Day 845 – Thankful for Wheels by Foo Fighters

While loading up some songs to play during our Rock Band “concert” last night we scrolled past one that caught my eye.  I’m pretty sure my exact response was a very loud and boisterous, “Hell yeah!!!”  At that point Rick called it correctly and said that with a reaction like that we had to go with it.  Thanks to the beauty of the internet we had the song downloaded and ready in short order.

As the song fired up I didn’t even need to watch the lyrics scroll across the screen.  It’d been a long time since I’ve heard the song, but the words came back as soon as I heard the first chords.

For me the song is a great reminder of the power of gratitude.  It’s essentially a story of someone in a plane that starts to have issues and seems like it’s going to crash.  The singer has the opportunity to really take stock of what they have around them.  In the past he’d always looked for more and better.  In that moment of thinking he’s going to die he pauses and realizes all the wonderful around him.  He’s grateful for all he’s had in life right before he’s about to die… but then the wheels touch ground and they’ve landed safely.  He gets a second shot at life, the opportunity to be grateful for all those around him and all he has.  In that moment of the wheels hitting the landing strip he’s gifted both life and stronger appreciation for the life he has.

All day long this song has been rolling through my head and has kept me smiling.  It’s reminded me in multiple occasions to be thankful for so many moments and has pushed me to remember to use the right perspective.  I am so thankful for the power of great music to bring more joy to my life.



I know what you’re thinkin’
We were goin’ down
I can feel the sinkin’
But then I came around

And everyone I’ve loved before
Flashed before my eyes
And nothin’ mattered anymore
I looked into the sky

Well I wanted something better man
I wished for something new
And I wanted something beautiful
And wish for something true
Been lookin’ for a reason man
Something to lose

When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)
When the wheels touch ground (When the wheels touch ground)
And you feel like it’s all over
There’s another round for you
When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)

Know your head is spinnin’
Broken hearts will mend
This is our beginning
Comin to an end

Well, you wanted something better man
You wished for something new
Well, you wanted something beautiful
Wished for something true
Been lookin for a reason man
Something to lose

When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)
When the wheels touch ground (When the wheels touch ground)
And you feel like it’s all over
There’s another round for you
When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)

When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)
When the wheels touch ground (When the wheels touch ground)
And you feel like it’s all over
There’s another round for you
When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)

When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)
When the wheels touch ground (When the wheels touch ground)
And you feel like it’s all over
There’s another round for you
When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)

Day 844 – Thankful for Friends That You’re Comfortable Singing In Front Of

After a day of spending time with two of my closest friends there was a point in the day that helped me appreciate just how awesome it is to have great friends you’ve spent the overwhelming majority of your life with. Through thick and thin I’ve been best friends with them for almost four decades. We’ve been through pretty much everything together and have always been there to celebrate with each other, help each other through difficult times, and just hang out together.

As our day of fun has begun to wrap up we’re chilling out and playing Rock Band together. I’m not a good singer and I’m very self conscious of my singing. After a couple of songs they insisted that it was my turn to grab the mic and sing.

I reluctantly said yes and chose a couple of songs I jam out to in the car… Pork & Beans by Weezer and I Was Wrong by Social Distortion. After a few seconds I totally lost myself in singing and had a blast.

Afterwards I realized just how cool it was that I felt totally comfortable singing in front of them. It’s kind of weird, but I’m pretty sure, for those of us who are not vocally inclined, that being totally open to singing in front friends mean those are some pretty close friends.

As we look forward to more hours of jamming out and having fun I am so thankful for friends I’m thankful for amazing friends that I’m comfortable singing in front of.


Day 843 – Thankful for Getting One Step Closer to Becoming a Lumberjack

Tonight I was able to take one step closer to becoming a lumberjack. At this pace I’ll need to grow my beard back soon!

A few nights ago I was logrolling and tonight I experienced a whole new activity… axe throwing! It was a blast and I’ll be ready to head out and do it again in the future.

Special thanks to Garwood for having a brilliant idea!!!


Day 842 – Thankful for a Great Workout that Still Has Me Smiling and Feeling Pumped Several Day’s Later

It always feels great getting a workout in. That said, not all workouts were created equal. As the days go by the memory of most of them slowly blur and fade. 95+% of the time I really don’t remember much about it even a few days later. It’s a rarity for one to really stick out. Like my workout with Dominic last week, that’s one I’m pretty sure I’ll remember for ever.

While driving this morning I felt the urge for some great music to get me going. My brain immediately went to AC/DC and I hit shuffle. The first song up was Thunderstruck. From the start a smile went across my face.

