Willy-nilly

Into this Universe, and Why not knowing  Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing;  And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,  I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing. Stanza XXXII of “Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam” by Edward Fitzgerald (1809–1883)

What's Next?

Enjoyed digging deep today 'cause that's where the gold is. Gold is deep.
Train for greater things. Bigger things.

Pain only hurts for a little while but then you get your head together, feeling mightier than before and you think, "what comes next?" Reflecting on the fact that I just turned a year older (50) and knocking this kind of stuff out just thrills me.

Heard a great thought recently that fits in nicely right here: "be an active participant in your own life." I'm tired of sitting by watching life pass me by. Sitting still hurts more than moving. That's why I train, to get stronger and "go places." And becoming an active participant in life has done just that. We'll all be active participants in our death, but why not live a lottle?

I admit: today's WOD got me like, "woah" but when I think that I'm not staying still, that I'm getting stronger--I get excited. Here's what we did today:

3 sets, 10 reps of Bench Press (115#, 125#, 135#) 
then

For time
50 wallballs (20#) buy in
Then
3 rounds of
20 knees to elbows
30 HR push ups
40 walking lunges steps
Then
50 wallballs (20#) cash out

I could eat a cow right now. 

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