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Tuesday, January 31, 2006

2-4-6....8!


Maybe you havn't heard, but WMATA began sending 8-car trains during rush hour on the Orange Line this week to alleviate congestion. Well, today I had my first chance to ride one of these bad boys! I would have much rather rode on the two 6-car trains that came before...but those were too overcrowded to even waste my time with. The 8 was only slightly less crowded(and I was in the very first car ALLL the way down at the end), but atleast not so crowded where you have newspapers shoved in your face, people yawning right in your face, and briefcases knocking into your groin. I just LOVE when that happens... Anyways, the whole point is that Metro is finally trying to reduce the overcrowding, and efficiency problem. Good job, WMATA wooohooo but you've still got a ways to go.


Good Song: Ben Harper(feat. Toots and the Maytals) - Love Gonna Walk Out on Me

Sunday, January 29, 2006

IDIOTAROD 2006

(...And they're OFF!!)

The Idiotarod. The urban version of the famous dogsled race held anually in Alaska. Except that in this IDIOTarod the sleds are replaced by shopping carts, dogs replaced by people dressed in wild costumes, and snow replaced by the streets of NYC. Teams of five negotiate their carts for 5 miles from Brooklyn to Manhattan with checkpoints in between and plenty of "sabotage" throughout. No set course, no aid stations, just get to the checkpoints and finish using the roads. I don't even know if I can write something here that can really do this incredible event justice, but I'll try...

(On the way to Checkpoint 1)

Its not easy trying to "borrow" a shopping cart, or even find one for that matter on a Saturday in Brooklyn. Alot of security guards watching the doors of stores for any hint of a cart walking out of the premises, and we didn't know where the hell anything was...we're from D.C!! Luckily, after an hour of searching we were able to bribe an organic foods place to let us rent one at 7 bucks an hour. I know, a little pricey...but we were desperate. No cart = no race. Next time, we'll be sure to grab one locally and take it up there. It would be SO much easier, and we'd have more time to decorate and fashion it to our liking.

(Cops showed up in force, but luckily didn't shut it down!)

Once we had the cart in our possession we motored over to the start where one by one other teams were rolling in. So many great costumes, and themes. Some of the more memorable ones included "The Five Horsemen of the Apocolypse", "The Mayo Clinic" who proceeded to throw mayonnaise on everyone as sabotage throughout the race, a team with a HUGE leg, smurfs, lots of hospital themed teams, and many many more crazy costumes. We chose to go with Amish. Beards, staw hats, suspenders, running shoes...it was a thing of beauty.

(Sabotage going down in the streets of Brooklyn, love it!)

Bananas, banana peels, cooking oil, mayonnaise, eggs, water balloons, flour, chocolate pudding. At some point during the race I was hit with each of those items...sometimes multiple times. What a mess, but its all part of the fun.

(Headed to the Manhattan pedestrian path.)

So, as I said before the race started in Brooklyn in a random park at the top of these long stairs. The start was mayhem as everyone tried to carry their steeds down as fast as possible...many carts were tipped over and precious "supplies" (i.e. Alcohol) were lost. We continued to an area known as DUMBO which stands for something like Down Under Manhattan Bridge Overpass...this is where the first serious sabotage event took place. Apparently someone had set up a fake checkpoint right before the final turn and was taking teams time cards...thinking this was it teams started hanging out here rather than continuing on to the ACTUAL checkpoint. ALOT of confusion ensued, and scorecards were lost. It was pretty funny when we realized we had been had...you honestly couldn't believe a thing anyone said. CHAOS!! After making it to the first stop, we then continued up the road to get on the Manhattan Bridge pedestrian path. Hah, what a scene it was running on this bridge across the water with all the other teams, not something you experience every day...

(To the bridge!!!) (And across it...)

Once over into Manhattan, we had a nice jaunt through the center of Chinatown. All the looks we got from passerbys and tourists were classic. More than worth the price of admission ($5/person). Everyone just had a look of amazement, confussion, and bewilderment. They didn't know what the f' was goin on! Finally we made it to checkpoint 2, where we were plastered with more mayo by the Mayo Clinic team, and waited for the next set of directions. Quickly we regrouped and were outta there once we got the OK from the officials to proceed on to the finish. We didn't know where in the hell we were going so luckily we saw a team ahead and tracked them over and across the FDR parkway and into what I think was the Battery Park along the water. A little bit further and we crossed the finish at some random performance stage in a solid 8th place(but it wasn't really about what place we finished anyways). The party began shortly there-after...


(Rockin' out at the finish)

So there you have it, the 3rd annual 2006 Idiotarod. Random, chaotic, adventurous(??). What a blast, though...perhaps another showing next year?! We'll see...

I'm getting my own pictures developed and will be sure to post them up as soon as I get them on disk.

