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“Organized” Muscle

My daughter won a free massage for winning first place in our recent 5k. She gave it to me, which, of course, I’ll use!

I’ve been looking for a new massage person for a while now, after having left Massage Envy, which is just too far to drive now.

I calledColorado in Motionand made an appointment. I didn’t really know about the place, which turned out to be an occupational and physical therapy center.

So, I got my first medical massage. And I learned a lot.

Apparently, my muscle is very “organized,” meaning you can see the actual individual muscles. My arms are defined, and I’m very flexible, which I thought I was not.  I had a great massage and plan on going back for my next one!

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From The Outside Looking In

During the holiday season, you attend a lot of parties, sometimes begrudgingly. You traipse along, the lure of food and drink the only reason that one foot is following another. You attend your company’s party because you feel like you have to. You go to your gym’s party because, well, you’re actually unsure why.

Once at your gym’s holiday party, you resign yourself to being amenable — friendly even. You start listening to people tell about their past year, and suddenly your eyes are opened. You listen to the tragedy of a career and a heart broken when someone’s work dog is taken away from them, for truly no reason behind it. You listen as you hear a story of how someone almost lost an arm, but in the end, the body miraculously heals, and the future looks bright. You find out someone got engaged, after a bitter divorce. You find out recent moves have led to new opportunities. You discover a deep yearning inside someone to explore this world. You discover unrequited feelings that will have to be suppressed.

You see so much pain in people’s lives that has been overcome, absorbed into the human condition that makes us all broken. For most of the year, you go about life, thinking people suck because humans are selfish, mean, rude, and annoying. For most of the year, you wish you could bury yourself in your home, insulate yourself from the evils in this world because if you truly thought about the world’s pain, suffering, and heartaches, you’d go insane.

You begin to examine your own life, your own struggles, your own feelings that have been guiding you. And suddenly, they don’t seem so bad. You realize everyone is struggling with something. You know the path you’ve been given is yours alone to walk. And you discover that path is peppered with people who zig-zag in and out of your life, some staying for longer than others — a lifetime if you’re lucky — who take your hand and walk with you, supporting you, leading you at times, and imbibing you with the strength you need to keep going.

No one promised this world would be easy. No one said you wouldn’t struggle. No one said you wouldn’t look pure evil in the eye one day (or for some, it’s many, many days) and have to overcome it. No one promised your heart wouldn’t be broken, a loved one wouldn’t die, or even that your dreams would come true. In fact, you weren’t promised anything or anyone in this world. The only thing you are promised is the next moment in time that you are living, breathing, and being. It’s that one moment that you have control over — how you spend your one moments equals to how you spend your life.

Yet outside of those moments, the one gift you have been given in this world is others. Thus, you truly only have moments, and if you are lucky, you have others. So the question for you becomes: How are you spending them?

Beauty is in hindsight; finding the reason behind everything only happens sometimes and always with time and with perspective, and if you’re lucky, you’ll learn from the reasons and the hindsight. But the true luck — the true blessings — are the people you can call friends who walk with you — even if only for one hour during an innocuous gym workout.

And that’s what you learned at your gym’s holiday party. And that’s the reason you went. Life truly can be beautiful; you just have to believe it is so…

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As I Sit Here…

As I sit here in my nice warm house, watching the snow fall silently all around, blanketing the ground and every living creature in a speckled white, I realize how lucky I am.

I’m in a building with four walls that is heated with central heat. I don’t have to leave my home to get firewood. I turn on the faucet to get dinner going, and water magically comes out — unfrozen and warm even. I heat up my coffee, which I bought from the grocery store, and it warms my soul.

I look out at the beauty that surrounds me and realize this is all possible because of those who came before me and those who continue to do their jobs, day in and day out, to make this life possible. From the Armed Forces who allow me the freedom to live each day how I want to the plumbers, the roofers, and the home builders who make this abode possible, I am eternally grateful.

And to the restaurants, the insurance companies, the lawyers, the doctors, the fitness industry, the oil and gas workers, and even to the company you just got assigned that you have no idea what they do. To the police, fire, EMT’s and hospital workers who protect us all. To the teachers, the kids, family, the cats, the dogs, and the horses who make getting up each and every day worth it.

And finally, to my team (and by team, I mean all of Madwire) who helps each of these people above and countless more grow their business so we all can stay in our homes, work at our computers, admire (and even play in!) the snow, cook a hot meal, stay warm, and celebrate the beauty all around.

There’s a lot to be grateful for this Thanksgiving.

And I am grateful for you!

Dealing with Injuries…Again

Here I go…again.

I’m injured. Unsure how. My doctor thinks I banged my thumb. Either way, I have strained a ligament in my thumb. It just looks weird; it doesn’t hurt. Still, it sucks. I’m avoiding lifting heavy. I just want to be injury free.

God…

How the Extreme Cold is Good for the Heart, Soul, and Mind

It’s winter, but winter on the Front Range in Colorado never truly feels like winter. You see, we’re spoiled here. It snows, but usually melts the next day. Ice doesn’t stay around long (ice storms are virtually unheard of here). The winter temperatures hover in the 40s usually.

This week it’s been cold — bitter cold. Negative degree temperatures at night. Single degree temperatures in the day.

So cold that picking up my CrossFit barbell in my insulated garage (useless in this cold of weather) gives me shudders. I don’t want to go anywhere. I don’t want to do anything. I just want to stay home with a cup of coffee (still waiting for Starbucks to figure out delivery), a cat on my lap, and a book in my hand.

WHAT I’VE LEARNED FROM THE EXTREME COLD

  • The extreme cold prevents me from going over and above my normal exercise routine. I can’t go for an afternoon jog. Going to a HIIT workout class at night is out of the question. Spending prolonged periods in my garage is out of the question.
  • My life revolves around outdoor activities. Sitting around on a Friday night, asking the kids what they want to do this weekend, has led me to this conclusion. Everything I came up with (bike rides, hikes, swimming, visiting cool places) involved sunny weather. I like being outdoors, enjoying nature, and exploring. The extreme cold prevents all of this.Image result for icicles

BENEFITS OF THE EXTREME COLD

  • I spend less money. Not leaving my home (despite the ubiquitous internet) means I spend less money.
  • I get valuable rest time I need. I am always at risk of overtraining since I find it hard to limit myself when it comes to exercising and CrossFit. Having a cold garage and icy roads keeps me from exercising. And I also get to sleep in, which I desperately need since I never get enough sleep.
  • I spend more time with my kids, hanging out doing nothing. This cannot be overemphasized, especially if you have teenagers. Getting them to talk about their days, their feelings, and their social interactions can be tough, but when you’re stuck at home on an ice, cold day, playing UNO or coloring, the conversations flows.
  • I have time to reflect. Most of our lives are pretty busy. Running kids around, work, play, exercise, and social functions in addition to household jobs such as cleaning, cooking, and sleeping, take up most of our days. When I’m not on-the-go, I can reflect more on where I’m heading in this world and where I want to go — and pivot if I need to.
  • I read more. This is probably a no-brainer but worth mentioning. When you’re stuck at home, more books that have been lying around the house get read.

As much as the extreme cold temperatures suck, take advantage of the downtime. Do those projects you’ve been meaning to do around the house. Spend time with your kids. Watch a movie together on Netflix or Amazon Prime. And rest up. Cause soon enough it will be go time once again!