Amen

CultFit

Master the art of living

The person who is a master in the art of living

makes little

distinction between their work and their play,

their labor and their leisure, their mind and their body,

their education and their recreation,

their love and their religion.

They hardly know which is which.

They simply pursue their version of excellence and grace in whatever they do,

leaving others to decide whether they are working

or playing.

To them, they are always doing both.

The Plan-

The Workout-

A big thanks to all of you who went for a nice relaxing Walk with us yesterday.

Now its time to do some honest Work.  Here’s the deal peeps and if this message conveys a hint of sarcasm and old man cantankerous-ness (new word we just created)?  Deal with it, the truth hurts.  Not once in your life have you done a…

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Author: brokenbrilliant

I am a long-term multiple (mild) Traumatic Brain Injury (mTBI or TBI) survivor who experienced assaults, falls, car accidents, sports-related injuries in the 1960s, '70s, '80s, and '90s. My last mild TBI was in 2004, but it was definitely the worst of the lot. I never received medical treatment for my injuries, some of which were sports injuries (and you have to get back in the game!), but I have been living very successfully with cognitive/behavioral (social, emotional, functional) symptoms and complications since I was a young kid. I’ve done it so well, in fact, that virtually nobody knows that I sustained those injuries… and the folks who do know, haven’t fully realized just how it’s impacted my life. It has impacted my life, however. In serious and debilitating ways. I’m coming out from behind the shields I’ve put up, in hopes of successfully addressing my own (invisible) challenges and helping others to see that sustaining a TBI is not the end of the world, and they can, in fact, live happy, fulfilled, productive lives in spite of it all.

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