Watching Thomas kicking butt rock climbing @ Chimney Rock.
Beautiful morning for a run on the Palmetto Trail. However, these Mosquitos are hardcore vampires…
Very true… Trying hard to remember that rest is as important as work.
Running a 12k up Paris Mountain in the morning. The new painting in @SOCOWork sums up how I’ll be mentally preparing for it…
I have been struggling lately. I have been working hard to improve myself personally both physically and mentally. Working to get stronger, faster, to have better control. Working to be more focused, calm and disciplined. I’ve made some real gains in the past but lately things feel stalled. I feel like I’m deep in the grind. Things have definitely plateaued.
“To love the plateau is to love what is most essential and enduring in your life.” – George Leonard
I had a discussion with a friend of mine recently about what it really means to successfully lead a team to complete a project and kick some ass on it. We were talking about how we both hear quite a bit from people who talk about their managers or bosses always second guessing the things they do or not being there when something goes wrong in the first place. We even got a question submission to the BizCraft show talking about this same thing. Because of this the idea of leadership and specifically “am I a good leader” has been weighing on my mind.
"Come on, George. Loosen up. Swing, man."
Sinatra had a very nice blog theme. Very clean.
I love Sinatra.
Went to Concord NC and ran in the Spartan Sprint with some buddies. It was a most epic day.
The race was supposed to be a 5k but ended up being 5 miles… big difference from 3.5 miles to 5! But we made it and while I was disappointed in certain aspects of my abilities I was most proud to find myself getting stronger as the race wore on. I felt as if I was building power instead of losing it.
Today is March 7th. John P. Phillips my friend (we all called him John Paul) was injured gravely in Iraq 8 years ago today. He later died from those wounds on August 16h, just 5 months later. He was an honorable man, a good friend and a US Marine.
New @convergese ad in the latest Net Magazine issue. Hope this helps spread the word! (at SOCO - The Columbia Cowork)
Today was the Half-Moon Outfitters “Make My Day” 12K race that i’ve been training for the past couple of months. It wound up being a beautiful day weather wise considering it snowed just two days ago. The trail on the other hand…
The trails were very muddy and in many places still pretty snowy. I thought it was tough to run on the beach but buddy let me tell you running in the mud is damn near impossible. People were slipping and busting the whole way at one point I helped a lady who fell flat on her face.
Things started off pretty well, I felt good about my pace and had practiced keeping it going for the last 2-3 long runs on the same trails in previous practice. I quickly realized that I was wasting too much energy trying to avoid the slop, run/jumping takes it out of you. The trick is to just buck up and tread through the mud and snow when it’s in front of you. It’s miserable to run with cold wet feet but you can keep your cadence better.
I finished the race, which wound up being 7.93 miles, in about 1:40. That’s slower than I wanted but travel on the course slowed down because of conditions in a big way, there were times when we were literally wading through water.
This was probably one of the toughest physical challenges i’ve taken on. I ran my race and didn’t quit so I’m proud to have finished it. One of the things that kept me going near the end was thinking of Sensei saying “Don’t quit” and “Very nice” in my head, it sort of became my personal mantra.
I’d put down a 12k trail race as one of my goals to accomplish for 2014 and i’m happy to check it off my list. Next up: the Spartan Race in March.
I was having one of “those days”, you know the type, a day where things are weird and not going exactly as you thought they would. On this particular day there were forces out of my control that put pressure on me. I had multiple people causing me stress for things that in the end really weren’t a big deal but at the time really felt invasive to my mental state. As i’m writing this now and thinking back to some of the details, I can’t even remember exactly why I was feeling so much stress at the time. No one was personally attacking me and I wasn’t even the focus of the day’s events.
Do you get to meet your heroes? I do. I not only get to meet them, I spend as much time as they are willing to give me doing things with them. I talk with them, work with them, practice with them, go get them coffee - whatever it takes.
I don’t think i’m special though.
1/2 Tomato based + 1/2 Mustard based = Heaven
Page 1 of 180