Big shout out to Caroline for housing myself and teammates for a couple nights on such short notice, too. Life saver!


Good Song: We Are Scientists - This Scene is Dead

Friday, January 27, 2006

Its coming....MUSH!

The chronic-what-cles of Narnia!

Lazy Sunday, wake up in the late afternoon,
Call Parnell just to see how he's doin.
Hello? What up Parn? Yo, Samburg what's crackin?
You thinkin what I'm thinkin? NARNIA, man it's happ'nin.
But first my hunger pangs I'll stick it like duct tape.
Lets hit up Magnolia and mac on some cupcakes.
No doubt that bakery's got all the bomb frostings.
I love those cupcakes like McAdams loves Gosling.

Two no six no twelve — baker's dozen!
I told you that I'm crazy for these cupcakes cousin.
Yo where's the movie playing? Upper West Side dude.
Well let's hit up Yahoo Maps to find the dopest route.
I prefer Mapquest. That's a good one too!
Google maps is the best. True dat, double true!

68th and broadway, step on it sucka!
What ya wanna do Chris? Snack attack, mutha-f**ka!

The chronic-what-cles of Narnia!
Yes, the chronic-what-cles of Narnia!
We love the chronic-what-cles of Narnia!
Pass the chronic-what-cles of Narnia!

Yo stop at the deli, the theater's over-priced.
You got the backpack, gonna pack it up nice.
Don't want security to get suspicious.
Mr. Pibb and Red Vines equals crazy delicious!
I reach in my pocket, pull out some dough.
Girl acted like she never seen a 10 befo'
It's all about the Hamilton's baby!
Throw the snacks in a bag, and I'm ghost like Swayze.

Roll up to the theater, ticket-buyin what we're handling,
You can call us Aaron Burr, from the way we're droppin Hamiltons.
Now parked in our seats Movie trivias the illest.
What friends alum starred in films with Bruce Willis?
We answer so fast it was scary.
Everyone stared in awe when we screamed Matthew Perry!
Now quiet in the theatre or it's gonna get tragic.
We bout to get taken to a dream world of magic.

The chronic-what-cles of Narnia!
Yes, the chronic-what-cles of Narnia!
We love the chronic-what-cles of Narnia!
Pass the chronic-what-cles of Narnia!

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Shopping carts, running, sabotage, booze. What do these words have in common? We shall see...oh, and probably "arrest".


Good Song: Fischerspooner - All We Are

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

The Alarm Clock is Buzzing

What gets you up in the morning? Before even the newspaper deliveryman is awake...to do the things noone else wants to do. The things people think are crazy. The things that will get you to your goals, and dreams. The pre-dawn moon? The cool air? The empty streets? The sunrise?

Maybe this...


Good Song: Panic! At the Disco - But It's Better if You Do

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Learn how to roll

There is a guy named Gordo Byrn who is a successfull coach, professional Ironman triathlete, and business person that I have been following for a little while. A source of inspiration, if you will. He has both an interesting, and motivating story related to his journey from being an overweight guy working in Hong Kong to making top 3 finishes in triathlons, and what it takes to make that step. He does alot of writing discussing philosphies and just random ideas about the life of a motivated triathlete. Much of it is well done, and very thought provoking. I would write my own thoughts on this subject, but at the current moment I really do not have the time or mental capacity to put my thoughts onto paper. Instead, I think this article does well at summarizing what I would have wrote. As I find more chances to write, I'll be sure to share my personal thoughts. I hope you enjoy it as much I do...

The Conversation

Let’s talk about something that matters -- something with no value at all.

Life is good overall and I keep reminding myself about the surf board metaphor you suggested. To keep riding the wave.

In a bit of a lull right now following Ironman New Zealand.

I checked your results, you did really well! Go Gordo!

Sometimes it's a bit strange not to be able to tell somebody how I am thinking -- as you can imagine -- it's a little weird living up here in my head.

So what would you like to tell somebody ? I actually don't think you're weird, you're GORDO. I think Stu would agree.

I found a wonderful book last week. Its called The Missing Piece meets the Big O. Fabulous children's book with a story for adults. I'll show it to you sometime.

The Missing Piece is shaped like a wedge (but for you, lets just say, it’s shaped like a piece of cake). It goes looking for its missing piece and encounters many other pieces on their journey. Finally it meets a piece that fits it just right (open mouth PAC MAN shaped piece), they're happy then something happens. The Missing Piece (cake shaped one) starts to grow and it doesn't fit any more. They both get disappointed and separate.

After some time of lulling in the grass, our cake shaped Missing Piece meets a shape its never seen before..the BIG O. It asks the Big O whether it is its missing piece. The Big O says it’s not missing anything at all. But The Missing Piece is welcome to roll along with him.

