Journey

Common Sense, Ain’t So Common

Common Sense, Ain’t So Common So this week I had to get my new bike from Louisiana back to Dallas. Simple, right? No problem I told my wife, I’ll drive it there. The small voice in the back of my skull whispered, “You’ve not been on a bike in over 20 years.” I dismissed that little voice. It then said, “It’s about 525 miles, and it’s already 3:00 pm,” pesky voice spoke out. So what I thought. That little voice tried again, []

FIT@50 \ week 2

FIT@50 \ week 2 Finding this picture earlier I thought about how much better shape I was then than now. Behind my computer the adrenaline returned to re-experience the rush. I still sensed the empty state of exhaustion after having completed an open water swim and a long bike, to only prepare for a long run. Then I took a deep breath, hit “save” on this document and looked at the picture of me. In that chaotic ocean of nylon, Velcro and []

FIT@50 \ week 1

“…when I began the Friday posts my goal was to exercise like a teenager leading up to his prom night.”

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