Day 3 on the Camino was 35 km on the narrow path. Through rugged hills and quiet forests we trekked, meeting people from all over the world. Andreas told us of his faith in numerology, Phil regaled us with stories from his Appalachian Trail hike and his journey in veganism, and David told us the secrets of the Camino. We all having one thing in common on this pilgrimage. We are all searching.
That is why we choose the narrow path. The way is difficult and hard to find, but it leads to life!
Day 2 on the Camino was everything thing I ever wanted it to be and more. We set off with the intention of doing 15 km and breaking for lunch. We met up with Carina and Johannes from Germany and ate up 30 km in a single push. As we crested mountains we talked of everything from spirituality to our goals and dreams in life.
The Camino takes away all the filters and masks people hide behind and is a glorious pilgrimage that accepts everyone! A truly indelible St. Patrick’s Day 🇮🇪☘️
Day 1 on the Camino was undulating, wet, stormy, and wild.
It’s incredible just how much northern Spain looks like Ireland. We pushed through to finish out the day with 21 km of tough hiking. Getting caught in a hailstorm in the dark with no lights was the highlight.
Sleep will be welcomed.
Seven years ago I clicked a button on a running website that said "Connect with runners in your area." Tim's was the first face I saw. I was newly sober and going through a divorce. I was working through some deep hurts in my life and desperately trying to find my place in this world. In a time when I felt abandoned, this guy showed up, looked me in the eyes and said, "I'm with you!" When I had nowhere to live, I slept on his sofa. When I had no food, he and his wife Rachel always had a place at their table for me. Back then I had NO idea how he would end up shaping my life for the better. -
During these years he has been a mentor, friend, confidante, counsellor, and brother. We have run together, climbed mountains (both figuratively and literally) together, played music together, spoken at conferences together, eaten boatloads of sushi together, laughed together and cried together. We have championed each others victories and grieved each others darkest hours. His selflessness, sacrifice, and encouragement has given me wings to accomplish more than I ever dreamt I could. -
His birthday may have been last week, but tonight is the official celebration as he's visiting Paris for a few days. And check this: it coincided with the At-The-Drive-In show we saw tonight. They blew our minds and added yet another lifetime memory to a friendship I can't imagine a life without.
Love you, Tim.
Sometimes you gotta get off the fence, and swing for the fence!
Today was my first run in over two weeks. I took some time off to rest, reflect, and prioritise. These past few days I started to even doubt if I’d ever run strongly again. The murmurings inside my head—coupled with low level anxiety—left me with little confidence in my ability to explore outdoors the way I love to. -
The voice of doubt (or as I call it, the voice of satan) robs individuals—and the world—of so many great things. How many meaningful projects or acts of beauty never come to fruition because of doubt? If you’re “thinking” about committing to something, why are you still not chasing after your goal? Stop thinking about it and just do it! That book you’ve always wanted to write, start writing. The weight loss program you’re too afraid to start, get out that door. The play you want to audition for, get after it. That goal that’s only a seed in your mind, make it happen. You may not succeed or it may not go the way you planned. But it might just change your life in the process. -
Sometimes you gotta get off the fence, and swing for the fence! •
I was a month shy of my 13th birthday when this kid entered my world. I was protective of him then. I’m protective of him now.
When Seán was small, he was perpetually curious. Always listening, absorbing, mimicking. By the time he was 10 he had a finely tuned riposte and could hold his nerve as an entertainer in front of a dozen adults.
When he was in his teens, he took after me and started drumming. Years later on a trip home from England, he showed me his drum room. “Ok, lil bro, show me what ya got.” When he was done shredding a QOTSA and SOAD song, I knew the student had become the master. Then I took him to London to see Tool for the first time. He still likes to berate me for staying drinking at the bar whilst an up-and-coming support band called Mastodon were playing.
And now? I guess everyone knows who he is. But to me he’s always been (and always will be) my little brother. Many people gauge success in life by how high up the ladder you can climb. I’ve gauged his success not by the heights he has scaled, but how he has reached down to raise up those around him.
Celebrating 28 years of you today, Seán. Happy birthday!
My running this year hasn’t started the way I’d planned. I’ve been trying to push through lethargy but each run is lacklustre and a struggle. I’ve decided to take a few weeks off to let my body recuperate and to allow the passion to return.
Running is a huge part of who I am but it doesn’t define me. My worth is not based on performance or achievement. Sometimes it’s vital to hit the reset button and take a break. 📷: Dylan.
“I've learned that fear limits you and your vision. It serves as blinders to what may be just a few steps down the road for you. The journey is valuable, but believing in your talents, your abilities, and your self-worth can empower you to walk down an even brighter path.” Soledad O'Brien