The Missing Piece says that it’s not possible to roll with its corners and edges, "it’s just not built to roll". The Big O tells the missing piece that it should learn how to 'roll'.

The Big O says edges and corners wear of, you just have to try. Then it rolls away.

The Missing Piece sits, and sits and then one day it decides to give this rolling business a try. It pushes its self really hard; it gets on to one edge then "flops" on to one side. It tries again, big push and then "flops" on another side. This continues for a while, flop, flop, flop.

Soon, the corners become rounder and it bounces and bumps. Then its bounce bounce bounce. Then it’s a bumpy roll. Then, YEAH, its round !!!!!! Its rolling !!!!

A few pages later, we see the Missing Piece rolling along with The Big O.

The secret to life, as taken from this sweet story, is to learn how to roll. ;^)

But you know this already. I enjoyed sharing it with you.

I enjoyed your story -- made me smile. Very useful to be reminded about the benefits of rolling.

So what's on my mind? What can't I say to those around me...

Well, I miss drinking sometimes. I miss the certain crazy freedom that results from it. At one level, I know that booze is a false god but it's kind of an enjoyable diversion. I get a similar feeling of freedom when I am racing on my bike. Similar but different. I suppose it has to do with all externals being numbed or pushed out of my reality.

I pushed myself quite hard for my last race -- sometimes I think that all this is my mind bouncing back from a period of high intensity. The yang searching for some yin. Maybe that's it -- I need more yin these days!

I also miss red wine kisses -- don't get many of those these days and they were a most enjoyable part of my past life. You can't really talk about red wine kisses with people -- they'd think I was talking about kissing them as opposed to the generally enjoyable nature of a red wine kiss. Not many people truly appreciate the delicious nature of a red wine kiss. It's something I miss. That red wine kiss.

What else is on my mind? Well, at times, I wonder why it's so tough for me to compromise and why I have no interest in following a path that is anywhere near "normal". They I get back on my mission... and the world slots back into place. Then I realize that I'm doing what I want and who really cares about being normal.

I get lots of positive feedback from folks but I wonder it they miss the overall point -- the statement that I try to make/live. You see many are inspired by success -- success in an outward definition (earning more, having more, being faster, being stronger, leaner...). That's not the point -- I think the real point is about being inspired by someone's truth -- the fact that they have made a decision to follow their heart. When people elevate others based on success, I wonder how they see themselves. Do they judge their worth vis-à-vis their relative position in life? Possibly I simply have an issue with people being inspired by one whose faults are so apparent to me...

It doesn’t take any courage to do what you love every day.

At times, I wish for somebody that I could simply talk to without their trying to figure out my motivation. It's a touch difficult at times because I think I have a concern about folks becoming dependant on me -- perhaps the real issue is the other way around. Perhaps I simply need to write more -- my writing has slowed. That could be it. The page doesn't care about my motivation. I haven't published anything meaningful in a long time. I have written a HUGE amount -- my book comes out soon -- Amazon cross referenced under "Bryn" must be because nobody can spell my name! That made me smile, when I realized why it happened.

So I write a lot of technical stuff but nothing that engages the spirit. I went out and bought books by Rumi, Krishnamurti and Yogananda -- needed to get some light in my head.

So there isn't really any resolution -- I know the right path for me -- as at right now... Just spiritual noise flowing through and around me at times.

I don't suppose there is anything to fix, nothing really to decide either. I've my game plan and I'll give it a whirl for the summer.

I reread the entire message
...and then I realized what was missing.
It was the experience of being loved
...and you made that return.
Some will be jealous of that gift
...as they covet the right to make me glow.
But it’s not possible to possess the Buddha
...and control the flow of love.

The mind is an interesting thing. Recently, my mind has been rather nostalgic. Calling out to past loves. As I lie in bed observing my thoughts and wondering about their source, I’ve come to realize a few things.

I don’t think I actually miss any one person, per se. What I think I am missing is the way that person made me feel – or possibly – the way that person saw me. I have a friend from university days and I’ve always told her that spending time with her is great because she sees me the way that I want to be seen. Her image of me matching my perceived image of myself. Time with her is always harmonious. Images, thoughts, the mind – they can be somewhat disruptive at times. Certain people, certain situations drawing us in, drawing our minds in, it can be very tough to break-out of the patterns.

Anyhow, I was lying in bed watching my mind tell me how perfect things were with her and how much I missed her. At the same time there was another thought line running.

OK, even if things were perfect (which we know they weren’t) – what are you really missing here? Because the person that you think you remember certainly doesn’t exist more than ten years later. In fact, that person likely didn’t exist even back then. What’s really being missed is the feelings (the joy) that you experienced when that person was around. But, hey, can you even trust your memory that you did experience that joy. After all, it was quite a long time ago.

