triathlon – zentriathlete

10 Jun

Pressure Is Not the Enemy — Unbounded Pressure Is

And when the thief of comparison slips in, when someone else’s perception tries to overwrite my own lived truth, it disrupts the small glimmers of joy I’ve earned. Confidence wavers. Sentience blurs. Navigating that monster — and the smaller monsters orbiting it — carries a cost I still don’t...

30 May

Driving From the Rearview: A Stoic Field Note on Discernment, Pressure, and the Work of Staying Human

The Moment I Didn’t Want to Have (Temperance) The moment that stopped me wasn’t dramatic. It was my 10‑year‑old asking, “Can you get me a drink?” A simple request. A normal one. The kind a kid her age should feel

20 Apr

2021 – April 12 – Triathlon, ego, communication, paradoxes (reworked)

By #ZT
In Personal Reflections & Check-ins, 2021 Check-ins
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paradoxand More One of the central paradoxes of communication is: “What was said , what was heard , and what was meant rarely ever match , leaving a tremendous gap in much of human communication.” This was pretty straight forward

29 Jan

Premeditatio malorum (2) – my practice and thoughts

What is – Premeditatio malorum? A definition of sorts to start Premeditatio malorum : “The exercise of imagining things that could go wrong or be taken away from us. It helps us prepare for life’s inevitable setbacks. We don’t always

23 Nov

20230403 – VLOG post re-FORMAT

Responded to a question from a friend – To love only what happens…no greater harmony. Subtitles – Raw unedited All right good morning it is April 3rd that means it’s Monday and I thought I would respond to a friend

12 Nov

RearView Glimpse – Something important to me

“Remind yourself that your task is to be a good human being; remind yourself what nature demands of people. Then do it, without hesitation, and speak the truth as you see it. But with kindness. With humility. Without hypocrisy.” Marcus

29 Oct

Some Recent Thoughts

By #ZT
In 2024 Check-ins, Personal Reflections & Check-ins
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Years ago, I was introduced to this trail during the season when the waning remnants of snowfall were still along the Crimson Trail. Unbeknownst to me, a friend and simple hero to me, was waiting to capture this moment on

25 Oct

FB – follow up – why not “Thanksgiving?

This stems back to when I was about 6/7/8 years old as I first learned about the pilgrims. It didn't align with events shared in texts outside of the secular textbooks - origin stories of 1715 and 1620-ish weren't aligning.