Tuesday Free-For-All

Municipal election day here in Mississippi. Vote and vote often.

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Monday Free-For-All

Good morning! Another fantastic week ahead!

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Fit2Fat2Fit Blog: Day 17

CurraheeYesterday, I watched the first episode of Band of Brothers. It’s the one where Easy Company forms and trains at Camp Toccoa in the North Georgia Mountains. They are pushed hard by the ruthless Capt. Sobel and forced to run up Currahee Mountain (which means we stand alone.).  Three up and three down.  It’s a 900 ft. gain in elevation from the surrounding countryside and the last mile is nearly straight up. It’s a brutal run.  But Easy Company makes it. They push together as a team.  (Even after eating an ill-timed spaghetti dinner.)

Watch the two-minute scene here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YgTFNUUl9mg

Today my line started with the Gauntlet and the mini gauntlet. We ran the home and visitor stands twice. We then went into the weight room. From there, we ran 10 combo gasser/40-yard dashes with Wayne (which was surprisingly tough).  Wayne did a good job pushing us to run faster — even through we were pretty tired. And then we went to Paul.

Paul painted a scenario where we had to have the strength to carry a loved one out of a disaster. He then gave up a 25 lb. weight and we ran a 50-yard box for the whole session. It was tough — mentally as much as it was physically, especially just coming out of Wayne’s drills.

I kept thinking about Easy Company. About how they ran three up and three down.  How they went on to D-day and then to Germany.

It made carrying a 25 lb. weight much easier.

All on a Mental Monday.

P.S. You can run Currahee Mountain now as a 10K run to help fun efforts to preserve the history of Camp Toccoa.  It’s on June 2 (we just missed it) but I’m sure they’ll have the race next year.

 

 

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National Cancer Survivor’s Day

969831_10152896249730721_1454306091_nThe sun peeked into the window as I crawled out of bed — I always try to catch the gift of a sunrise. I wandered into the bathroom and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. My shirt was off and I caught the sight of the slightly discolored, yet fading scar on my back.  I stopped for a moment and traced it with my finger. Then I looked at my calendar on my phone.

Today’s National Cancer Survivor’s Day.

I paused and then rubbed my scar once again.

Twelve years. One hundred forty six months since I received the call. Over 4,300 days since I heard the three words no one wants to hear: “You have cancer.”

I heard two more stories today about people who had melanoma come back and kill them.  My mind is with them right now. And with the gift I’ve been given: A second chance at life.

I know my cancer could come back and quickly kill me.  The very real possibility I could have a recurrence is the lens that focuses my thoughts today.

The National Cancer Survivor’s Day should have “Carpe Diem” as a slogan

Seize the day.

I rubbed my scar again.

Seize the day.

 

 

 

 

 

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CARTOON: Courage

One word came up when I thought about the life of Medgar Evers: Courage

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Sunday Free-For-All

Good afternoon! I had the honor of emceeing the National Cancer Survivor’s Day event for Baptist Health Systems today at the Old Capitol Inn.  A very inspiring day.

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Saturday Free-For-All

Good morning! Ran 10 humid miles this morning and lost six pounds in water weight.  It is thick out there today!

Have a great one.  And prayers go out to the folks in Oklahoma.

My favorite Oak at sunrise.

My favorite Oak at sunrise.

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The Horizon

l_2048_1536_4F8EC539-38DA-42C5-BEF3-40A729C7906DYou hit a storm and get thrown overboard.  Thrashing around in the water, you struggle to keep your head above waves. Panic sets in. You’re angry you’re in the middle of the water and struggle.  But then you feel calm. You start to find your stroke and start to move in a new direction.  Muscles and stamina get stronger. You find a new boat and climb aboard.

I’ve been treading water for two years now. My body and mind have been thrashing, kicking and fighting — trying to survive.  And, remarkably, I’ve learned to be a pretty good swimmer. I’ve had some real victories, some disappointments and continue to do so every single day.  I run and run and run and run — and then I’ll hit a big, hard wall and collapse.  At times, panic drives me. But most of the time, I am having fun.  My new “normal” is anything but — but that’s OK. I don’t want to go back.

I get angry sometimes — probably my biggest sin.  I let people and things inside my head when I shouldn’t. I’ve lost trust in people and institutions I used to deeply believe in. But for the most part, I’ve enjoyed the adventures I’ve experienced. People believe in my talent and I’m blessed.

Yesterday I hit a wall.  There are days when I fail to see where all this is headed. My hope slips a notch and I’m left feeling emotionally and physically drained. Everyone has moments like this. I think the difference is how long it lasts.  If I were to sit on the couch for a month and eat Moose Tracks Ice Cream, that’d be bad.  But I seem to have weathered my inner storm. For now. I know another one will come.  Sailing into the unknown means you get away from the safety of the shore. You will face inner storms.  That’s what makes you a better sailor.

Today, I’m full of optimism again. I know my talent will propel me to new heights. I have faith in what I am doing and am prepared to show those who don’t believe in me just how wrong they are.

I’ve raised my sails.  The horizon is my destination.

 

 

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Fit2Fat2Fit Blog: 5 a.m. Runner’s Club

title-8-week-lrgPLS training (which I am in the middle of) lasts 12 weeks. It’s four days a week of intense training for one hour. We workout at 5 a.m. starting on Monday and go through Thursday.  And then we have three days off.  I normally run two of the days and throw a rest day in there for the third. My body is old and needs at least one day of rest. I’ll run a shorter run on Friday and then a long run on either Saturday or Sunday.  Today I ran 4.5 miles — but I did something a little different.  I drove and met some of my PLS friends and we ran on Highland Colony Parkway together.

Of course, if I am just running from home, I can sleep later. There is no drive at all — it’s just run and then run back home.  But even though I still had to get up at 4:09, I enjoyed today immensely. I enjoyed seeing my linemates (Line 4 was well represented).  I enjoyed having someone to talk to while I was running. And I enjoyed the competition to push me a little harder than I would normally run.  I ran 4.5 miles in a little less than 45 minutes. That’s not a bad time for a training run.

One of the amazing things about the training program I am in is that no matter how good of shape I think I’m in, they find a way to push me to my limit and make me sore the next day.  My legs are VERY tired from this weeks intense legapalooza.

We’ll see if I can wake up early enough to get in a good long run tomorrow.  I want to beat the heat and humidity.

 

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Friday Free-For-All

Long-week Fridays always seem to take forever to get here. But here you go. We’re here. And have a great day.

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