Beauty

All the beauty in the world exists within you. You will only come to see it when you come to know you, and the only way to do that is to move within you, and to wake up from the sleep that you are what this world has made you.

What does this mean to you?

Have you found the beauty? All the beauty in the world?

Share it with the rest of the reading world...

Hit comment below.

c

Time for some gratitude....

That last post didn't have enough gratitude, but that's ok... because there is always the next installment. So here it is folks... my gratitude... umm... prayer/poem/run on sentence

To all of you
Far and wide
I am grateful to you
Yes you
And even you

You have taught me something
That I needed to learn
And if I didn't learn today
You will remind me again tomorrow
In your special way

And for that
I am grateful
Eternally grateful
Thank you

You were there when I rose
And there when I fell
You didn't judge
Even if it didn't look it
You supported me

I am grateful
For all that you give
For all that you take
For all that you are
For all that you aren't

You mean everything to me
And for that
I am thankful
Grateful
You
Yes you

Life is an adventure...

I have been accused of being too whimsical on my blog, despite my real lack of anything remotely like a post for a while :))

teehee

Life is like a... well.. it's like an adventure. Each day is new, every moment has the potential for challenge and change. Challenge. I like that word.

(perhaps too much)

This weekend was about challenge I think. New classes starting, everything is busy... phones, emails and the rest of it... but there was more challenge to be had than your average weekend.

Meh, I guess that's part of the adventure.

It sometimes feels like this is all a test, and that there's a right choice and a wrong choice, and if you mess it up... you will end up where you don't want to be.

I suppose it's a bit like that.

Anyways, I digress.

This weekend the challenges included a long bike ride. I rode out to Bragg Creek and back, with the help of Allyson. Her back was all messed up, so she was my "support crew" - mostly that meant that she was responsible for ensuring that my arse got outta bed on Saturday morning, onto the bike, and to Bragg Creek. Without her, I wouldn't have made it... onto the bike :)

Surprisingly the ride out and back was simple. It wasn't really painful at all... not even my butt, which has not been on a bike for too long... which surprised me. Either way, it seems that I still have a significant base in the tank, which I dig.

Supremely.

I was pushing out around 34 km/h out and back on average... though my speedometer was working only when it felt like it, seemed to be the case.

The way back seemed a lot shorter :))

You ever have one of those days?

I had someone, who shall remain nameless, that I placed a great deal of trust in... more than anyone to date really... and she burned me. Hard. Harder than I have been burned before. And I got notice just before I started the ride back.

So, one might say that anger fueled that ride back. Seemed like it took about ten minutes to get from Bragg Creek back to home... all the while I had an audio CD rambling on in my ear about something. I don't know that I really heard a word of it... though I did hear the first part on the way out, and it was making a lot of sense to me... I couldn't quite wrap my head round what he was saying on the way back.

Ah well.

The ride was solid, that was what was really important about the day. Not the rest of the garbage that went on this weekend.

Too much garbage.

Garbage truck won't show up until Thursday.

Dammit!

Peace out my crazy friends... I love you all. Well, almost all of you ;)

teehee

me

100 miles an hour

With my hair on fire.

Yes, that's how it has been. Most days I don't know what day it is... so I made the executive decision to change my watch so that it displays the day of the week instead of the month (I could care less what month it is, but I do care what day of the week it is, as this dictates when I have to be where).

So there we have it.

It is Sunday now, and in two minutes it will be Monday.

And the work isn't remotely finished.

With Brooke and Jenn's help, I have turned my house into a home in about a month. I'm still not done though, and the CCRA will be sending out the search party soon if I don't get my poop together.

Bah, taxes.

:))

Tonight I talked to a buddy who is going through the life change windmill. He is positive. Life is headed in the right direction.

Always is.

I know it :))

Awesome.

So... I figured it was time to stop in and update my blog, as I have been more than delinquent with keeping my peeps up to speed on life in general.

I have decided that 2008 will be about things Ultra.

Forget about normal, this is the year to get hardcore. I have signed up for two 24 hour events this fall, and for now I will keep the balance of the details under my hat... maybe to see who is still reading.

Who is out there??

:))

Now, registering was the easy part... getting my ass out the door to get this done... well, that will be easy too. Soon.

Very soon.

Ok, enough of that... I have one million things to do, and it is Monday already!!

Hugs and love to all my friends out there, wherever you may be.

Hope life is awesome!!

Wheeeeeeeee....

Where to begin?

How about this?

Thank you everyone... I couldn't have done it without you!

It has been one year ago since my humble beginnings at Prince's Island Park in Calgary, and I am happy to say that Survivor Bootcamp has become a resounding success.

A success beyond my wildest dreams at that point in time.

My vision is coming to fruition and I could not be more happy or more grateful.

Thank you to all, far and wide, for bringing me to where I am today!!!

April 30, at the windmill, it started.

Awesome.

Crazy awesome!!

:))

Hugs all... miss you!!

me