Hello again NYC. Glorious weather over here!
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Hello again NYC. Glorious weather over here!
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Food first, then off to East River Park.
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Post-training cafe play at Manny’s in Brooklyn. The Lancaster Parkour post-training chocolate milk tradition continues!
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Creme Brulee doughnut… waaaaaaaaaaaaaaat. yummy.
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In the bag. What an awesome group of people. Spirit all around…. what heart!!
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When I left, the search for my replacement took a long time. Much longer than I’d have preferred, and to an eventually unsatisfactory conclusion for everyone involved, I believe. I contented myself with the knowledge that my skill set was sufficiently wide in breadth and complex in nature that I was hard to replace. I used this to buoy my ego. ALthough I had sympathy for the people I was leaving, and the one I left in my stead, it felt good to be needed and wanted, and I was proud that I could fill that role like no one else we’d found.
Such is the folly of the unwise, I’m afraid.
~ Matt Simmons from, «http://www.standalone-sysadmin.com/blog/2013/02/and-when-you-gaze-long-into-an-infrastructure-the-infrastructure-will-gaze-back-into-you/»
Note to self: Hang out with Matt more and listen to what he has to say.
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NO. SLEEP. ‘TIL BROOKLYN!!!!!!!
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Growing old sucks.
~ unknown
But it is much better than the alternative.
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http://www.quietrev.com/manifesto/
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The Quiet Revolution: Have you ever read the book Quiet by Susan Cain? Here’s . . . well, her next project? a companion project? you decide.
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In each of the situations above, I had sorted myself into a category, or felt like I had been sorted…and then panicked when I didn’t fit or wanted to get out. It turns out, I was the one doing the sorting, not my family or friends. It was pressure I had been putting on myself: I struggled with losing my identity that I THOUGHT I needed to have, that I thought others had of me.
~ Steve Kamb from, Ditch The Sorting Hat. Choose Your Own Adventure!
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