“At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.” ~ Plato
I have watched this video several times, and it continues to be a powerful example of what love is all about. Watch it and be inspired!
A journey toward your true peak
“At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.” ~ Plato
I have watched this video several times, and it continues to be a powerful example of what love is all about. Watch it and be inspired!

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“Your attitude, not your aptitude, determines your altitude.” ~ Zig Ziglar
“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.” ~ Henry David Thoreau
For inspiration, watch this short video by Nike about Lance Armstrong. It’s a great example of what commitment is all about.

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“The only one who can tell you ‘you can’t’ is you. And you don’t have to listen” ~ Nike
Swim. Bike. Run.
Why would I ever attempt that? I’m not a good swimmer. I can’t run. And I rarely bike.
That was me five years ago. Since then I have competed in three triathlons, improving each year. Five years ago, I was overweight and unhappy. I began running first. Well, actually walking. But that did lead to running. As I slowly began to get into better physical shape, I also began biking more. Soon I heard about a sport I had really never thought much of — triathlon. And I thougth, what a great way to give me a goal to work toward. For the next three years, I competed in one triathlon each year. And each year brought new knowledge, not only of the sport of triathlon, but knowledge of myself as well.
The First Year
The first year I competed, I came in well-prepared for the run. I assumed biking would be easy since I’ve known how to do that since I was five years old. And the swim, well…I’ve had swim lessons (a long time ago). It was a tough morning, but I finished the race (near last overall). What I learned was:
The Second Year
The second year I learned some things from the year prior. I purchased a road bike, one designed for the type of race I would compete in. And I went swimming regularly at an area pool. I made marked improvements in my times. What I learned was:
The Third Year
The third year, I became complacent. I ran less during the year. I swam only a couple of times. Instead I concentrated on the bike. It’s the longest event, and I thought if I could make a big improvement there, it would carry me through the other areas. While I finished with my best time overall, both my swim time and run time went up from the previous year. And the swim was very tough again. What I learned was:
One of the great things with triathlon is that it is really three sports wrapped into one. Isn’t this like life? Aren’t we usually pulled in multiple directions, with many things going on. How we manage that is key to how successful we’ll be. And, like triathlon, success is defined by each individual. For some it’s to win. For others, it’s to finish. And that’s how it is in our lives too. We’re all at different parts of our journey, and only we individually can define what success means to us. And go out and achieve it.
Here’s to your success in life!
“Be an explorer. The universe is filled with wonder and magical things.” ~ Flavia
I’ll be on vacation for the next week and a half. Our family is breaking away from our normal activities, and heading to the great northwestern United States. We’ll be heading back to nature, and the wild west. Ahead for us is a four day whitewater rafting trip into the wilderness of northern Idaho. We’ll be following that up with a little more civilization while we spend a few days in Seattle, before returning home.
During this time, posts and replies will be limited.
Have a great week!

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“A good exercise for the heart is bending down and helping someone to get up.” ~ Proverb

