An expression of gratitude.
Last night I attended a dinner, for the owners and members, of my Crossfit box – 32034. The food was good, everyone looked great. Beaming faces, with bright eyes, long lashes and big smiles, were on every body present. I felt honored to be a part of.
Luke and Erin Riddell are the owners and coaches of a new box on Amelia Island.
After we ate and socialized, they got up and gave a talk about what their Crossfit Box meant to them. Yes, it’s about health and fitness, but it’s also about community and being a better person.
In their prayers, they had asked for thirty members. And as stewards they would assist the members to be able to go out and be lights in the community.
The evening had a feeling of warmth, and a nurturing family.
I needed that.
Jesus loves me, and they love me.
As a child, whenever my father was unhappy with me, and I would try to explain myself, he would ferociously say that there were no excuses.
I believe there are excuses. Continue reading “Life”
In a never changing existence.
The world just revolves and spins and flies through the universe.
I’m in coach.
I have once again, woken up to the fact, that I am co-dependent.
And once again, I give up.
At my last attempt at writing, I posted my previous life’s commentary, in a short and incomplete manner. I have a plethora of questions going around a race track at a syrupy slow pace. I tell me self to not think. It was too much for me, so I found a positive image and slapped it on the page. Continue reading “This is Not a Dress Rehearsal”
by the greatest enemy ~ SELF
It has been a personal goal.
And I finally did it today for the first time.
*I wrote this sentence and saved it two days ago. Continue reading “Third World Squat”
Another day at the races ~
I have been watching the Crossfit Games. OMG. It’s hard to figure out what’s going on. I enjoy watching the strongest, but I have a special interest in two other groups, as well.
The over sixty women, for the obvious reason. I can watch and see the sort of workouts that will be thrown at me in the open. They didn’t jump on the Box! They scale the muscle ups. Knowledge is power. Continue reading “Core Couplets”