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
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
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.
In my last 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
Guilty!
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
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