This past Saturday when we (I) got back into our normal Saturday morning routine I experienced the best cycling class ever. The instructor had a wonderful balance of motivation and coaching as she kept pressing me close to the limit and then backed of for a brief rest before pushing right back up to the limit. The way she coached helped to draw out one of the best performances I’ve had on the cycle.

At one point I’d totally lost myself in the pedaling and realized that I still had 35 minutes left. I groaned to myself thinking that there was no way I could sustain this level of effort for 35 more minutes. Surprisingly, the next 30 minutes were gone in a flash! The mix of music and exercise really helped keep me going strong.

As we started to wind down one song ended and as our instructor looked at her iPod a very mischievous smile crossed her face. “You know what, I think we’ve all got one more song in us…” with that the first chords of Thunderstruck erupted from the speakers. She then quickly informed us that every time the word “thunder” was sung we’d switch from seated to standing and vice versa.

The adrenaline and dopamine were running with full force as Becky and I smiled at each other while pedaling our butts off. It’s not often that I’m that happy to kick my own ass like that, but I was totally into it. It was awesome and I was oddly disappointed as the song ended, I just wanted to keep going.

It amazes me how a mix of several factors can lead to a state of flow like that and by adding a couple of key elements like the song and visuals like Becky smiling back at me during the routine. Suddenly the workout goes from routine to epic and memorable. Here I am after several days still smiling from ear to ear each time I think of that workout, I am so thankful for that!


Day 841 – Thankful for a Perfectly Ordinary Morning and a Wife with Crazy Humor Like Mine

This morning was about as perfectly ordinary as they come, and it felt amazing!  The alarm went off and I took my time getting out of bed.  I got partially dressed for our run and did Becky’s sit up routine with her.  We then headed out for our normal run.  Nothing crazy or out of the ordinary, just our normal run.

Back at home I took my normal 20-ish minute nap to recharge after our run and got ready for work.  I shot the bull with the boys and had some more time talking with Becky as I got ready.  She had my coffee ready as usual and I had my normal breakfast.  The boys left at the usual time with the usual big hugs and I love you’s.  I grabbed my normal lunch and made my drive to work.

The drive to work was pretty average an uneventful.  Once I got to work I dug right in and enjoyed some quiet time in the office alone…  there may or may not have been some AC/DC blasting from my office as I worked.

All in all, the morning was perfectly average and normal.  It’s funny how sometimes I want something exciting or a little change.  Days like today remind me that life is pretty awesome and I appreciate the normalcy I have in my morning routine.  Starting off with exercise, love, nutrition, and time with family how could I want for more?

Also, I have to say that I am always grateful for Becky’s somewhat goofy sense of humor as it is a great match to mine.  Over the past couple of days we’ve both had the song “Africa” stuck in our heads because of a T-shirt I saw and texted to her…


I am so thankful for our ability to make each other laugh and bring joy to each other’s life.


Day 840 – Thankful for Drawing Inspiration From the Grit of Others – Deena Kastor

The book I’m just wrapping up has been a great one for motivation.  Let Your Mind Run by Deena Kastor has been a book that’s got running on my brain again (combine that with a handful of other running books by Jurek, Roll & McDougal…  yikes!).  As I get caught up in the story of her success I keep feeling myself drawn to running and the desire to run longer and longer distances.

One of the specific things I am thankful for today is the story she shared of her 2004 Olympic Bronze.  The one goal she’d set for herself was to medal in the Olympics.  She didn’t care the color, she only focused on getting one.  The amount of work she poured into that dream is incredible!  Imagine running 130+ miles every single week.  My entire lower body hurts just thinking about it.

Sticking to her goal she has a specific strategy to win and stuck to her guns while at times she felt like she could have gone out faster.  She gritted it out and finally overtook the 3rd place runner as the mileage was running out.  If you watch the footage below you can see right where Deena realizes she just accomplished her goal…

The funny thing is that after all she did to reach that dream she realized that she could still get better and stronger.  From this she decided to win a major marathon so she worked for it and did it.  Instead of resting on her butt she then set the bar higher and wanted to complete a sub 2:20 marathon and did it.  It’s incredible to see how she just kept raising the bar and working hard to achieve things she’d never dreamt possible before.

Throughout my day today I kept thinking about her running career.  At certain times I felt myself on a 20 mile run that was brutal but kept pushing me towards my dreams.  Other times were those sweet victories that got me dreaming bigger.  Regardless, I just kept thinking about the motivation and grit she showed and used it as motivation to push myself further today.

Huge thank you’s to Deena and everyone in my life who push me to try new things, to get stronger, and inspire me to reach for bigger and bigger dreams.


