Shoot the Moon

Nothing really deepens our appreciation for life more than the shock of death. The unexpected door slammed shut leaves us stark and frightened of the impermanence of every single thing. Do we freeze in our tracks, afraid to move forward; crushed, alone, devastated? Do we forge ahead with more gusto than ever because goddamn, the road before us will not be there forever; because isn’t there so much joy still undiscovered or ignored?

It takes an insane amount of bravery to go forward and go for it, for whatever especially when Death cruelly shows us Its presence. But Death, if anything, reminds those of us still living to actually live, and hopefully live with abandon.

Abandon, you say? But what of perfection? What of our need to do it all so calculatedly and right? To perform well, to feel under control, to not appear human? Can we not be an emotional mess on our way to true discovery? Can we not fail and get up and fail and get up and fail and get up…? Are you nodding your head because this is all so true — for others? What about for yourself?

I can’t string together words better than Anne Lemott on the subject so here is a quote from her:

“Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen. Repent just means to change direction — and NOT to be said by someone who is waggling their forefinger at you. Repentance is a blessing. Pick a new direction, one you wouldn’t mind ending up at, and aim for that. Shoot the moon.”

Savor and appreciate and live and fail and cry and laugh so hard a lung may come up, and love so much you see stars; feel and be true, be real already; and live your fvcking life. It’s all yours. And it’s so golden.

RIP Marion Kane Elston
International Swimming Hall of Fame
Master Coach
Hero to Kenny Kane
And many others

RIP Ginger Brown
Bed Warmer
Dog Super Model

And Best Doggie Child to Shirley Brown

Friday’s Workout
Tire Week

A) Tire flip skill practice

B) 3 RFR, 2min at each station, alternate reps with a partner
Rope climbs
Wall walks
Sandbag ground to shoulder
Tire flips
–1min Rest between rounds–

Saturday’s Workout
5 RFT – 35 minute cap
400 M Run
15 RKBS (32/24)
10 Pull Ups
15 KB Sumo DL High Pull
10 Toes to Bar

Sunday’s Workout
“Plate Baby”
AMRAP 20 w/ Partner
10 Plate Burpees
20 Plate GTO (10/25/35/45)
30 Plate Russian Twists
200m Plate Carry/Run
Partners can split work however they like; must do the 200m together

And Coming Monday
Test Week – Cycle 9!

Front squats (205/135)
–7min Cap–
–3min Rest–
1k Row



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