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A story…
There was once a man who lived at the edge of an ordinary suburb, the kind with cul-de-sacs, tidy lawns, and mailboxes that all looked the same. From his back porch, though, he could see a ribbon of woods. A thin line. Nothing special. But for him, it was a doorway. Every morning, before the…
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The Super Power!
Lately, there’s been a lot of conversation in our house about how to navigate school while living with ADHD. The student at the center of those talks is bright, curious, and deeply self-aware, someone who reads about their own diagnosis and shares what they learn with confidence. Hearing them describe what it feels like inside…
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Mental fitness?
The other day at work I caught myself saying, “I’m just drained.” Not physically but mentally. The work I do is all brain, and sometimes it feels like my mind just can’t push anymore. I joked with a co-worker, “It’s easy to know what to do to keep your body fit, but how do we…
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That Feeling
I’ve always loved living in destinations. The coast, the mountains, the wide-open spaces, each one has given me “that feeling”: centered, at peace, alive. On the water, it was skimming across endless waves or chasing friends along winding channels.In the mountains, it was the quiet zen of mountain biking through trails, a rhythm I’ve carried…
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We do not live forever…
This morning, I set out on my paddleboard across our community lake, a little ritual I’ve come to love for starting the day with intentional movement. There’s something about being out there early: the water calm, the world still waking, my body grounding into the board as I move with the flow. It’s magic, subtle…
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You Can Do Anything… But Not Everything
My dad once told me: “You can do anything – just not everything.”Lately, my movement practice has me wondering if I’ve forgotten that. I’ve built this intentionally: a tool for just about any situation. Even writing that list makes me laugh – wtf, that’s a lot of stuff. I love that my practice is adaptable.…
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Honor, respect, inspire, dream
The other day, I was in a meeting, sharing a technical solution with a department head and his team. We presented something that worked, that really met their needs. When they asked for a few extra features, we delivered, and it made them smile. I said something like, “That’s white glove service,” nodding to the…
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The foundation…
There’s an irony I’ve been sitting with lately. Back when I ran my bike shop, we sold some beautiful bikes, custom wheelsets, custom builds, high dollar gear that made your heart race just looking at them. And I loved that. There’s something special about good gear. The craftsmanship. The performance. The quality. But here’s the…
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We all have gifts…
Yesterday started with a simple phrase I say to myself each morning:“May all beings be free, in good health, at peace, content, and with joy.”It centers me. Helps me remember that I’m not here just to do, I’m here to feel and connect. Then I reflect on a few moments from the day before that…
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Presence over perfection
This morning, something told me to skip the screen time and get on the water. I poured my coffee into a Ben & Jerry’s mug – didn’t think much of it at first. But it kind of matched the way I felt. A little off. A little human. A little nostalgic, even. We recently visited…
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Jetski? Yeah of course it is fun :)
This past weekend I got back on a jet ski. Not the stand-up kind I used to ride in my 20s, those wild, physical, carve-your-own-path machines I loved back in the day and still do. However, this time it was the sit-down version, because this time, it wasn’t just about me. It was about family,…
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Isn’t that kind of like cheating?
This past Saturday, my wife and I rode 15 miles of pure singletrack through the foothills of North Carolina on our e-mountain bikes. It. Was. Magic. And yet – still, we hear the same thing:“Isn’t that kind of like cheating?” Let me offer a perspective. In a time when it’s totally normal to spend 10+…
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It’s Not about the Bike… Or is it?
There’s a long-standing debate: Is life about collecting stuff, or collecting experiences? Most of the time, we’re told to choose. But for me, the two have always been connected. When I was a kid, my dad introduced me to a mini bike. It felt like magic — this mechanical wonder sparked something in me: curiosity,…
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