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Chills and more chills.

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THIS is what makes the Seahawks unstoppable. You can't buy this kind of passion, talent. You have to believe in it and it will find you. My applause goes to the leadership team for attracting these athletes and proving to the nation that courage and heart is all it takes. Go Hawks!

Tonight I learned...

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That low tide is awesome. Falcor and I ran down to the pier, said a quick prayer, and then jetted down on the beach and back home on it the entire way. A couple of cranes, some rock jumping and puddle splashing and boom, one mile down! How rad to be grateful for the moment in the moment!? I also learned that running without a phone or watch is quite liberating! You just sort of, run. At any pace you like and it's the perfect pace because it's the one you choose. It's not one you force out because you're not going as fast as you thought you were or as fast as you wanted to, you just run. I have a feeling I'm probably farting along at a pretty slow pace, but it gives me the energy and ability to focus hard on my posture, core strength and stride. I can tell I manage my right leg much better and keep from whipping it out in the trail leg motion which I have a feeling should do wonders for me hip. And instead of putting on the pressure on my hammy's, I'm able ...

My mac says the battery won't charge.

And now I just want to eat away my emotions. And also drink them away. Is this an annual thing? Last year at this time I was post breakup with David and drank a couple of whiskeys a night. Now, it’s December again and here I am trying to come to grips with my Dad and am still aching for those whiskeys. I guess the good part is I haven’t drank whiskey in practically a month? I can’t freaking remember the last time I had one to tell you the truth. And they are SO GOOD! Okay fine, I’ll just drink red wine. We go through bottles of it here like a family of four boys goes through gallons of milk. A LOT. I’m going to find myself something to watch on the boob tube. I guess. I don’t much feel like reading. Fuck, I don’t feel like doing anything. Is it terrible that I just want to sit and stare into space? I hate social media. It’s made me a freak.  My computer says that the battery isn’t charging when I have it plugged in. I need to get this shit looked at. Perhaps this weekend I’ll ...