Because I deadlifted really heavy today. And then I did squats. And I accidentally added ten extra pounds of iron to the bar. Everything was heavier than it should have been. So my brain is in my legs. No blog post today. … [Read more...]
Rage Against the Plumbing
Sometimes the water is leaking. And the pipes don't fit together. So you gotta go a little crazy. Rage against the plumbing. The dark has to come out. Curse, swear, see red. It's not who you are. But it is a part of you. Ugly, raging, angry. It's there for a reason. Then it's gone. And the water is still leaking. Ha! … [Read more...]
Enduring
Is it fun anymore? Can this be the central organizing question for change and whether we stay on a path that we have traveled? On a surface level, the question appears flippant. Not everything in life is supposed to be fun. Within everything that we strive for, we accept that there are hills and valleys. Those valleys are not fun. Those are belt burning days. Erase the manuscript days. … [Read more...]
Input Function Output
You introduce an input into a function to get an output. If you want to change the output, you can either change the function or the input. In life, what should we change? The function or the input? In life, neither is particularly certain. Here I am. Here's where I want to go. What do I need to do to get there? This train of thought focuses on function. But what if the more … [Read more...]
Consistency
The key to getting the work done - and the work done well - is consistency. Showing up every day. Or every other day. But at what point does the "not quite every day" begin to erode to where it is no longer doing what it is supposed to. I am trying to blog every day. I am failing. I blog a few days in a row, miss a day, or even miss two days. What's lost when I miss a day? It might … [Read more...]
Nooooo!
Call and response. The sound of me responding to the early morning alarm. Dreams interrupted. Darkness greeting me. The dog ready to go (only to be asleep again in half an hour). I love the productivity of mornings but not the whip of the alarm. I dread that time of the year when the days turn, when light comes later, when the days are shortened. Bring back the height of … [Read more...]
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