up now.  Besides, I run at 6pm eastern.   I'll be up reading, or writing a story for Baby B.

--Bayano

Let It Happen

"Let It Happen."  

--Lache' Niare Bailey  2008

Yeah, I crack myself up too.

I Don't Care

I don't care.

I've tried being nice.

I don't care.

I've tried being mean.

I don't care.  

Do what you want.

I don't care.  

Bayano will just be himself. 

I don't care. 

Fuck everybody else.

I don't care.  

When I die you don't have to bury me.

I don't care.  

Just let me rot where I lie. 

I don't care.  

When I win the Olympic games, you don't have to call.  

I don't care.  

When I make 6 million dollars don't call me.  

I don't care.  

I don't care!!!!!!!!!!!  

"Please"

Have you ever noticed how much people say "I'm sorry"?  And I don't mean I just burned a hole in your shirt ironing I'm sorry, but more like I'm sorry could you repeat that again.  What are you feeling sorry for?  It's not your fault.  I find myself doing the same, but not with the words I'm sorry.  I tend to do be what I call the "middle child mediator".  While growing up back home I didn't think I was the apple of either of my parents eye.  My older sister was my daddy's girl, she never got in trouble.  While my younger brother was mommas boy.  He and my mom share very similar interest, so it was easy for them to bond.  My younger sister got attention from both.  

I on the other hand felt like I had to make myself comfortable in the middle.  I always felt like I had to accommodate to people to make them like me.  I never really blew up at anyone or expressed my feelings out of fear that they will get mad at me for doing so.  How stupid is that!  I was very quite growing up.  I just didn't want anyone to get mad at me.  I didn't like the feeling of being disliked, or unapproved.  These feelings made me shy and timid in social settings.  I guess I just took out the risk factor of getting a bi red x on my paper by not even turning it in.

As an adult I can say that I have changed.  Some.  I still put other people's happiness before my own at times.  My mom says I am easy going.  I guess that's the nice way of saying you are a push over.  There must be balance between polite and Mikey from the life cereal commercial.  I don't want people to look at me and think " Lets give it to Bayano, he will eat anything."  

Another point of self reflection I have noticed is that I tend to dress rather defensive.  Only when I am feeling bold will I put on my cool shoes.  Back in the "pre-party" days (03-04)  I had a pair of "celebrity shoes"  I would wear them when I went out no matter were we went.  The were these ugly greenish-brown nikes.  I would tell myself that I am cool, and since I am so cool you want me.  You know what?  I violated more dress codes, and got into more A list celebrity parties than any of my friends that were dressed "appropriate"  It just goes to show that a little self confidence can go a long way.

I'm just rambling on about myself today, I have been doing alot of thinking on what will makes  me happy.  What makes you happy?

Ti is one of my favorite quotes from the book  Dune

"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.  Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.  I will face my fear.  I will permit it to pas over me and throuh me.  And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.  Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.  Only I will remain."

--- Frank Herbert, Dune

FEAR

It's a beautiful day outside and you are walking down to your favorite spot to relax.  You decided to take a shortcut behind  an apartment building to the get to the store to pick up a  snack.  You are thinking about how great yesterday was when suddenly a large man with a bat comes runnin towards you! Your heart stammers as he lifts the bat to swing at your face.  You lift your hands in defense...

WEAK!!!!!    How does that make you feel?  Are you in control of that situation?  Lets try again.

 

It's a beautiful day outside and you are walking down to your favorite spot to relax.  You decided to take a shortcut behind an apartment building to get to the store to pick up a snack.  You are thinking about how great yesterday was when suddenly a large man with a bat comes running towards you!  Your heart stammers as he lifts the bat to swing at your face.  You raise your hands and poke his eyes out leaving him squirming on the ground in agony.

Feel better now?  I'm not saying that everyone will be able to take out a large man with a bat and the element of surprise, but you are in charge of how YOU handle the situation.  Take action. The word aggressive comes from the Latin root "to move forward", so make the first move.  Its all starts in your head.

-Bayano

Live Forever

Today is Memorial day here in the United States.  We celebrate those that gave their lives in battle.  I believe it is every mans dream to be remembered for the rest of time.  We can only do so much while alive, but if our efforts continue after we are gone then they may one day be completed.  I don't believe anything there is much that can be accomplished in one lifetime that will truly change the world.   However one can be the catalyst that we spark a revolution.  

Live your life to the fullest and don't let people shame you into recoiling into social ambiguity.

Thrive and be bold! This is the time to throw the first stone that will create the ripples in the lake. If you hold onto that stone your whole life you might as well live under it.  When I die I want God to tell me "Nice throw Big B!"  

Foci

Now that the international track and field circuit is entering full swing, before the murderous trials of respective nations, the mad dash to push your mind and body to perform in unison in apparent.  Not only is it difficult on myself, but to all those I come in contact with.  As a aspiring athlete, I have become undeniably selfish.  The closer I get to competition the more my attention begins to shift from to that single goal.  

I have read that Navy SEALS are trained to select their targetsbased on a matrix called CARVER.  Each possible target is assessed by importance, accessibility. and reward.  

Once a target is selected you have to select a weapon to take out the target.  The weapon you choose will determine your movement.  I have chosen my target, selected my weapon, and have begun my hunt to destroy my target.