I recently had my first day as a full-time nomad and vanlifer. I’ve been in California since the beginning of August and have either been hosting, or have been crashing at my friend’s place in Sausalito. However, they all recently packed up and made the roughly 3,000-mile journey back home to Michigan. I now have the opportunity to do just what I’ve been dreaming of since the moment I laid eyes on Kamala back in April - live the vanlife and learn to be resourceful while building a life going down a different path.
I lounged out in the van which I had stealthily positioned in a hotel parking lot for the night. My plan was to stay there a night and try to find a more permanent place to park the next evening. After a great night’s sleep, I woke around 5am to go to the gym for an early “move-the-body” light workout and stretch. I’ve always been a bit of a morning-bird but typically wouldn’t work out that early. Now that the gym is also my shower it was nice to kill two birds with one stone; all before 8am when I went in to work.
For dinner last night I had a protein shake, a can of unsalted black beans, a glass of wine, a teaspoon of olive oil, apple cider vinegar, and some delicious fruit that I have stored in the fruit bin attached to my sink. I know it sounds pretty terrible, and if I’m being honest it doesn’t have the most flavor, but I really don’t mind. It’s going to take time to figure out a solid nutrition plan for living life the way I desire, but that’s also partly the reason why I’ve decided to take up the nomadic lifestyle in the first place: resourcefulness; forcing yourself to have to learn self-sustainability. I love it!
I have a Coleman 2-burner propane stove to cook dinner and I’m excited to learn how to improve upon my abilities to cook. I figure if I can prepare and cook a decent meal with nothing more than the little materials I have, then when I am a husband and have kids I should be able to manage the kitchen pretty well. That’s the thought anyway.
Over the weekend Orca stayed back in Marin as I went to Jackson, California to watch my old friend Bobby “Nashty” Nash win handily over a tough MMA veteran opponent, by T.K.O victory. This was the first fight I’ve ever been to and it was far from disappointing. I made the 2.5-hour drive east to help him warm-up for his big co-main event promotional fight. Bob and I wrestled together back at MSU and he has quickly taken hold of the MMA scene. This was the first time I’d seen him since our departure as Spartan brothers a few short years ago- boy is he a machine!
He hit the guy with a left handed jab that caused a near instantaneous crumbling and an inevitable early second round T.K.O. I even had the honor of cornering him and was able to jump in the ring to share his celebration after the fight. Be sure to keep an eye out for him. I’m confident in saying the MMA world has a storm coming with this “Nashty” individual. At 26 his focus, passion, sacrifice, and dedication toward his dream is on par with the best of them. Good luck brother, I look forward to following your journey throughout.
I write this sitting high atop the mountain in my favorite little overlook of the Pacific, the Bay, and skyline of the city. It is quiet; mesmerizing; and full of stories. Stories of joy, of curiosity, and of new beginnings; while blanketing you with a warmth of wholeness and wonderment. I sit here thinking of the joy I feel for what I know and have today, but am also filled with the excitement for what’s to come.
As the day’s flip by like the passing pages in your favorite book, I grow in thought of a more disciplined look. I’m learning that I have a lot of ideas. I’m also learning that my being without conscious direction likes to continue spitting out ideas, rather than picking one good idea and running with it. If you were to ask me what I’m doing today I would likely stumble by telling you a million things. However possible it may be, I am starting to see where I need to move one step at a time. Work toward one goal; accomplish it and move to the next.
That’s all for now. Thank you for supporting me and giving me a few moments of your day. I believe time is the greatest resource we have and I truly do appreciate your time. Best wishes as you confidently create the week you wish to see! Remember, you have little control over what happens to you, but full control over your perception and demeanor given any moment. Embrace this truth and stitch it to your soul. If you can do something as small as that you will begin to see the light that shines in all moments of the day. Slow down and open yourself to the good life!