#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-

XXXI: Watching Space


You’re losing weight…you don’t stick out as much…

I love my wife, whether her comment above hurt or not, I still love her dearly. Perhaps it is because I’m a male that I have a fixation on the physical elements of life. Fitness, health, and the body. Nothing scientific, just the measuring point of where I stand in life. Honestly, I feel like my life has revolved around the physical glimpses of life as I’ve progressed through time. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Hamming It Up


Hamming It Up

It’s the only positive phrase I could think of for the moment.

Across the street from the track that I train at is a rather large, paved hillside. It’s a street that isn’t too frequently occupied with moving traffic. Because of this, and looking at the need to continue to increase in strength and health; I felt today was a great day to concur the hill with some self-satisfying sprint work.

My body did not agree.

I haven’t “sprinted” 100% since my sophomore year of college. During which time I suffered a nasty hamstring injury (from not warming up mind you), and lived in fear of ever approaching that mark again. That was until today, after my first successful series on the hill I came down to refocus. I took off the second time and felt good, so good that without thinking I just kicked in another gear and started sprint up the hill… Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Time Trials


It’s nothing serious, I promise.

I’ve had my smoothie for breakfast (it’s not artificial stuff…it’s peanut butter [raw], two bananas, some almond/coconut milk blend, hemp protein, and ice). Ate my salad for lunch, and it’s nearly 4:00 PM and I’m starving! I’m currently the watchman at the office since everyone else is gone, that’s no problem, minus the fact that I’m wasting away. Continue reading

XXXI: Body Issues


I’m going to mark my spot for being in the .01% of the United States population. I have a very strong dislike towards a recent trending topic (besides Hobby Lobby), and over the week I’ve been trying to figure out how I should address it, how I should write, and what I really dislike so much.

After eating two hard boiled eggs, a container of pineapples, and leftovers from dinner last night I think I know where to start.

I cannot stand the ESPN Magazine: Body Issue Continue reading

XXXI: Elite


Currently: Into the evening ritual that includes laying my feet upon pieces of ice for twenty minutes at a time. This can only mean on thing…
…story time.

While I’m stuck on the couch for the next hour-or-so, there was a story that came to mind that felt needing to be shared with you, the reader. A bit of a taste of what “XXXI” is about, its strange intent, ideas, and images. Sadly, it tends to revolve around one word that, over the years, I have grown to strongly despise: Elite. Continue reading

#getyourpraiseon


Here’s some hard truth for you (really for us)…

Since the demolition of the Kansas City Shock, and probably a little before that, Darco and I have been attempting to get finances back on track within our household. I want to let you know that if there is something that I struggle with greatly it is easily money management. When I don’t have any, that’s when I see everything that I could ever want to purchase. I know that I’m not the only one in this position, but I’m just showing you what goes on in my head. Continue reading

XXXI: Strength


I get to play a rough game during the standard work week…

Wake up.
Quick protein bar.
Gym.
Shower.
Work.
Lunch.
Work.
Dinner.
Gym.
Bed.

I’m still trying to get used to the concept, but trust me when I say that it isn’t easy. Sacrifices are made, plans get rearranged, and planning ahead was never so important.

All for the sake of running. Continue reading

Mobile Minutes: Arkansas Part IV


Race day…

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Beautiful morning for a 4 mile run...

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Finished! Good news, both were completed under an hour.

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Turns out there was a beautiful woman running the race as well.

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Love the Saucony shoes and KT Tape treatment.

…we survived.

Beautiful morning around a local pond in Fayetteville, Arkansas. Darco and I spent the morning along a gorgeous trail. Loving the weather, embracing grace, and feeling blessed.

Now…where’s the food.

-D-

Mobile Minutes: Old School


The internet is out at our place currently, so I’m doing this like the old school days, inputting by phone.

Allow me to start by showing you the lunch special at a friend of mines joint:

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Chicken & Waffles

That my dear friends is how you do chicken & waffles.

I’m to the point in the evening that I’m icing my feet, and also dozing in and out of sleep. I can relate this only to being sick and falling asleep on the toilet. The Monday-Friday schedule isn’t easy. It’s not the morning workout that got me, it was the evening workout at which point I had wished I was asleep for the night.

I’m tired, but I tell myself it’s worth it. Tomorrow I only have one session in the morning, 1.5 days of rest following, and a four mile race Friday morning. I expect Saturday to be restful, and Sunday to be light. Killing it again on Monday.

Spiritually…it’s a fight. Several times today I found myself staring off into space thinking, “This really is impossible…”. I’m sure that’ll forever be the battle. I’m not sure why but the term impossible is addictive, it’s this sensational desire to just prove the sheer idea wrong. I work to find communion with God, and at the same time I’m frequently having to put a new demon to rest. I suppose spirituality life is just as taxing as the physical life.

I’m still learning.

Good news is tomorrow is the last day in the office, and I’m out for three days in Arkansas.

The dark one has already beaten me to falling asleep…

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I ice, he sleeps...

-D-