New Years Resolutions 2015

By | January 1st, 2015|Excellence|

New years resolutions really resonate with me. Sometimes, I can make them stick, and keep better habits; other times, I break my New Year’s Resolutions, and learn plenty from them. Resolutions seem to have fallen out of style, despite evidence suggesting that new habits stick better when you start them on important days, and besides, I still find them an important and rewarding annual exercise. New Years Day is a time when one can examine the life one wants to live, and plan habits that support the ideal lifestyle. For the past few years, I have made my resolutions public on my blog, and the public declaration helps my inner sense of accountability. In additions to making New Years Resolutions, I have also begun the practice of an Annual Review, an annual exercise favored by Chris Guillebeau and the WDS community. It was very refreshing to examine my past year, the good and the bad, but I also require the planning and goal setting that resolutions can give. In no particular order, here are my resolutions for this year: […]

The Merits of Failure

By | March 25th, 2014|Adventure|

Danger Man was the greatest failure of my life. (And in a life as adventurous as mine, that's really saying something.) This week I entered the Don Quixote Windmill Contest, a video competition for a $10,000 prize. The hosts of the competition are looking for the Best Bad Idea. The purpose of the Quixote's Windmill Prize [...]

Top 10 Things I Love About Portland

By | July 2nd, 2013|Adventure|

I'm on a layover in Houston. This really is the armpit of America. (Or is that Cleveland? I've got a layover there, next week.) Now that I've dipped my toe back into American culture - this is my first time back in the United States for two years - I'm yearning to get back to [...]

A Fortune Without Coin

By | April 30th, 2013|Introspection|

I've got everything in the world - except money. My body is in excellent health, due to a lifetime of Yoga, juggling, and the odd bit of Parkour. My children are strong and curious. They are beautiful creatures, that I have the honor and privilege of shepherding into this world. My wife is a beauty. [...]

I’ve Lost the Traceur’s Gaze

By | December 7th, 2012|Introspection|

I don't do Parkour anymore. Parkour is, admittedly, a young man's sport. Most traceurs are teens with lithe, athletic bodies that haven't been injured yet. I got into the sport late in life, in my 30s. Luckily, I had a background in yoga, physical theater, and acrobatics. After my first round of P90X, I was [...]

Physical Commitments

By | June 18th, 2012|Introspection|

Whenever you start a period of discipline, it helps to declare your intentions to the world, I've found. I'm going on a six week binge of health and cleansing. From now until August 1, I'm going to get up every morning at 5 am. After a quick shower, I'm going to go through a P90X [...]

Pratyahara for an Active Mind

By | June 12th, 2012|Introspection|

After a decade of practicing the physical aspects of yoga, I got bored. Little did I know, the Asana is only one of the eight limbs of Ashtanga Yoga. Building my body into peak physical condition relied on an intense Yoga practice, a love of Parkour, and an 18-month love affair with P90X. After having [...]

Parkour Injury – Out for the Season

By | April 22nd, 2011|Adventure|

Parkour athletes care about their own safety much more than any bystanders could. And it's not because we fear pain, or because we are excessively scrupulous in observing the proper way of doing things. We are overly concerned with our own safety because one minor injury can take Parkour away from us for three months. [...]

Wounded flight

By | April 8th, 2011|Adventure|

“Only those who dare to fail greatly can ever achieve greatly.” -Robert F Kennedy Parkour is a young man’s sport. It is fraught with danger, and inspires me to be more dangerous than it is prudent for me to be. Sometimes, I receive my just payment for participating in danger: an injury that lays me out for weeks. There are two forms of difficulty that I must contend with; first, the rest of my body is unable to exercise, to sweat, to purge the toxins that accumulate in everyday life, all because of one minor injury off in the corner of my body. Second, my overall fitness is rapidly diminishing; where before, I was looking to gain a few inches on my dash vaults, now I know there will be three weeks of training before I can even complete one dash vault. Thanks to my injury, which is a sprained and NOT a broken ankle, I have removed myself from the ongoing challenge that is staying in shape, and relied on alcohol and ibuprofen as my painkillers. Now I must undo the damage to my gut when I am healed enough to hold a downward dog, and willing enough to reach two hundred crunches, by devoting additional hours to my days that consist of fitness and little else. I ready myself for this upcoming commitment, by hating my ghetto cane, which was cracked in two while I used the motorized shopping cart at NewSeasons. I had it askew in the basket, while my kids were enjoying this rare prospect of standing on the segue between my legs, excited to be floating above the linoleum at a new level. Did they feel this excitement the first time they were in a shopping basket? Would they tire of this transportation as soon as it became normal? […]

Amazing pants.

By | March 21st, 2011|Excellence|

Last week, I was introduced to Thunderbolt Sportswear. I’ve been hooked. These pants retail for $188. They are black, they come in a jeans cut, and the fabric is unlike anything I’ve ever seen. It is durable beyond belief, but most importantly, stretchable in every direction. I put these pants through their paces last week. First, I spent a few hours doing Parkour at Mount Tabor with some friends. (I’m the guy in blue.) [youtube=] After climbing walls, rolling in bark chips, and running 2 miles down a mountain, I am accustomed to throwing every piece of sweaty clothing into the hamper. But I wanted to see what these “jeans” were really made of. […]

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