Prior to the birth of my little girl, I spoke to a work colleague how I would fit my gym routine around my soon to be changing life.
“Oh you won’t have time for all that anymore,” they said in an almost self-satisfied manner.
The gym has been part of my life for over 15 years and to say its something I wouldn’t be doing anymore was like saying I wouldn’t be doing any breathing anymore – it just was not an option – I wasn’t going to sit back with TV, comfort eating and a dadbod (vomit..) Continue reading “The fit father”
Around the beginning of November last year I set myself the objective to be squat 120kg one rep max by the end of January 2018.
My one rep max at the time was 105kg, which I would say I performed with a “faltering” form. The pressure of my weight pushed my back and shoulders too far forward when squatting that I imagine if I had upped the weight it would have looked like I was doing a good morning.
Video of a good morning weight exercise.
Because I underestimated the difficulty to maintain good form (even for what seems like a measly extra 15kg) and remembering that I was running the No Ego Challenge in March, I failed to achieve my January objective. Continue reading “120kg squat”
My dad joked when my daughter was born “Facebook has replaced the newspaper for announcements”
It was a statement I couldn’t help think and laugh about (perhaps inappropriately) when I read about the premature death of a former work colleague.
The Internet is supposed to bring us closer together, I can read hundreds of unsolicited opinions on the President across the pond paying off a hooker; yet it took over a year for someone who I knew, someone who lived about 20 miles away was no longer of this Earth.
A part of me can’t believe that not one person said to me “James were you aware…”
I only realised after another ex-colleagues, made a one-year anniversary reflection post. I had been living my life to miss the news first time around and I thought what I was doing to miss this; I think I was worrying about some problem at work… insignificant in the scheme of life.
I couldn’t help see the bitter irony that as one family mourned the end of a life, my wife and myself were overjoyed and preparing for the baby scheduled to come into our life.
As a reflex I texted a dozen friends and family members sending my love and asking how they were doing. It’s funny how death sucker punches you in the face making you appreciate who you do have.
The disappointing thing about not knowing was it came off like I did not cared, I cared… Continue reading “The sense of it all”
Recently I had the pleasure of running the No Ego Challenge, a delightful five mile trail race that starts at 6.30pm. Because of this noticeable caveat, it is pitch black, therefore a head torch is not a luxury, but a must to run.
As it was my first race in almost two years, No Ego was a new challenge, where I couldn’t predict how I would perform.
The darkness was a unique challenge making it difficult to see what was underfoot and I had fresh concerns about old injuries wondering if my plantar fasciitis coming back to bite me in the… foot.
The good news is I am writing this post, so I returned and am not still wondering about Dalby Forest lost. No Ego was a race where I learned about the importance of mental grit. Continue reading “No ego, No quit, No hate”
Several years ago my life was a mess, despite ambition and a strong work ethic, I saw little to no results.
With hindsight my priorities were out of order I was volunteering for an environmental charity where I was focused on trying to make the world better. This was not making life better and I was a burden to those who loved me the most.
This made me realise there is no point trying to change the world when I can’t even change my own life.
The next day I quit working for the charity, vowing to sort myself out. Continue reading “Out of step (with the world)”
It took nearly seven months before I decided to publish on the Manifesto of Perfection again, the place I recorded my thoughts and opinions of all things self-improvement.
Last week I marked my return, where for the first time ever I featured work that wasn’t my own – a beautiful poem by Charles Bukowski ‘So you want to be a writer?’
I can’t promise it will change your life or anything, but it reminded me why I enjoy writing – expressing oneself, relieving stress, someone appreciates your work, the natural inspiration process, artistic integrity. I knew it was time to return.
Continue reading “Slight return”
So you want to be a writer
by Charles Bukowski
if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
searching for words,
don’t do it. Continue reading “So you want to be a writer?”
Many of us setting goals severely underestimate the value of our potential and our ability to aim higher.
By the low expectations we have and the lack of self-belief in ourselves mean we are living a life of constant underachievement.
We seethe in the corner as people we perceive as ‘arrogant’ get all the breaks – all the power, all the wealth and all the success. We dwell on those people – and think “they haven’t paid their dues.” But the over confident have something in common, which we can learn from – the ability to aim higher.
It’s time to stop selling ourselves short.
Continue reading “Aim Higher”
Today I am pleased to announce that I have done my first post my first collaboration post with Angie over at Confessions of an Awakened Youth – a blog focused on blog focuses on self-improvement, mental and physical wellness, and spirituality.
For this collaboration, we challenged ourselves to write a post on a set topic – our focus was on “Getting over the fear of failure.”
Here is my effort below. Please let me know any thoughts and comments below and don’t forgot to check out Angie’s work afterwards (link at the bottom)
Continue reading “Life Experience: a natural cure to get over fear of failure”
I read a rather interesting post that took a bit of a self-deprecating tone about blogging.
Along with the feeling of insignificance that no one was reading their work, one of the authors concerns was that by blogging they were not contributing anything new.
From what I remember of the post they even said something like “I could just be another self-improvement blog passing on the same information.”
The reason it took me a year to start a blog was partly because I wanted to do something new and different. Continue reading “Originality”