Day 839 – Thankful for Getting In a Workout with Dominic

Cub Scouts was cancelled tonight due to the icy roads and I was looking forward to a chill night at home. Right before I left work I got a text from Becky asking if I’d like to go to the YMCA with her and Dominic. The lightbulb went off in my head and I immediately said “YES!” I saw an opportunity to do something I’d been wanting to do for a while… lift weights with Dominic.

On our way there Becky and I both asked Dominic to not break me. The plan was for me to do everything he did and keep pace with him. This meant hitting the treadmill for a warm up.

Special thanks to Becky for realizing I might blog about this today 😁

Not to be outdone I saw the pace Dominic selected and pushed mine to the same. As my heart started racing I asked how long we were going to warm up and he said ten minutes. Even though my lungs were burning I saw I was a little behind him for distance so I ratcheted up the pace to gain some ground back. After a while he saw what I did and did the same to stay ahead of me. I may have blacked out for a little bit, but the last I remember we were racing each running at sub 5:20 paces. Pretty sure I’m going to feel that in the morning!

After the warm up of death we both realized the error of our ways and dove into a great workout. He showed me the lifts he normally does and we went right through his routine and closed up with some cool down work on the stair machine.

I had a blast hanging out with him and lifting. It was cool to have some fun time doing something like this as we bonded. We gave each other a hard time, gave each other compliments and high fives, and laughed at ourselves when our egos attempted to be stronger than we were. In a nutshell, it was awesome and I’m excited to do it again sometime.


Day 838 – Thankful for an Almost Smartphone Free Sunday

As we drove to church this morning I realized that I’d forgotten my cellphone at home on my dresser.  I instinctively twitched repeatedly and then realized it was going to be okay. The funny thing is that I’ve been considering a cellphone free day for a while, why not do it today?

Throughout the day there were a couple of times when I broke down and turned it on.  Each time I did I immediately went to the one thing I was using it for and ignored any alerts.  Here’s the full detail of usage for the day:

  • Texted my brother to see when would be a good time to call him
  • Turned on Pandora to listen to music while prepping my lunches for the week
  • Checked to see how long to cook turkey tenderloins at and for how long
  • Called Nick back after missing his call, left a voicemail
  • Took Nick’s call back and shot the bull

That’s it.  No social media updates, no videos, no news, no anything on my smartphone.  Typing this will be one of only two things I do computers today, the next being a couple of things for Cub Scouts quick.

Throughout the day it’s felt weird.  I’ve started to see how my phone can be very useful (looking things up quickly), but I’ve also noticed just how often I reach for it out of habit and to fill time.  Instead of having it in hand I had to find other ways to pass the time, and it felt pretty good.  It also was relaxing to not have nearly as many interruptions throughout the day.  Who knows, I might need to do this more often!


Day 837 – Thankful for the One Question I’d Like to Ask Dad, but I Won’t

Did you know you were going to die?

That’s the question that keeps resonating in my head.  I’d really like to ask Dad that one and get an honest answer.  From the morning of his stroke through the next year and change there have been so many little coincidences I’ve witnessed and heard from so many people.  There were conversations involving big hugs at the end, maybe a little bigger than normal.  The last weekend he had with the boys was one of the most ridiculous he’d ever planned.  More than a small handful of conversations including the the phrase, “if it’s mid time I am ready.”  There are so many of those little moments and things that it just feels like he had to have known, it doesn’t appear to have been a coincidence.

grandpa pete 4

As I’ve had tie to roll this around in my head over the past month or so (and it’s a big part of one of the last chapters I’m currently writing) I started to put more pieces together.  In the final rest of yoga today my brain finally made the connection that I’d been trying to make for so long.

Did you know you were going to die?  The true answer…  it doesn’t matter.

For reals, I am totally okay with not actually asking him that question because I’ve been able to see the bigger picture hidden within each of those stories.  Whether or not there was some divine intervention or knowledge, we can all tap into the secret of so much joy.

In those moments that seem so prophetic or coincidental, one thing is certain.  Dad was living the present as if each of those moments may have been his last.

Let me sidetrack here for a moment and I’ll come back to this point.

During our morning run yesterday I was in rough shape.  It was my first run since being sick and I was having a tough time getting into it.  Towards the mid point I told Becky I was going to walk for a couple of minutes and would run when she came back from the turn around point.  As I walked in dark silence I thought of something.  What if this was to be the last time I was able to run?  If this was my very last run, for whatever reason, would it be memorable?  Would I be proud of it or have regret that I didn’t push harder or savor it a little more?  With that thought in mind (not any details of why it may be my last, just the realization that it could be my last) everything changed.  I noticed how awesome the cold air felt when drawn in through my nose.  I appreciated the feeling of the impact of the ground going from my foot sending an ever so subtle shock wave up my leg and through my thigh.  With the thought of this run being my last ever I soaked in every sensation and was thankful for it.  I was full of joy and my run was amazing!

