Squeeze 

On the bus. At lunch. During a boring meeting. Squeeze the words out when and where you can.  Like a breast full of milk that becomes stiff if the baby doesn’t nurse, so do we become stiff and immovable if we do not write. Words can bind us up if we don’t get them...

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Say Hello

It takes no effort whatsoever to look up make eye contact with someone and say hello. Instead of staring down at the concrete as you’re walking to your bus make an effort look over at the person walking towards you, connect with them, and just say hello. You could even do the little nod...

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Squirrels And Onions

Not writing when you feel the need to write is like adding all of the layers of an onion back onto the onion one at a time with super glue.  Then the onion becomes much more difficult to peel the next time around. Sometimes you forget about a layer. Sometimes you can’t remember the...

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My Philosophy On Seat Racing

The goal of seat racing is not to win your seat race. Blasphemy. But how do you expect to make the boat if you aren’t trying to win? The problem is you are focusing on what’s good for you and  not what’s good for the team. Most of us don’t understand that seat racing...

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The Call

I can feel it still. I see video of myself rowing when I was in my prime. I can feel the impulse, the rhythm, the power. I don’t row much at all anymore. I’m on the water coaching too many hours of the day to have the energy to get out and put in...

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Dodgeball

When I was in first grade I was a major tomboy. Not really a surprise considering I grew up with two older brothers that I was either in competition with, being chased by, or being taught sneaky tricks to win a game. In gym class we would occasionally have a substitute teacher. Most of us...

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Replaceable

Let’s recount the past three weeks of life as context: car accident resulting in a totaled car and severe whiplash. Missed work. Miss job interviews. Botched spring break for my wife. Fear when driving through intersections on a daily basis. Two ER visits. A torn rotator cuff. Wearing an f-ing sling on my arm...

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