For decades, running and I shared a mutual disdain.
Despite countless attempts to sweeten the deal—with the latest podcasts, the catchiest tunes, or the most scenic routes—running hated me, and I hated running.
For decades, running and I shared a mutual disdain.
Despite countless attempts to sweeten the deal—with the latest podcasts, the catchiest tunes, or the most scenic routes—running hated me, and I hated running.
That popular saying, “If it’s not a hell yes, it’s a no,” sounds like a no-brainer.
Saying no to the “meh” saves you time and energy for the things that really light your fire.
“Climb the mountain! Discover the breathtaking views!”
That’s the sales pitch from self-help gurus, promising a journey of personal transformation, with the summit symbolizing our highest potential.
I spent the last two weeks in the remote wilderness of Botswana.
This wasn’t just a safari. It was an immersion into the untamed natural world. During our time, we were surrounded by wild dogs, lions, leopards, hippos, elephants, and everything else in between.