When Becky came back up I shared this with her and she teased me about my “morbid” thoughts.  I totally get it, it probably sounds like a fixation on death, but it’s truly not.  I spend zero time in fear of death or injury.  There are absolutely no thoughts on how I could die or be injured.  There’s only the realization that this could be the last time I am able to run and I should really take time to appreciate that thought.

As I apply that practice to the rest of my life I am reminded of a story I heard for the first time not so long ago:

There’s a famous story about a Buddhist teacher named Ajahn Chah. He lifts a crystal goblet from his side table and holds it up to the sun, “Do you see this glass?” he says to his students. “I love this glass. It holds the water admirably. When the sun shines on it, it reflects the light beautifully. When I tap it, it has a lovely ring. Yet for me, this glass is already broken. When the wind knocks it over or my elbow knocks it off the shelf and it falls to the ground and shatters, I say, ‘Of course.’ When you understand that this glass is already broken,” Chah says, “every minute with it is precious.”

The key is to remember that at any moment things can change and we may be different than we were the moment before.  What was possible before may no longer be possible.  We must remember to appreciate what we are able to do while being ready to appreciate a new set of things we are able to do when life changes.  We must appreciate what we have in the present as if it were the last time we had it.

Back to yoga today…  We had already done a cycling class that was the best I’ve ever participated in.  The teacher pushed and pushed and I gave a ton of effort.  It felt great!  In yoga our instructor offered up one of the more physically challenging classes I’ve ever had.  At one point towards the end I went into halfway lift and did about the most half assed halfway lift I’ve ever done.  I chuckled to myself and thought that if this were my last yoga class I’d be pretty disappointed with that one move to I pressed on afterwards and gave it my all as if it were my last.  It felt amazing…  and opened my mind up for the connection that came during final rest.

Whether or not Dad knew he was going to die soon was irrelevant.  What mattered is that he lived so much of his life as if each day may be his last.  This created so many moments in which he was fully present and full of joy.

Full disclosure, I can’t even being to explain how thankful I am to have TWO parents who both modeled this behavior for me.  While I write about Dad as he is gone the same could be said for my mom.  Ever since childhood every goodbye includes an “I love you” and a big old hug.  If that last good bye is actually the last goodbye I can perfectly remember and appreciate each of those hugs and words.

It’s interesting how this realization also has me seeing that I must be focused on what I still have.  It’s so much easier to appreciate what we had when it is gone instead of when it is still right there in front of us.  My hope is that this practice and insight can help me through that.

For so long I’ve pondered that question…  Did Dad know he was going to die?  Today I’m thankful for finally understanding that the question itself is irrelevant, the actions we take to appreciate the present moment are what truly matter.

I have a request for everyone today.  I know, there’s probably only about 3 or 4 people who have made it this far (and that includes me, Becky, and my mom) 😉  Please take one moment today, something that seems routine or ordinary.  Pause for a moment and consider that this may be the last time you do that activity.  Let that sink in.  Have no fears, don’t think about the details of why.  Just think about how this might be the last time you are able to do that thing.  My hope is that the appreciation and sensations you feel will leave you with a huge smile and a heart full of love and joy.


Day 836 – Thankful for Teammates Who “Get” Me and an Act of Kindness

Let’s just say that the work day today was pretty awesome.  Is there a much better feeling in the world than knowing that you’re in the right tribe?  Over the course of the day there were many moments in which there was learning, work towards a purpose, jokes, and maybe even a little Vanilla Ice…  From my first conversation through the awesome random gift of coffee through training through conversations and texts with teammates it’s been awesome.  I’m so thankful for teammates who just “get” me.


This evening was the Winona Chamber of Commerce annual banquet.  We were seated at a table with a couple of our clients and their special guest.  Their guest is a high school senior and will be spending time shadowing them this semester.

As the evening was wrapping up I heard him ask one of the banquet servers a question.  “Do you accept tips?”  The server had to clarify the question a couple of times.  After she got it he said, “It’s really busy tonight and you’ve been working so hard and moving so fast, I really appreciate all that you’ve done.  You really deserve a tip.”  With that he reached into his pocket, pulled some dollar bills out of his wallet and handed them to the server who was almost moved to tears.

I am so thankful to have witnessed this act of kindness for so many reasons.  It was a simple gesture, but one of pure gratitude and appreciation.  I couldn’t help but think about how bright this kid’s future should be, to be this giving at this age?  He just gets it!  How wonderful is that?  I know the next time I get frustrated with “kids nowadays” his face will be what pops into my mind.  He inspired me today and I’m so thankful to have been there for that moment.