Mulling that thought made me smile and I was thinking about the major patterns of my life repeating over time. On reflection, I realized that I am just the same in terms of happiness. The missing element being a simple catalyst to release the sides of my personality that I tend to hold back most of the time. A person to help me move past my personal reluctance – the issue residing within me.

Krishnamurti asks, “Do your beliefs bring you happiness?” ...and I would do well to remember that point.

You see, I start to feel “something” when I listen to people talking about their fate lying in the hands of others. I think our faith ultimately lies inside our heads – for the world will tend to conform exactly to how we perceive it.

Something great is happening – give praise to the master plan that is bringing me such happiness.

Something tough is happening – accept that this is the master plan and work through the situation.

I talk about resistance being the source of much unhappiness and this belief in outside forces controlling our lives is a clear form on non-resistance. So why does it generate these feelings inside of me?

Resistance is futile
Question reality

I received an email from someone who was having issues with love. Similar to what I had been mulling above. Here’s what I wrote:

Let's assume that the important thing is to experience love – rather than -- to experience loving something/someone. What our mind/soul wants is to experience love. Other people, other things merely act as catalysts to help us experience love. It's the experience that we crave, not the person. In fact, our view of a person, is simply that... a view. The person takes on all the characteristics that we see fit to give them. That's why we tend to think people are awesome when we first meet them -- they are taking on all the ideal characteristics that we see fit to give them. After time, we might start to see them differently and all of a sudden "they change". In reality, they haven't changed at all -- we have merely changed the characteristics that we decide to give them.

Quite often we assume that we have lost something when we fall out of a relationship with a person. We may have lost something but it could be different from what we think. We've merely lost our catalyst. There are many other catalysts available to us: nature, movement, friends... where ever we choose to place it, there can be love to be shared and experienced. Now, this doesn't make the pain and loss that we might feel any less stressful. However, in providing a framework to what's happening, it might help us avoid obsessing on a person or an issue. Because what we are really lacking is a catalyst. The magical person never really existed (except in our mind). Even if they did exist, due to the dynamic nature of ourselves, that person is gone having been changed by the experiences in their own life.

Related to all of the above is possession within relationships. If I merely want to experience love then it doesn't really matter if a person comes or goes (although there are clear social benefits from sticking with the same person -- but it's not essential from a pure happiness viewpoint). There is no ownership because I can't experience that love if I am trying to hang on to them. However, in a mind that's been conditioned that the only way it can be happy is if it "owns" love - it can be very scary to be in a relationship with a person that gives you the freedom to do what you want. A thought spins off that... "if we don't possess each other then you might just leave" -- yes, but if my need is to experience love and you are a catalyst then why would I leave? Anyhow, that is my own explanation to myself on how I can be happy with limited interaction with folks (at times). There's some more but that's enough for now -- time to get dressed for my ride.

A great Krishnamurti quote, "I can only be deceived when I want something." That relates quite well to relationships.

Anyhow, that's what I do while driving 000s of Ks across the world. I mull things over while drinking coffee and listening to tunes.

Lots of Qs on love these days. Perhaps I should have published earlier? I think we are always called to love and love is always calling us.

But before I get into the next one. I had a little smile from two points raised by a buddy:

When we meet a person, we only see what we expect them to be. Reality is conforms to our expectations. When we are in a relationship, our partner is initially seen only as we want them to be. That’s why they are largely perfect. It’s simply our perspective. Of course, our partner loves that fact that we see them as largely perfect.

Over time, we see that the perfect-person isn’t perfect at all. Matter-of-fact they are a lot like everyone else that we’ve ever gone out with! But it’s not that person’s fault, they’ve been the same all along. We’ve merely changed our perspective. You both get through that disillusionment phase and move on – or you break up, meet someone else and start it all over again.

I make myself smile by telling myself that I could get along with anyone... it’s just that I can’t compromise! I am able to see the irony that this “one small point” could mean that I don’t get along with anyone.

OK the second point... I was talking with the same buddy on the telephone and she was saying how much she enjoyed my writing and had a lot of respect for my thoughts. I laughed and laughed. She didn’t understand what I found so funny.

All because I’m able to think straight a couple nights a year – please don’t assume that I am enlightened. She really should have known better – she’s my ex-wife!

People in concept
People in reality
The only difference is our perception

OK, another little story before we get into the next piece of mail. I was driving through Montana a couple of weeks ago. When I am on the road and come across Christian radio, I tend to listen in. There are a lot of good lessons in the Bible and some of the preachers are quite entertaining. A guy can’t listen to Public Enemy and Crystal Method all the time!

