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I went to deliver an “I’m a brick” shirt to a local brick! As we were talking she mentioned a ride in a couple of days. A local bike race was canceled and a group of riders decided to do most of the race anyway. 102 miles, instead of 140. She asked if I wanted
I watched the bottom of the lake fade into green nothingness as the cold wrapped itself around and through my torso. It took my breath away and made it hard to keep breathing. It was kinda like that feeling as a kid when I would get the breath knocked out of me.
All-or-nothing is a simplification of our reality. In order to see clearly we need to be able to see a view broader than our current problems.
Not every week you crush it. Sometimes it feels like it crushes you. That was my last week. I had plans that never happened and I felt so inadequate. I keep triing anyway.
We can fix these perceptions. The reality is that most of us have dealt with a mental health issue in our lives, and all of us have been impacted by it. We need to open up about what we are feeling.
This last week I was able to restart being disciplined about my training. Without a tangable event and with the quarantine it has been difficult to get into a routine and setup goals for my training. This last week I started again. With the “I’m a Brick” event on my mind I wanted to see
Brick • noun To be solid, sturdy, reliable. To accomplish amazing things. A biathlon event or workout consisting of a bike then a running course. Someone that has helped you or supported you in a difficult situation or made it possible for you to achieve something great. “I’m a Brick” Registration Please register to participate
An oven baked granola with minimally processed ingredients and light seasonings. 7 c. Raw Oats 2 c. Chopped Walnuts 2 c. Slivered Almonds 2 c. Sunflower Seeds 2 c. Unsweetened Coconut Flakes Seasonings: 2 tsp Sea Salt 1 tsp Cinnamon 1/4 tsp Nutmeg 1/8 tsp Ginger Mix the dry ingredients together 3/4 c. Melted Coconut
I was talking with a close friend of mine. He was much older than me and had been through a lot in his life. He let me know that he had depression and he had helped a few other through their depression episodes. He described one of the symptoms as a tape recorder that plays