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emery  pics for fun PhD performance psychology @paragonfitwear co-owner | #DoMore

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Every time I’ve traveled I’ve had the realization that aside from the people (and pets) in my life, everything I had that matters to me was in my brain or in my backpack. I had too much shit in my house. To many “things” in my life.
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That recurring realization led to a focused effort to declutter. A few years ago I started getting rid of a lot of my stuff. A lot of treasures that I held on to that weren’t useful to me anymore beyond the sentimental value they held. But how to get rid of things? How can I say “ok” and let go? My answer was photos. If the memory can be preserved with a photo, it’s safe to set it free.
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This is a picture of my favorite pair of shoes. They were my first purchase after finishing undergrad. I spent way too much money on them and then wore them every day for every purpose. I beat the hell out of them. They took me places. Many experiences and stories. They were my connection to the ground. They were special to me, and they didn’t always look like this - they weren’t always scarred. They earned their character. Lots of little repairs over their lifespan and the only reason I stopped wearing them was because I wore through the sole and toes the cost of full repair eventually exceeded the cost of replacement. But they lived in my closet for several years after that until I decided to document and donate. I stumbled across this photo today and felt good about the process that led me to take the pic.
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Aside from those “traveling essentials” I had in my bag plus some furniture, all my nonessentials now fit in a dedicated shoebox sized container. Decluttering my house has helped me to declutter my mind. It’s work but worth it (:

made a new friend today 🦎

Back back back. Workouts are feeling good. Weights are going up verrrry slowly. I’m feeling less fatigue during my lifts and my body comp analyzer says I’ve been making progress. It’s coming but I have a long way to go.
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You might be able to see in this video but my right clavicle is pretty wack. It pops, crunches, and slides from a (very stupid) injury in 2014 playing flag football. Trying to impress the woman who I ultimately ended up marrying (@larubes). We had just started hanging out and she invited me to play on her intramural team. My competitive streak got the best of me and I ended up in the ER. No one else was in the ER… just me lol.
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My lifts haven’t been the same since then, many of them are still at around 40-60% of what my working capacity was but I’m finding ways to challenge myself and keep this FUN.
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One of the biggest obstacles for me early on was related to learning to dissociate my ego/identity from the number engraved on the dumbbells in my hands or the size of the shirt I can (or can’t) fit in to. Strong desire to move heavy things has been both a strength and a weakness during workouts.
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A strength because I can push myself really really hard. A weakness because I have a habit of overdoing things. Learning to find the sweet spot between “not enough” and “way too much” has been hard. I’ve had a lot of injuries since I started lifting, 95% of them avoidable. I’ve had a tendency to go too fast, too heavy, too often, and try to come back too soon after an injury. I’ve been lifting for over 15 years and I’m still learning my limits. But, it’s coming. Progress. Progress.
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Gym progress is as much work on my body as it is on my mind. Perspective is dynamic and it’s something to revise and improve, just like anything else in life. There are many ways to grow 🙃
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🅱️ooty🅱️uilding w/ @larubes today. Some deadlift form work, lunges, frog pumps and hip thrusts ( thanks @bretcontreras1 ) and a few box jumps for fun. Good workout! We earned pie and wine after dinner 🍷
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Ruby and I *just* started working out together a few weeks ago... this is the first time I’ve had a regular workout partner in almost 10 years. Love it. Love her. I can already tell I’m gonna be sore tomorrow 😩😆 🍑
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A lot of my research is on motivation and exercise partners but as long as I’ve been working out and studying it I haven’t had a workout partner. Haven’t had one since undergrad. This is a good change (and it’s giving me some more research ideas💡🤔).
#workoutbuddy #paragonfitwear #domore #drivenfromwithin

