S2 E15: Heroes among us

Ive hit on it extensively in the last paragraph of most of my entries: be nice to yourself and be nice to others. While the former is important for things like resilience and perseverance, the power of those who help out others around them is almost indescribable which is nuts because often, you never really know the impact you have on your friends/family/community members. I can comfortably say i would not be anywhere near my current position without the love and support of many many many people. Let’s get in to it.

Ok so last week wasn’t that spectacular. Not to say that it was bad, it just wasn’t out of the norm. Most lifts were just kinda normal, i restarted my programming at higher working weights so easing in to that was like slowly getting my ass kicked over the course of 60-70 minutes each day. On top of that, i went to BJJ more than i had being going in a long time (about 5 classes across the week) which is great for rebuilding my comfort on the mats and understanding of the subject matter…not so great on my back. Those two things plus being a bum and sleeping on the couch a day or two has me basically immobile on the couch with a knot the size of Texas just above my shoulder blade on my left side. I’m not 20 anymore, i need to do a better job of deliberate cool down and recovery. I’ll get there. Finished off the last round of meal prep and got a little lazy towards the end of the week and did the whole fast food thing more. It’s fine within reason, just kinda something to pay attention to.

Last week i was in my head a looooooot, like a large portion of the week i was just kinda poopy and not digging it. But a night or two of playing PGA with my sister, killing the bugs and heretics with the boys, talking concerts with a buddy of mine one morning, all worked together to force me out of my head and in to the world. I also got to have a dinner with two folks that really truly helped me out last year when I was just starting out on this recovery journey and trying my best to figure out up from down and left from right. Those two, having experienced way more than me, helped set me on the course I’m still walking today and i can comfortably say without them I’d be a lot farther behind. I’m gonna miss you guys Alex and Kaci, stay in touch!

It was masters weekend and Rory walked away with the hard fought, heartwarming win to secure his place in the annals of golf history forever. Little Irish dude had me tearing up a little, you love to fuckin see it.

I think people get it twisted a lot when trying to evaluate their lot in life or their impact on others or the world. Too often we are looking for concrete examples or quantitative data to prove one way or another that they’ve done good deeds. The kicker is that most folks, we don’t overtly give out the flowers to people that have helped us out and without expressed appreciation how is one to know? In the name of altruism, just don’t do it for the recognition. Comfortably know that you are enormously impacting the lives of those around you by being a sounding board, lending a shoulder, or just being a bright light during a dark time. Be nice to people, you never know who you’re saving.

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