Just chatting about how much their backs hurt. #dadlife
40 minutes on the bike this morning. Wednesday I absolutely crushed my legs during that hour ride. I needed the exertion but yesterday I could barely get out of bed. This morning I decided to use the ride to stretch instead of cripple. I'll be back to a crippling ride tomorrow :-)
No podcast this morning. I decided to soak in the ambient noise, focus on the sights, sounds, and feel of the ride. As I pedaled through my neighborhood, I saw my neighbors cat perched in the window trying to get a glimpse of the outside world. I could hear crickets and birds and frogs all chatting loudly with each other, the whir of people's air conditioning units, and water being forced through sprinkler heads as I glided through the neighborhood. The closer I traveled to U.S. 19 I could hear cars, and trucks drowning out the wildlife. I took my first spill this morning on this bike. I could feel the momentum going over the handle bars and recognize that I could not catch myself, so I just embraced it, rolling down the bank of a ditch on U.S. 19. Luckily, I did not go down on the pavement. My fault of course. My center of gravity was off as I rode toward the ditch looking to make the attached picture for today's post. It's all good, no injury and a reminder that I'm alive.
Recognizing the quiet and wildlife had been drowned out by the busyness of society my mind started wandering to the fact that I live in two world's. I live in the one you live in and then I live in a world filled with violence and perfection. There's a soft blurred line drawn between the two. I often hear people say "You have to leave work at work". I chuckle when I hear that. I chuckle because it's either coming from someone who is trying like hell to do just that or it's coming from someone who has no idea what it's like to live in that world. A world where day in and day out your focus is on evil and perfection. Your focused on evil because you live in those moments of violence trying to capture the evil and perfection because you can't screw it up. The lines are blurry because try as you may leaving work at work is a very difficult thing to do when your mind has been tattooed with evil...
Week number 2 of #fridayintroductions
we have our fearless leader @akline25
Adam brings so much fun to the team. You can probably consider him a part time farmer 👨🏼🌾 since his backyard garden is almost always booming with veggies! On his off days from running the show here, you can find him nurturing his garden as well as his two kids and furkids, watching anything related to the #clevelandcavaliers
🏀, trying new craft beers, inching closer and closer to being a grill master, or spending time with family👨👩👦👦. And if you’re lucky, you can hear him drop a joke or two #dadlife
If you’ve had the pleasure of interacting with Adam, let us know below by giving him a wave 👋🏻!
The stiff-leg deadlift: is a resistance exercise that targets your hip and trunk extensors, which include the gluteus maximus and hamstring muscles and the erector spinae and deep spinal muscles, respectively. -
Performing the stiff-leg deadlift regularly -- two to three times per week -- will strengthen the involved muscles, enabling them to function effectively and potentially preventing hip, thigh and lower-back injuries. The exercise may also help prevent or minimize lower-back pain.
(Credit to livestrong.com) #duespaid
TGIF drinks with the homeslice
When dad turns up to sports day them steals him after to go seaside 😏😎💪 to cool for school 😉 #dadlife
Ever been there ☝️ but boy oh boy is this ever accurate. Thank you Lord for my adversities, for I get to grow and learn from them and rely on you for strength and perspective.
Be the captain of your fate, the master of your desires, the lord of your goals and the king of your craft
Remembering I am passionate and compassionate, that no one is above or beneath me. My last training session taught me that the only person I have to prove myself to, is the person I was last week.
Don’t even do it for you, do it for the future you. That guy will look back and appreciate the effort you took today🤘🏾
There are so many roadworks happening in our area at the moment. Detour Detour detour! . .
There are no cars, but for a car lover, or construction lover, this set works fabulously with the cars and trucks that they already have. A great way to introduce more road play [ oops - I mean ROLE play! ] . .
This GOKI construction set is everything! This photo is not even half of the set. The three road workers have everything they need to work on that one stretch of road for weeks. From a cement mixer, broom, signs and of course witches hats. All with fabulous . . www.lucasloevscars.com.au ❤️🚗
WE really DO care, Mrs M.T! ~Empathy is a beautiful human feeling. Parents flee with their babies because sometimes it’s a matter of life or death, or of desperation and hope. My Serbian family was very lucky, they lived. On September the 9th, 1995, they became refugees. What is happening in the USA at the moment, absolutely breaks my heart. True story. “As the evening drew closer, the shelling eased off a little bit. My family decided to spend the night in our house instead of in the cellar. They say that at this point they were still hoping that this offensive would end very soon. Perhaps they had hoped that the Forces were shelling our village just to frighten them, as part of their fearmongering tactics.
Hope, in the toughest times, is a very dangerous thing, it can make one become very complacent.
Never the less, my father asked my mum to phone everyone in the village to let them know that dad had brought his lorry in, just in case.” “On the 9th of September, at the first light of dawn, the shelling intensified. This is when everyone knew that they had to flee. They had to run to save their lives. The shells were no longer falling into the neighbouring villages; they were now falling directly into our village.
My parents, and all of the people there, found themselves in an unimaginable pain and disbelief. They had to save their children. They had to leave everything behind, everything that they had worked for, everything that they, themselves, had built from scratch. They had to leave their haven. There was no time to waste.
My father asked my mum to try and pack as much food as she possibly could...” I didn’t see them for weeks. I got separated from them. I didn’t see my father for two months, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. Empathy is a beautiful feeling. We should all practice it more. Welcome your refugees and buy them blankets, nappies, sanitary products...Please just help. #empathy #parenthood #momlife #dadlife #mum #dad #mom #refugees #life #truestory #motherhood #fatherhood #worldrefugeeday #compassion #wellness #peace #love #human #usa #mindfulness #safety #babies #children #mother #father #donate #keepfamiliestogether #writer