The pastor was talking about the most liberating concept that he’d come across in his 40+ years of working with people... ‘Total Forgiveness’ – I think he had written a book by this title. Key things that I remembered from it:

  • Completely forgive the person AND yourself.
  • Don’t tell the person that you’ve forgiven them – most the time they don’t know that they have done anything. In telling them about our forgiveness, we are merely trying to get a little revenge for the hurt we experienced.
  • Continually forgive the person (and yourself) there will be tests and reminders to try to get you to stop forgiving
  • Break the cycle of suffering – make a commitment that the suffering stops with your forgiveness. Don’t give the pain life by passing the story on to others. (I added a Buddhist teaching here).

There were a few more points (all excellent) but these were the ones that stood out. At eighty miles per hour, tough to take notes! If we look at our actions in many relationships, we will see that they are driven from either a lack of forgiveness or the seeking of revenge at a mild to moderate to material level. In viewing our actions through this seeing glass, we learn a lot about ourselves.

In continually forgiving someone, we free our mind to think clearly. When we are thinking clearly the right path becomes apparent.

Besides, it takes too much energy to hold a grudge against people.

More from the mail bag...

I’m wondering what it is like for you having been once married to be single? Have you been able to create a solid base of friends that love and care about you that can replace what a marriage creates? (this is a big assumption in terms of marriage and what it creates). Do you ever feel a bit lost?

Are you scared that no one will love you? That you will be alone? If yes, then you are perfectly normal! Do your best to be positive and share love with others – you’ll never be alone – they’ll get hooked on you.

The right path for me, isn’t the right path for everyone. But here are some observations.

Married vs single – for me the actual differential is single vs in a relationship. Marriage is a distinction created by man. It’s a social contract with clear penalties for ending it. It’s supposed to protect the woman, give her security. Have a look at the stats and you’ll see that reality is a bit different! The strong in any relationship continue to be strong outside of the relationship.

Given the amount of books I read, I have a surprising resistance to any person “telling me” what to do. I think that I would have benefited from some pre-marriage consulting, understanding what both parties are seeking out of marriage. Having been married, observing and listening to people talk about marriage – many (not all) folks simply want to “be married”. They are conforming to the perceived norms of society. In terms of what marriage actually brings, I don’t think you need to be married for that.

A bit of a diversion from your question!

What’s it like to be me? Most the time absolutely fantastic, some of the time a bit flat. I think that modern society does many people a disservice by constantly telling them that they are supposed to be “happy” all the time. Life’s not really like that. Sure, our mood depends on how “we” see reality and there will be extended periods of happiness when we have our heads on straight. But it’s also normal to be a bit flat. No need to freak out when that happens.

Happiness depends more on our state of mind than on our co-habitation status. See my thoughts above about the needs of love. Different ways to fill those needs.

I think everyone feels a little lost at times. Perfectly normal. I think that’s why so many people are comfortable being followers. They relieve themselves of the burden of self-determination. They live their lives for others, for duty, for their faith, for their company, for their parents… for everyone other than themselves. Some might call them noble, personally, I think it’s a bit silly. BUT – if their beliefs bring them satisfaction and happiness then it works for them. No matter how we live our lives, when we realize that our life is our choice – I’ve found that to be very liberating for myself.

Related to this point is something that came up on my board the other day. People relieving themselves of the chance to be great due to “poor genetics”. The ultimate cop-out. Failure is hardwired into my DNA, it’s hopeless. Yeah, right! Think like that and you’ll never get anything achieved. The life we have is a direct result of thousands of decisions that we have made. Want to change your life, then change the decisions that you make “right now”. The only thing that you control is how you choose to respond “right now”.

Don’t we just go out and create the same troubled relationships next time around because we didn’t learn the lessons we needed to learn the first time?

I used to think that. However, these days, I am not so sure. Maybe there are no lessons to be learned. Maybe we simply need to decide to do our best to forgive and love the world that passes in front of us. What lesson was there for me to learn? If I am having issues within traditional relationships then perhaps the lesson is that these relationships are not appropriate for me? I’m not sure. Maybe the lesson is simply to relax and stop starting the cycle every time. The gifts of love are available everywhere.

Love
Freedom
Mental stimulation
Physical expression

You can get the four points above, within or without a marriage.

Most people are terrified of being alone. Terrified of change. Combine these two and you have a large reason why folks will tolerate an unreasonable amount of abuse from their partners. When you realize that you have a choice, when you know what you want – it’s very tough for someone to impair your happiness. Their insanity becomes clear when you view them with compassion.

If it is our own behavior that creates the problem, why not just stay with the person you are with and correct it?

Good point. I think that you are on to something there. The issues that we face inside ourselves and inside our relationships are universal. My friends that have worked through these issues gain tremendous strength from their relationships.

