So let's talk about what this is going to be...

Whatever I want it to be, that’s what.  If I wanna talk about policing, I will. If I wanna talk about politics (GASP!!!) I will.  If I wanna talk about a new piece of gear that I got, I will.

This place is mine to rant, to vent, or to simply tell a funny story.  Hopefully, I will have TONS of all of those things for your entertainment over the next few (insert amount of time here) I end up doing this.

I am honestly not sure where to go from here since I’m not searching for that perfect picture or video that will get me a bunch of likes or followers.

It's weird, literally doing whatever I want.  In all honesty, I've been doing that lately with my Instagram.  I notice trends on my page of what's going well and what isn't. Recently, any fitness post does terribly.  It just gets destroyed, and I think that's because there are SO MANY fitness pages out there that my posts just get lost in the sea of #fitspo people.  Scantily clad women (and men for that matter) taking a picture for strangers on the internet, flaunting their asses with their favorite protein supplement in a  shaker bottle, wearing their Fit Fish pants (that’s my version of Gym Shark…) and smiling, posing for the camera. I don't do that.

I started doing those things.  Well, not flaunting my ass, but just trying for the whole “just a fitness profile” thing.  It didn't work out so well. My problem is my moral obligations. And that isn’t a bad thing.  I love my moral obligations, because they keep me humble.

Now before you get your panties, or posing trunks, in a wad over what i'm about to talk about, take a minute and read this first:  Just because you post pictures without a shirt on/in thongs/darn-near-naked for all the world to see does NOT mean that I think less of you or whatever.  You do you.  I’ve always been an advocate for being who you are, and if you are the type of person who is comfortable with strangers drooling all over your pics on IG, then more power to you.  Keep doing your thing. I think it’s great that we are given this space online where we can share ourselves, our art, or whatever to people across the world.

That type of posting just ain't for me.  I keep my shirt on, figuratively and literally.  There might come a day when I’m in a CrossFit competition or something down the road and someone snaps a pic of me shirtless, or I get to a point where I’m training shirtless or something, but I seriously doubt it. As long as I am an active police officer, father, and husband.  And it has nothing to do with not being in shape or not being proud of the way I look. I’m damn proud of what I have accomplished over my years of training. I am comfortable in my body, and you should be too.

My main thing is what my wife brought up to me when I started my page: What will you be proud of in 10 years?  15 years? And what would you want your kids seeing? That has stuck with me for a while. I told her from the beginning that I would not be doing any shirtless pics or videos.  And that is out of respect for her, as my wife and my partner in life. I wouldn’t want her posting all kinds of crazy pics online, so why should I?  I'm happily married and I am definitely not looking for any #instahoes in my DM’s…  That being said, I still get the occasional “Heart Eyes” emoji or “OMG ur like SOO HOTT!!!” comment on my page or in my DM’s.  They both get promptly deleted. And that isn't out of spite or lack of manners. On the contrary, I am very grateful for all of the support and compliments that I receive. 

I just know that if other dudes were commenting things like that on my wife’s page, I would NOT be okay with it. And that has nothing to do with jealousy. It’s more of a respect thing for us.  I love her and respect her enough to not allow that on my page. Hell, she has allowed me to create this little side hustle for myself and keep it, so I might as well play by the rules. When we got married we promised to make all decisions about ANYTHING together.  That’s how marriage works, so that’s how my IG works.

And this leads me to another thing for my IG: if you are a female cop and all you post is pics of either A)You in leggings and a sports bra working out, B) Pics of your butt, or C)Anything like that, I have most likely unfollowed you.  It gets old. I am here for motivation, not bikini pics. #sorrynotsorry

So if I have unfollowed you or you notice that I am not following you back, it's probably because I don't really care to see picture after picture after picture of you making duck faces in the mirror while also developing spina bifida by sticking your booty out for that perfect angled gym mirror selfie.  #knockitoff

Alright, well, I think that is enough for today.  I’ve said my peace and I’m gonna move on. I hope y'all enjoyed my rant/information about my instagram.  I’m gonna go watch a horror movie now. Haven’t seen It Chapter 2 yet, so that’s prolly gonna happen now.

Have a great night!

-Logan