Grief

Sometimes the news comes quick. Sometimes the news comes slow. No matter how or when it comes, grief travels in the wake of the news. Grief is heavy, weighty, a burden, especially when it involves someone deeply loved. Grief is not meant to be carried alone. It’s too heavy and may last a while—and that’s ok. That’s what family and friends are for, to share the load. Jesus stood outside the tomb of his friend and wept but He did not weep alone. It was a deep, human moment. “ Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted ” (Matt 5:4). If anyone knows how we feel in grief, it’s Him. But His grief did not linger long, as at the mention of his name, Lazarus came forth. We are not meant to dwell in grief, but should leave room enough for it. Let it run its course. Like the song says, “ Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain .” Another song says, “ The storm We will dance as it breaks The storm It will give as it takes And all of our pain is washed away Don't cry or be afraid Some things...

21 Day Fitness Challenge

This March will include a 21 day SEALFit fitness challenge of 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups and 100 squats in each day of the challenge.

Reasons to do this:

  1. Since the 100 mile running challenge last November, overall body strength and mobility is not fully recovered;
  2. My left arm maintains various levels of tendinitis. Lifting has not been my friend since December; 
  3. The challenge serves as a reminder that things could be worse. Some things hurt more than others and will never go away, so I train to live with pain. As the SEALs say, "Suffer in Silence." So my training extends through the emotional, mental, and spiritual. What I think does not matter--just complete the mission;
  4. Commitment to completing one hard task per day, no equipment required. I've gotten soft. Especially around the middle. 
  5. It's always good to be part of something bigger than yourself. There's this beautiful point of tension after starting out ("I can do that! Easy Day!") when you hit a wall ("What the frak was I thinking?") and have no choice but to keep going. 
“ . . . the boxer who has “seen his own blood, who has felt his teeth rattle beneath his opponent’s fist...who has been downed in body but not in spirit…”—they know what they can take. Only they have a true and accurate sense of rhythms of a fight and what winning is going to require them to do. That sense comes from getting knocked around. That sense is only possible because of the hard times—the hard knocks—they’ve experienced before.” (Ryan Holiday)

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Find something to do this month. Get up, get out, get moving. 

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