Of course, there really isn’t anything to correct – Western society is always telling us that there is something “wrong” with us – sells more self-help books! There is nothing wrong with us. That’s just the way we are – for now.

Maybe all the situation needs is forgiveness, acceptance and love. You can melt any reasonable person with the strategy. It’s what the soul craves. Of course, knowing this point, I find myself reluctant to employ the strategy. To melt someone to my side would entail a certain level of responsibility, perhaps. It might also mean that I was forced to continually forgive, love and accept. I’m probably not ready for that and THAT’S the likely reason why I am happy and single.

Your statement makes the assumption that you need to be with someone. You are placing a condition on your happiness that you must be with another. I believe strongly that we need friends, however, in looking around, there are many examples of people living rich, satisfying lives without marital partners.

My partner is very smart, attractive, loving, fun person that also is self centered, selfish, needy and an alcoholic that won’t truly come to terms with that fact. (I have very mixed feelings about the term alcoholic as I think it means many things to many people.)

Change “alcoholic” to “addict” and you are describing every person that I respect in my life (except most of them have come to terms with the way they are). The attributes required to excel are the same as those which can result in driving us mad! An addictive personality is a blessing when channeled towards positive addictions.

Observation – I’ve seen in the past relationships where one partner is hooked on trying to “fix” the “damaged” partner. “To be sick of sickness is the only cure.” People that are sick, don’t need to be told that they are sick. They need to be given the tools and environment to become well. For social ills, love and acceptance go a long way. If we can’t provide that, or, if the person isn’t ready then we should consider removing ourselves. I’ve been in situations, where the best thing I ever did for myself (and the other person) was resign. I realized that I was an impediment to the other person making progress – the “doctor” had to go!

I’ll only hang around with people that reinforce the direction I want to go, that embody the attributes that I aspire towards. It’s a speedy way to learn and get to where you want to go.

If I leave, won’t I get another bundle of “issues” with the next person I’m with?

Maybe you will, maybe you won’t. You are talking about the future. The future never arrives. Learn from the past and act in the present. What’s the right thing to do... “right now”. That’s where I focus.

Also, your “issues” will only be with you as long as you give them life. Our issues depend on us. An outside force might make us forget about our issues, but true happiness can never come from outside. It must come from within. Anything else is a diversion... crack for the soul!

I’m wondering what your experience has been with meeting, getting to know and being with other woman since your divorce. I know this is a rather personal question, but do the same issues you had with your first wife keep coming up with every woman you are with?

The issues with my wife... ha ha. She might tell you about the issues with me! I had to reminder her the other night that, having lived with me, she really should know better than to say I am a nice guy! ;-)

The gift that I have been able to bring the women in my life was that they “knew” that I loved them. I managed to make them feel loved at some point in time – not all the time by any means. It’s the surfboard that I mentioned at the top of the page. We ride high sometimes, we get smashed into the reef sometimes. I try to reduce the amount of reef smashing – but I enjoy training 5-8 hours a day so the lifeguard isn’t always around. Also, elites are pretty selfish in the fact that they have total dedication to their chosen direction.

Love is pretty addictive stuff – really plays with the mind. As I matured and understood my mission (my path, my direction), there has been a constant theme that the women in my life aren’t so keen on being #2 to my path.

Some quotes... “You spend more time on your bike that on me!” “I wish, just once, that I saw the same joy in your eyes when you are with me as when you are out training.” When I hear these statements – I smile because they are sooo true. What they are really telling me is that I need to make them feel more loved. Some of us exist to facilitate love in others. In doing that, it boomerangs around. The interesting thing is that a needy person will never be satisfied, we are filling a leaky vessel. So I’ve given up expecting there to be an ending of the need to love someone. Perhaps another reason why I am single these days. Training at my level requires a lot of energy.

Ladies are pretty observant! I’m not going to live my life hiding the joy that I experience in other parts of my life.

I’ll finish with a metaphor that a very good friend shared with me… he was talking about elites. Specifically, talking about how they have near total focus on “the objective”. How it might be nice to have a picnic with a chick some time -- to back off and enjoy things.

Easter Sunday, I was driving back down to Boulder after a 20 mile run at 8,000 feet and it hit me... I'm not a picnic guy. Given the choice, I'll take the 20 mile run every time. So each morning since, I wake up and ask myself about the plan for the day. I smile and flag the picnic for one more day.

I've been telling my picnic story a lot – nobody really gets it. I’m a little more focused than most. Part of me wants to have that picnic. Part of me wants to get to my afternoon run!

I told the story back to my pal. His reply went along the lines of, “when you come across a good reason to compromise, you’ll compromise. Until then, just keep rolling.”

That’s not quite what he said, but I am certain that’s what I heard. Gotta go run...

gordo


Good Song: Death Cab for Cutie - Your Heart is an Empty Room

Monday, January 23, 2006

Ice Ice Baby

For those crazies out there, this video is dedicated to you...

