Burn the ships

Orlando Airport South entrance expansion


(photo: Destroy the bridges to life-long excuses and regrets.)

Does “burn the ships” mean anything?

Got to spend a few minutes talking with a fellow (neighbor a mile away) middle-aged runner yesterday.

Years ago in our first encounter we realized we had met before and after a few minutes we came to the same conclusion. We met at a Chrysler Conference at Disney’s Contemporary Resort were he was an attendee and guess who was the keynote speaker?

Shared the retirement news and told him if he ever wanted a great speaker…

He said yes.

It’s gettin’ real.

Burn the ships.

Make it impossible to stop exercising. Burn your excuses. No turning back.

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True Confession?

Jack In Lane 8, In Finland
Jack In Lane 8, In Finland

If you promise not to call me names, I’ll tell you my true confession. Promise?

Since August 2009, I’ve gained nearly ten pounds.

New readers may not know that after ten years of focused effort to bring my health metrics in line, I had the honor of representing the United States in the 2009 Master’s Track and Field World Championships, in Finland.

So now that the big goal – the motivational carrot – is no longer in front of me, I’ve digressed.

This happens to everyone.

The gift from all of this? ┬áIt has increased (if that’s even possible) my conviction that an impossible goal is the only one that will work.

Have you ever thought about that? I mean the impossible goal part?

Then perhaps we can journey and endeavor together, to make 2010 a great and healthy year. Who’s in?