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“But there is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it’s better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you’re fighting for.” ~ Paulo Coelho
Defeat. We’ve all been there. That moment when we’ve lost something we really wanted. Maybe it was a big game you played in as a child. Or maybe it was a job promotion you were working toward. Or maybe it was your moment to perform on stage. Or maybe it was the new life your wedding would bring. Or maybe it was the life of a loved one.
Defeat. We’ve all been there, and we’ll be there again. I was there this past weekend. The soccer team I coach was playing in a tournament at our village’s summer festival. We had a team of excited nine year old boys, ready to conquer the world (or, at least the first team we played). Were we ever in for a surprise. As a team, we have usually done pretty good — win a few, lose a few. But most games are fairly close. Not today. The other team was much more prepared and sharp. And before we knew it, we were down by nearly ten goals. By halftime, our boys were exhausted and defeated. And we still had the second half to play. We went back out, and as the game wore on, you could just see our team giving up. It was the most difficult game I have coached. A day that had started so positive, had quickly turned dark.
After the game, we talked about our effort, and how we can’t give up. Even in the face of insurmountable odds. We were there to play, and that’s what we do for the full fifty minutes. We left the game with our heads hanging a little lower than I wanted. And, we still had another game in a couple of hours.
The resiliency of kids! They bounced back for the second game. For the most part, everyone had seemed to have moved on from our earlier loss (except for me). In the end, we also lost the second game, but it was a much closer (and more fun) game.
Defeat. Why couldn’t I give it up? I was stuck on the fact that the other team was older than us, probably played in a more select soccer league during the regular season, and just plain played harder out there.
Defeat. I wanted to win. And I felt like we were ganged up on by a team that was better and older. And I didn’t think it was fair. But the truth is, that’s life. Sometimes we’ll be in situations where life doesn’t seem fair, and we’ll lose. And this can be difficult. Difficult to accept. Difficult to get over.
There are great lessons we learn in defeat. Probably greater lessons than those we learn in victory. If we are open to seeing and accepting these lessons. So, look at defeat as an opportunity to learn and grow. The fields of defeat are filled with many life lessons.
After some time to reflect on our soccer defeat, I feel more insecure as a coach. But I’m looking at that as a good thing. Good in that I know we have so much room for improvement. And that will be my job as we go into the fall season. Find ways to develop our players so they can compete at a higher level. And help them to understand that what makes us great is working together as a team and not giving up.
Defeat. Embrace your defeats. To this I don’t mean that I hope you lose your job, or don’t get to play in a championship game, or have a broken marriage. To this I mean that when defeat finds you, embrace the opportunity to learn from the mistakes you’ve made. Make a real effort to understand what happened, and look for ways you can improve.
“Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat.” ~ Theodore Roosevelt
So, dare the mighty things you desire in your life. Go out there and live. Know that sometimes you will be defeated in some of the things you want most. And know that that is ok. It makes our lives richer to have experienced failure and success. Your life is yours to live — live it to the fullest!
“It is not by muscle, speed, or physical dexterity that great things are achieved, but by reflection, force of character, and judgement.” ~ Marcus Tullius Cicero
You get into your SUV and head down the highway. With all the time constraints you have in your life today, you step on the accelerator and drive a few miles over the speed limit. Everyone else is doing it. And some are going faster. You won’t get stopped by the local police since there are so many others that are doing the same thing.
I do that. I’m sure many of you also do. We live in a world where we have so much going on, that oftentimes we’re rushed to get from one spot to the next. We look at the speed limit as kind of a “guideline”. Hey, we’re busy people and we’ve got stuff to get done.
How about your life? Is it that way too? Work. Family. Extracurricular activies. Volunteer projects. Daily activies. It’s enough to put you on overload sometimes.
What is the speed limit of your life? Are you always driving on the freeway, pushing the 65 MPH speed limit? Mentally, do you ever slow down and go through some backroads in your life?
Sometimes speed is important. We have deadlines to meet at work or school. They have to get done, and we just plow through them. But we also need to take time to slow down in our lives. To have the life we really want and deserve, we have to understand who we are. What are our dreams? What are we really passionate about?
Driving 70 MPH through life is not going to give us these answers. In fact, if that’s all we do, then we’re likely just driving our lives really fast down the wrong life highway. And where does that get us? It gets us somewhere we don’t really want to be.
So, slow down every once in a while. Take some of the backroads through your life. Visit some of the small towns in your brain. Get to know them. Listen to what you are hearing. Then, when you get back out on the highway of your life, and you’re cruising along, the time you’ve spent slowing down will aid you in going in the right direction.
Make it a regular occurence to slow down and evaluate where you are in life. Your life is worth it!
“The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another’s desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.” ~ Erma Bombeck
It’s been a whirlwind weekend, filled with many family activities. The highlight of it, though, was playing kickball in a family kickball tournament. Together with a couple of other families we know, we formed a team and competed in a fun kickball tournament that was going on at a summer festival in our village. And we came out as champions! But, that was secondary to all the fun that everyone had.
So, how do you make lasting family memories? I think a big part of it centers around having fun. And laughing. And being goofy. And in general just having a really good time.
Sometimes it something that you don’t always do. We occassionally will play kickball in the backyard, but it’s much more fun with a bigger group of people. So, this was more of a one-time thing, and one that we’ll remember for the fun and laughing that went on. We won’t remember all the outs, or kicks. What we’ll remember is the fun things (like our team name), or a comedy of errors going on in the field, or hanging out with friends.
Other times, it’s something you do more often. We have a game I play with the kids at home that we call “garbage”. I’m the garbage man, and they are the trash. I chase them around and get them onto the sofa (our makeshift garbage can). They try to sneak out of the garbage as I’m off chasing someone else, trying to get the into the garbage. They all love this game (although it’s getting harder to catch them as they get older). And I get a good workout out of the deal too! There’s always a lot of laughing, and running wild, and just acting silly. I always think that one of these days they’ll outgrow this goofiness. But then, one of them will ask to play it again, and everyone joins in. And it’s fun (well, and exhausting)! And it’s something I think they’ll remember for a long time.
So, family time can really be fun time. And memorable time. And a time to get to know each other better. Sometimes it’s things you might do regularly, and sometimes it things that are more of a one-time thing. And that’s what it’s all about!
“Summer afternoon — summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. ” ~Henry James
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