What its all about! Pushin' those limits!!

"Ice Climb"
(Make sure you have Quicktime/iTunes installed to watch it)


Good Song: The Thrills - Don't Steal Our Sun

Saturday, January 21, 2006

Another day at Rosaryville

Sweet. Thats all that needs to be said for the trails out at Rosaryville State Park in Maryland. This was the second time out, and the terrain was MUCH drier than the first time. No need to use a stick to dislodge the mud/leave concoction lodged in every moving part of my bike! The weather held off too, sunny and in the 60's...made me want Spring to get here even faster! Loooooove that time of the year! TOP DOWN, WHA WHAT!

A couple photos of the ride...rolling oooooout!

Dropping innnnnnnnn...

and loving every second...


Good Song: Nada Surf - Whats Your Secret?

Friday, January 20, 2006

Awesome!


Just another reason why riding a bike is the best way to get around. Man, only in Harrisonburg, right?! If you're in the 'burg check out SBC ,and of course, LES at East Coast Bike Academy!

Good Song: Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Adventure?

Hmmm, backpacking Europe on a budget. That has a nice ring to it, don't you think?

Any interested parties?


More to follow...



Good Song: The Pale Pacific - Tied to a Million Things

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Where are you now?

Do you ever wonder where we might be if one, possibly minute, detail in the past went differently? If we said one thing, instead of nothing at all. If we went one place, instead of going to another. Would it set a whole different set of events or actions in motion, and change our entire path in life? Those things we care about: our friends, our location, everything, could potentially be completely different...for better or worse. Its funny how things can work that way I guess.

I suppose thats why its better to live in the now, and look to the future...to those things that have yet to occur, than hang onto the past. To focus on the things we can change(such as ourselves), and not dwell on those things that we cannot(such as the past or other people).

Who knows what the future holds!

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Sunday, January 15, 2006

World Record


Wow...
TEMPE, Ariz. Jan 15, 2006 — Haile Gebrselassie shattered the world half marathon record by 21 seconds Sunday while running the last half of the Rock 'N' Roll Arizona marathon.

He also broke the 20-kilometer world mark en route. It marked the 19th and 20th time the diminutive Ethiopian has broken world marks in his career.

"This is my first one in America," he said. "It's a little special to me."
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His half marathon time of 58 minutes, 55 seconds on a clear, crisp morning through the streets of Phoenix, Scottsdale and Tempe broke the mark of 59:16 set by 18-year-old Kenyan Samuel Wanjiru in Rotterdam, The Netherlands, last Sept. 11.

His 20-kilometer time, also officially clocked, was 55:48. That broke the world record held by his longtime rival, Paul Tergat of Kenya, of 56:18 set in the Stramilano, Italy, half marathon on April 4, 1998.

For those number crunchers out there, that is a 4:29.8 per mile average!! SO FAST!

A couple new pics over on Flikr from last night's festivities...oh, and I have to work on MLK day, or is it Lee-Jackson-King day?...who knows anymore!

Good Song: Cat Power - The Greatest

Friday, January 13, 2006

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Down they go!

...saw a guy faint on this morning's Metro ride. He was standing right beside me, and next thing I knew I was watching this guy completely crash onto the floor. Sounded like a bag of bricks! The train car was pretty packed with people, so the fall was more like a tree going down in a forest...you know, it kinda bounces off other trees before it finally makes its final crash to the ground. Thats how this was. It took a few seconds for him to come to, and myself and a few other stunned passengers were kneeling down to him checking to see if he was alright, while others radioed the train operator. A very strange way to start the day, and gives you an idea of how you would really react in a more serious emergency...weird, but great water cooler convo.!! Anyways, once the guy realizes what has happened to him he basically just gets up and walks off the train as if nothing happened, I guess to carry on his "normal" work day! Not a thank you or anything, haha, I guess thats just D.C. for you.... probably some Republican politico. OHHH, owch. Who knows...

And with that, here is a clip of fainting goats. ENJOY!!


Good Song: Nickel Creek - Sombody More Like You

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Monday, January 9, 2006

OJ + Cereal != Good

Note to self: Do not pour orange juice into the bowl of cereal. Milk goes into the bowl of cereal! Damn, I need to wake up as soon as I get out of bed. Anybody else mess this up?

Oh, and "!=" means "not equal" for those non-nerds out there.

Good Song: Margot and the Nuclear So and So's - Dress Me Like a Clown

Sunday, January 8, 2006

Weekend Wrap Up


An eventful, busy, and fun filled weekend was had! Heres a blow by blow recap.

