Grad. School.

I used to have grand ideas about my education.  When I was a kid, my mom took me to see Notre Dame (South Bend…not Paris) and I was in love.  The old buildings, the manicured lawns, the stadium, the latin, it all just oozed this idea that moguls, and leaders, and world dominance were born … More Grad. School.

Schoolin’. Life.

If you’re interested in knowing what I will be doing for the next 75 days…this is pretty much it (although somehow I doubt there will be Spanish subtitles running underneath me…the meat locker workouts, however, are totally part of my plan). I’m going to make this story short. Two girlfriends and I went to see … More Schoolin’. Life.

More.

Yeah, yeah, I know I just said I was feeling so great and stress-free.  That’s still the case but I’m having a day. I think I’m supposed to be doing more.  More what, exactly?  I don’t have any idea.  I have fleeting thoughts, of course, grandiose ideas…but they pass and I’m still stuck feeling like … More More.