XXXI: Pure Country


Wow…you really are short…

I warned her. I had warned Darco several times about my dad’s side of the family, the Daugherty Clan. This was always done in a fun, whimsical sense, but compared to her experience with MC’s family there is a stark, stark contrast between the two groups. MC’s side you go to brunch with…dad’s side…you get tattoos and talk about about trucks at the local honky-tonk.

I. Am. Not. Kidding. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Chasing Dreams


I kept the form.

It was only for one mile, but everything was dialed in, stance, pace, power, mind, and soul. No pain throughout my body, only mental hurdles while running the night away…

I know several people who run in groups, run together, etc…I have never been that person. In high school it was because I was too slow (I got lapped at practice), in college it was because I wasn’t on a team, and now…it’s because other people are not dependable.

False promises, false ideals, or just an overall lack of commitment keeps me on the one way road. I run alone, train alone, and lift alone (safely). I’m learning that you cannot lean on others to motivate you, you have to motivate you. This concept and belief is your dream, not theirs, so why punish them? They aren’t deciding to trade off life for shoes, or burgers for smoothies (sort of), that’s my sacrifice, no one else’s.

I run a lonely path because it’s what I learned felt best. My soul and emotions run wild alone. With anyone else I’m concerned about them, their speed, what they’re thinking, how they’re judging me, and so on. Alone I’m only judging myself, and that’s enough because in my own eyes, I’ll never be good enough. I’ll never look the best, perform the best, or try the hardest. Make no mistake, mentally I am my worst enemy. I curse my efforts, and pound away on what pride is left.

I don’t run for fun, I run because it is a part of my identity. I hold onto the element as if it was part of my soul. I run because I dream, and dreams are worthless unless they transcend into reality.

When I lace up, when the music turns on, frankly I do not care about anyone else…

I’m out to chase dreams.

-D-

#getyourpraiseon


Honestly, I need to start writing a book just about online, social media contests and winning random things. I will admit that I’m a very, very passionate fan of Saucony shoes, they’re the brand that I wear religiously. They offer solid support for my Achilles, and they’re light enough that I don’t curse at mile two. I’ve been using them for a few months now, and I can’t think of another brand that I’d rather be paired with.

Ever-so-often on Instagram they run contests over the weekend, mainly to see where everyone is (or isn’t) running. This weekends project involved sticking your feet in the air to give perspective of your world. I took a scroll through some of the entries and suddenly I had a marvelous idea…

Many of these photos include mountains, cities, and a lot of water…I have none of those in my favor, but I do have a TON of corn. I’ll go get lost in the cornfield.

I left MC and Jim’s house for a bit yesterday, my first run since the hamstring problem, and wound up on the outskirts of their town. I vanished into the cornfield and snapped a shot for my Instagram account.

You can imagine my pleasant surprise this afternoon when I was selected one of four winners in their weekend contest (note, again I’m the only one with corn).

Top. Left. The only one involving corn…

What does mean? Well, the fun part is that I have a new pair of Saucony racing shoes heading to my living place. That’s nice because I can allow the ones I currently wear to be my ‘daily trainers’, and the secondary pair can be my ‘race day’ shoes.

Legit, right?

Just for entertainment you can enjoy this:

-D-

XXXI: Church Persona


I tend not to think of life in years as I do lifetimes. Currently, I’m on my third lifetime. I was watching some videos over at IAMSECOND, and one of the speakers brought up the point of not really understanding God’s grace until you release your church persona. It wasn’t until I heard that, that it really clicked with me.

In 2009 I was the model American Christian; I went to church, I knew scripture, I could maintain theological debates, I was in the right place. Two years following I gave up on the church image and walked away, hence the beginning of FilingThePapers.

Similar to the open road this has become my sanctuary, my reminder that God exists, that God is love, and that God cares about my repulsive, sinful soul. The rest of the world laughs at my mistakes, I personally tear myself down daily, but I can still wake up knowing God loves me for the flawed person I am. Continue reading

XXXI: Birthday Girl


Today has been a hodgepodge of oddities. From not being able to locate a stud in a wall for two hours at the office, to making three hardware store trips, to the enjoyment of Jim Gaffigan, I’ve done about all of it today. Currently I’m staying awake to join Darco here in a few minutes at Applebee’s. However, this is not an ordinary Applebee’s night.

Darco turned 21 today.

Which means, as the good husband, it’s my honor to ensure that she has a great night…

No…

A great week!

Check this out. I made a flyer this afternoon depicting the adventures for this upcoming week. I kid you not, there is something every single night going on in celebration of my wife turning 21 years old.

Non-stop action!

Non-stop action!

And it gets better! I just learned that One% Kansas City has asked us to invite eight of closest 21+ friends on Saturday night for the VIP table (granted, we’re going to need to find those friends)!

Why all the craziness?

Because frankly, my wife deserves it. She puts up with so much all of the time, and she deserves a week where it’s about her.

Let the good times roll!

-D-

Note: If you’d like to randomly creep and drop her a happy birthday note, you can on her Twitter account with the hashtag #clubdaugherty.

#getyourpraiseon


This is for the health nuts out there. Something that I’m experiencing first hand.

If you eat healthy, train, and aim to live a healthy life when you’re injured your body will make repairs quickly.

Today is the second day since the hamstring injury, but I can already flex my hamstring, walk, and have near full rotation of it.

That comes with a price though. My body knows it’s injured, no different compared to being sick. Because of this I’ve been at a level of exhaustion both days, and sleeping has been insane…

-D-