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Countless hours. Pain. Sacrifice. All of it voluntary - directed toward a goal with a vision of something great. This dude puts in work. Had the pleasure of meeting @scottdennis late last month and he's such a great guy. Humble af. Competing in Olympia in just a few days - stop by his page and show some support!
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Vegas here we come. So pumped to be doing first expo with the @paragonfitwear squad. @jeffserini 's been working his ass off with logistics to make this expo happen and @johnserini just got back from a super productive trip to China to oversee manufacturing of restock and fall line. Working with an incredible team of Athletes who give life to the brand and products. We're all contributing. Building something great. Things are really coming together - and there's more on the way. Let's gooooOo fire emoji bicep high five
#olympiaexpo #olympia2017 #domore #paragonfitwear

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My brother. Today is his birthday, he would have been 40 years old.
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This is post 2 of 2. Life.
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From beginning to end of this process Shea and I talked often about motivation. We talked about legacy. We talked about purpose.
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MOTIVATION: Shea’s life was characterized by his work ethic. He worked relentlessly both with his career as a software developer (self-trained, mind you) and with passion projects like building a game development company. He was also an avid exerciser. After his cancer diagnosis his work pace only increased. Long hours, late hours. Coding. Priority #1 was to finish developing his game before he died. He got so close. 1 round of beta-testing in Apple’s TestFlight program and brought it within a month of completion.
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LEGACY: Shea wanted to be remembered for something positive. In his eyes, he was given an opportunity to set an example for others. Cancer isn’t what defined him, but it set the stage for a display of will and character that did. The day before Shea died I told him that what I would remember about him most was his drive. His passion. His relentless pursuit of his goals. His drive to be a positive force in the world. To dream big and follow through on the vision. To conjure something from nothing, turn ideas into reality. To create.
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PURPOSE: Shea, like me, was not a man of faith. I asked him what does it mean to face death without the promise of an afterlife? What does it mean for one’s life, here and now?
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He said “It means you have one shot. One life. One go. And you have to do it right.”
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That doesn’t mean you can’t make mistakes. It doesn’t mean you can’t stop and smell the roses. But it means you have to work. You have to try. You have to give a shit. You have to go all-in on making the most out of the situation you’re in. You have to take advantage of the time you have here and maximize it. Optimize it. Focus on growth, keep moving, and keep doing.
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My inspiration. Every day. I love you brother.
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DSP 1977/08/29 – 2016/02/01

My brother. Today is his birthday, he would have been 40 years old.
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This is post 1 of 2. Death.
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“In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.”
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Excerpt from Invictus inscribed on Shea’s memorial. The words captured his battle with cancer - he was dealt a bad hand but he didn’t complain. He kept moving. He kept fighting. He smiled. He joked. He loved.
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He first discovered the tumor while doing squats. The best pump ever turned out to be a tumor the size of a softball inside his glute medius. It was advanced but apparently isolated. Surgery to completely remove the muscle and part of his hip was successful - clean resection, no apparent metastases. The big downside was “you’ll likely struggle to walk again.”
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He said “fuck that.” His docs gave him a sheet with some exercises. Physical therapy to try to regain strength. He went above and beyond - within a few months he was doing deadlifts again. Pain while walking, but no limp.
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But, the cancer had spread. Surgery and radiation didn’t quite get it. It came down to chemo.
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The chemo regimen was intense. The most experienced oncologist he worked with who had more than 50 years in the field said “this is the most extreme chemotherapy I’ve seen in my career.” Not the typical 30 minute sessions once or twice a week. 8hr days for 4-5 days/wk. They said his heart could handle it, he was young and strong and it was the only way to try and kill the cancer. “We’ll bring you as close as we can to death and we’ll hope the cancer dies first.”
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That still didn’t work. Next it was a clinical trial. The experimental drugs accelerated the tumor growth in his lungs, stomach, intestines, and liver. He watched his own body decay and became increasingly aware of a mental fog that threatened what was left – his brain and mind, the only thing he had complete control over up until then.
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When you sit back and watch what your life was – your identity, the pieces of you that you use to define yourself…- slip away, piece by piece, taken from you against your will, unable to resist - you’re given a perspective that very few people can have.

Nice to break away from the desk for a minute. Calves are killing me today though! 9.6 mile loop at Indian Head/Rainbow Falls yesterday. The view was worth it ⛰ @larubes

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