Trippy video aside, I love this tune. Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers’ “Runnin Down a Dream” boasts what I need in a gym song:
- Up tempo and rockin’
- Motivational lyrics
“I’m runnin’ down a dream” has in essence been my path in this fitness journey, marching on toward a goal out far ahead. It also offers a bit of lighter fare in my workout playlist, which tends to be dominated by hard rock and metal.
You know what’s exciting? Doing a lot of different stuff.
I’m blessed right now to have plenty going on, and for me that’s roughly necessary to keep me out of trouble. Yes, that means the blog isn’t the hyper-priority at all times, but it also means my life is fuller than perhaps it ever has been before. That’s cool to me.
I’m learning a lot about IT, faith, life and more. Those lessons are paying dividends, even if the lessons are repeats. (It happens.)
Hence the title of this post. My life skillset is expanding, and that’s neat. It’s also terrifying and oddly painful, but I suppose that’s par for the course. The toughest and most valuable skill to learn — heh … toughest and most valuable, all in one — is simply learning how to learn. How do I encounter a new challenge, assess it and then take it down?
I’ll let you know. 😀
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
Without the sacrifice — done so willingly because of their profound belief in what those words say and what those words mean — of so many throughout this country’s history, we would not be able to live up to those amazing words.
Thank you. God bless you.
Rest in peace.
I’ve written before about songs that motivate me in the gym. The biggie remains the thumping, epic “Atlas, Rise!” by Metallica, but it’s not alone.
An oldie but goodie for me has long been “The Fire” by The Roots featuring John Legend. Check it:
It’s gotta have a groove, and the lyrics need to be aggressive and uplifting. I don’t work out to gentle piano tunes or soft acoustic grooves. I work out to music that gets the blood pumping.
It’s the fire. Inside you. Let it burn.
That line is awesome, it gets me rolling every time I hear it. I thrive on music in the gym, on the energy it can provide. I enter my own little nutty world, where I make faces and fight against myself to be stronger. The music beats along with my heart, pushing me further.
Let it burn.
Simple, yet powerful words.
If then you have been raised with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things that are above, not on things that are on earth. For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God. When Christ who is your life appears, then you also will appear with him in glory. -Colossians 3:1-4
Look beyond your pain, look beyond your frustration, look beyond even your sin. Look beyond it all, and dwell simply on what is above.
It’s a nice sounding idea, isn’t it? But how does one do this? What are the steps to “setting our minds on things that are above?” I know I’ve lately done a bad job of it, perhaps a very bad job in fact.
It always begins in the Word for me. I’ve been lax with that lately, and as usual, a few weeds sprout up in the garden. But it will be pruned, and I will grow.
Not the cleanest week for me nutritionally or athletically. Life conspires against us sometimes, doesn’t it? I want each day to be a home run, and when I strike out, I tend to throw up my hands and abandon the rest of the week. But that’s foolishness.
The key is to fight through, like a running back working for the extra yard at the goalline. Just keep pushing.
Listen to my boy Conor McGregor, maybe the baddest dude alive. He’ll tell you the truth.
Amen. Doubt creeps in for me when my effort or focus drops below the acceptable level. If I’m pushing the pace as I should be, everything else falls into line.
Tomorrow is a new day.
I’ve been wondering — would any of you care for some fiction ’round these parts? I don’t have any definitive plans, but a couple short story ideas have bounced around my head for a few weeks and this is, after all, my blog.
I suspect they’d end up being about growth in a moral sense, but beyond that, I don’t know. It’d be a fun change of pace and a way to expand my horizons a little too. I love writing about the gym and faith, but doing so consistently gets a little tricky. I don’t want any of this to become rote, if possible.
Some short stories might be a nice way to add some spice.
Thoughts? Leave comments on the Facebook post if you got ’em.
This is yet another song post, because I find myself musically driven right now. I love a powerful vocal and a strong lyric. I admire a great guitar lick and am moved by powerful piano. I love music.
Lately, I’ve been all about Chris Cornell’s music. I wrote about “Like a Stone” the other night, but today the song in my head and heart is “I am the highway.” Why? Not really sure, but the overall experience is moving me.
You probably saw this.
There are times when the Devil starts to convince me the world isn’t so bad. After all, I have a great family, great friends, cool job, a wonderful church … nah. It’s not so bad. Might as well get comfortable, maybe let my guard down … yeah. It’s not so bad.
That’s a lie. The world is full of what happened today in Manchester, England. This is all the world knows, all it barters in. Pain. Suffering. Sadness. Disbelief.
We, as Christians, know that we do not belong here. But as Paul tells us so eloquently, we have an incredible mission to complete while we’re here:
For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. -Philippians 1:21
We should shed tears over what happened today. A broken world is worthy of such anguish. But, perhaps even more importantly, we should be galvanized to finish the mission set out for us.
The world needs to know about Jesus Christ. That task falls on our shoulders, to tell family members, friends, coworkers, strangers and even the people sworn to oppose His name.
This I know: The Gospel is forever powerful and effective.
Today was a good day — I hope it was for you as well.
I’ll be writing longer pieces this week — at least I hope — but for now, I want to leave you with a powerful reminder of the sacrifices made by those who came before us in the faith.
Our history matters.