Saturday:

Started off with a "sweaty brunch" at a friends house in Mount Pleasant in celebration of another friend's birthday which took place over the holidays. We started out with a solid 65 minute trail run through Rock Creek Park. Who knew that you could get this much trail in the heart of D.C.?! Awesome! A few ankles were turned, and some hands went numb, but all in all a great kick-ass work out. We got back, cleaned up a bit, and set up for the brunch. What a spread! Lets see there were bagels, waffles, eggs, fruit salad, smoked salmon, pastries galore, juice, coffee...and then the goods were brought out. By goods, I mean, bloody mary's and Mimosas. Haha, wasn't a big fan of the bloody mary's, as they were a little too spicy for my liking, but damn those Mimosa's were delicious!

Got home in the afternoon, and rested for a bit before the Redskins game. I'm not a big fan really, but my roomate is so I had to be there to give him some razzing when his Skins mess up. The Skins remarkably took the win though, and any razzing had to be kept to a minimum. But I will put in that the Redskins offense set a record for being the least productive in the history of the playoffs. So, we'll see what the can do next week against the Seahawks (Saturday - 3:30pm).

Following the game I went to see a film over in Shirlington. Checked out Match Point, which was directed by Woody Allen. Not a bad film at all, either! Gotta love those british accents! Go see it if you have a chance.

Sunday:

Started off with a mountain bike ride over at Rosaryville State Park in Maryland with some D.C. Tri club folks. This place was sweeeeet! The trails were smooth, fast, and not too technical. How the trails were graded really allowed you to just let go of the brakes and just flow. Damn, mountain biking is sweet. Although, I think I'm going to need a new bike in the near future as I just cannot take my front forks lack of suspension any longer...

Finished off the day with football, and some napping!

Oh it looks like its gonna be a nice mild day tomorrow, so get out there and enjoy it!

Later!

Good Song: The Posies - Its Great to be Here Again

Thursday, January 5, 2006

You got to leave me now, you got to go alone
You got to chase a dream, one that's all your own
Before it slips away
When you're flyin' high, take my heart along
I'll be the harmony to every lonely song
That you learn to play

When you're soarin' through the air
I'll be your solid ground
Take every chance you dare
I'll still be there
When you come back down
When you come back down

I'll keep lookin' up, awaitin' your return
My greatest fear will be that you will crash and burn
And I won't feel your fire
I'll be the other hand that always holds the line
Connectin' in between your sweet heart and mine
I'm strung out on that wire

And I'll be on the other end, To hear you when you call
Angel, you were born to fly, If you get too high
I'll catch you when you fall
I'll catch you when you fall

[Bridge:]
Your memory's the sunshine every new day brings
I know the sky is calling
Angel, let me help you with your wings

When you're soarin' through the air
I'll be your solid ground
Take every chance you dare

I'll still be there
When you come back down
Take every chance you dare,
I'll still be there
When you come back down
When you come back down

Wednesday, January 4, 2006

When in Maryland...

If travelling or staying in the state of Maryland be sure to moon others till your heart's content. Its now legal! I specifically enjoyed the closing paragraph of the related article:

James Maxwell, one of McNealy's attorneys, said yesterday's ruling should "bring comfort to all beachgoers and plumbers" in the state.


Good Song: Badly Drawn Boy - Four Leaf Clover

Tuesday, January 3, 2006

Hm.

Blehhhh...I've been scrounging around the 'net the past few days trying to find some famous or profound quote/lyric to represent how I've been feeling lately, but I can find nothing that suits me. Perhaps no quote can truly match the complexity that is the adult life. Its a strange time... and so with that, a quote to motivate:

To put the world right in order, we must first put the nation in order; to put the nation in order, we must first put the family in order; to put the family in order, we must first cultivate our personal life; we must first set our hearts right.
-Confucius

Sunday, January 1, 2006

New Year. New me. New you.

I apologize for the lack of posts lately. Its been an interesting past few weeks dealing with the holidays, work, and personal stuff. I just havn't really had much that I felt like posting over the past few weeks...

Anyways, a few days ago I got an xray on my finger(see previous post) as it just wasn't healing like I thought it should. Turns out I have 2 hairline fractures. Yay. Good news is I don't need a cast and it should heal on its own with time. Little to say, it cost me a pretty penny to find out what I had pretty much already known...but it was comforting to finally know for sure.

Last night was New Years, and I spent it with some old friends, new friends, and a couple random people. I was missing some people, but you gotta make the most of the situation! Here are a couple pics, including a 2005 pinata that quickly met its demise (perhaps a sign of good things to come?).



With the new year make sure you get out there and live. Do something that scares you, improve yourself, and take an adventure or two, and have fun doing it! I know I will.

Heres to an amazing 2006! Who knows what the year will bring.

Good Song: Jack's Mannequin - Dark Blue
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