It’s Friday. That day of the week where you’re usually going through your email box and see a blog post from me (if not earlier). You read it then suddenly remember that it’s almost the weekend and the rat race that’s called working will be suspended for 48 hours. Not me though! I’ll be grinding for my dreams. Picture me writing that last sentence with Gary Vee standing behind me and yelling, “do more work”! Said work for me consists of writing and working out. I’ve been rather quietly training for a half-marathon again. It’s one of those goals, that on the surface seems attainable for me, but will require me to be out of my comfort zone. Last year I didn’t run the race (that I paid for) due to a bit of bad timing and mostly self-sabotage. Bad timing is a mixture of not being prepared and things outside of my control, but deliberately making it where I don’t show up at all for scheduled training and the actual race is totally on me. Shout out to my better half for continually pushing me, but also providing suggestions where I can improve and avoid being in these situations in the future. God/Universe/Creator knows what they were doing when they designed it for us to cross paths and eventually blossom a relationship. That said, Julia and the kids, among others, are my constant cheerleaders and I’ll be eternally grateful. That sort of motivation is needed alongside my discipline. Speaking of which, I’m in week 8 out of 22 in my training program and have successfully completed 95% of my workouts thus far. Add that to being in the weight room again has me feeling like my old self. The benefits of working out isn’t lost on me either. Besides the perk of vanity there are other benefits of consistent exercise. The Mayo Clinic provides
Health Is Wealth
Health Is Wealth
Health Is Wealth
It’s Friday. That day of the week where you’re usually going through your email box and see a blog post from me (if not earlier). You read it then suddenly remember that it’s almost the weekend and the rat race that’s called working will be suspended for 48 hours. Not me though! I’ll be grinding for my dreams. Picture me writing that last sentence with Gary Vee standing behind me and yelling, “do more work”! Said work for me consists of writing and working out. I’ve been rather quietly training for a half-marathon again. It’s one of those goals, that on the surface seems attainable for me, but will require me to be out of my comfort zone. Last year I didn’t run the race (that I paid for) due to a bit of bad timing and mostly self-sabotage. Bad timing is a mixture of not being prepared and things outside of my control, but deliberately making it where I don’t show up at all for scheduled training and the actual race is totally on me. Shout out to my better half for continually pushing me, but also providing suggestions where I can improve and avoid being in these situations in the future. God/Universe/Creator knows what they were doing when they designed it for us to cross paths and eventually blossom a relationship. That said, Julia and the kids, among others, are my constant cheerleaders and I’ll be eternally grateful. That sort of motivation is needed alongside my discipline. Speaking of which, I’m in week 8 out of 22 in my training program and have successfully completed 95% of my workouts thus far. Add that to being in the weight room again has me feeling like my old self. The benefits of working out isn’t lost on me either. Besides the perk of vanity there are other benefits of consistent exercise. The Mayo Clinic provides