Make this clickable line audible before you begin to read!

The competitive nature of any human functioning with others drives me nuts. I grew up wondering why so many humans wanted to watch sports. Why watch someone be awesome when you could be awesome yourself?

I didn’t realize my context. My reality.

I’ve gone 40 years mostly that way as if I was observing the experiment. . . .

I have figured out a way to incorporate the best way I am awesome with cardio. It keeps your biology functioning – my son doesn’t know what choir is, to all the moms of musicians out there. He’s a musician in that he has a voice. . .

I want to be able to do what I did this afternoon with others because it’s a good thing to do. I have an important anniversary coming up that I am quite earnestly commited to because our reason is formed from our memories . (Madness by Nosteratu and Ophidian)want my relationships to have the kind of interactions that understand how much I’m willing to risk and why (Just Like This by Coldplay and The Chainsmokers). Since this being alive thing is a full experience, I’m aiming as high as I can!

That’s my beloved Schwinn with my keyboard behind it. I’ve been experimenting with warrm ups and how they are influenced by cardio. If you are a singer who has an insight or wants to start a choir cardio spin class that will go on missions…. we agree on something? I’m not sure how the fire made from the ingredients of heart health and music is going to continue its burn until it can no more.

I watched the Bluehost “how to do SEO” video right as I started this entry. The content was geared towards being the best – we can’t all be Michelangelos. I don’t like the feeling, the focus, of competition. At the same time why not strive for an ideal. I beg to challenge that when we compete we are no longer striving for an ideal. So, how can a system based on competition get the point of effort/work?

However, I was told I am unique and different just like everyone else by someone who I would hope would be able to explain me differently. I don’t think either of us knew how to think of the other. We agreed on collective climaxes of sorts.