“The next time you’re faced with something that’s unexpected, unwanted and uncertain, consider that it just may be a gift.” Stacey Kramer
So many times I find myself looking back at events in my life and realizing this very thing. Events that seemed to be the end of the world, turned out to be absolute blessings. But Stacey Kramer says it best when she describes the gift that
keeps on giving.
If you don’t invest much time and emotion, then defeat doesn’t hurt and winning is not exciting.
Diana Nyad non prescription viagra asks this question, “What will you do with this wild, precious life?”, in her TED Talk. While she describes her harrowing attempt to swim from Cuba to the United States, she challenges viewers to think about their lives. She challenges viewers to do more. What are you going to do with your life? If… Read more →
When Dave Cornthwaite first told me about viagra prices his upcoming 1000 mile adventure, I doubted. Doubting is not something I do often. In general I believe that anything is possible. But, swimming 1000 miles? As a swimmer, that one seemed near impossible and Dave had assured me that he was not a swimmer. Now, as he and his team… Read more →
Written By Ann Brennan, Senior Editor The Next Challenge was originally posted in January of 2013 but I felt that halfway through the year is a good time to reexamine this challenge. What can you change in thirty days? Having just completed my first Ironman, I am in danger of heading into that phase that Dave Cornthwaite spoke about last… Read more →
We have taught our children this last lesson through soccer. We have explained to them over the years that if you do not shoot, you will not score. We have explained that even when it looks like there is no shot, it is worth shooting anyway because there is always the chance that it will go in.
For now I need to deal with my new identity. I’ve been recognized as ‘The Swimmer’ since August 10th. My wetsuit and goggles have defined me. Now, with the same body and the same overly hairy head and face I’m being regarded with suspicion on city streets and in cafes. I look vaguely like a tramp. The lack of a wetsuit means I’m no longer instantly unique. I’m just a regular, shabby-looking guy desperately in need of scissors.