Walked 4 miles. Forgot to take a picture. Here, have a totally non sequitor photo of me shoveling snow.
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I had the foresight to expect Instaspam to turn into just another lousy social media stream selling me to their advertisers. So I kept all my photography here as well.

Walked 4 miles. Forgot to take a picture. Here, have a totally non sequitor photo of me shoveling snow.
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rock. trees. sun.
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I was recently listening to a podcast with Jerzy Gregorek where he was talking about our internal ‘voices’. (the Fatalist, the Master, et al) He was describing how weight lifting had awaked his internal Master… it clicked for me this morning as I went out the door. “fitness” versus “training”. Solitude. Hard work well done. My internal Master — the master of me, not a master of others — has slowly awakened these past few years and knew what I should do this morning. 20 min trail run up here, work on this one route until my hands have had enough.
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Here, take a shot of me, like, mid-laché… well, that went well.
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Spent the morning with my pal Mike breaking our brains back into human Gecko mode in prep for an upcoming thing…
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Ooooof.
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Trying to find light (as in playful) QM variations.
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quick warm-UP run, then some fingers and toes conditioning. Possible rock climbing adventure in 18 days. #100days #artdudeplacement
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I don’t know why Deadpool’s catch-phrase has stuck with me… but it has. If you meet me in person, you’ll find I’m almost always wearing this little reminder, “maximum effort / effort maximal”. For me it means put in the maximum effort *now* which leads to *long term* success. …and so, out the door for another run. https://constantine.name/100days
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