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twenty-fourteen





Every year - we say it.... THIS YEAR WILL BE THE YEAR. This will be the year I get on that bike, the year I lose that weight, the year I find that gal/fella, the year I start LIVING. And every year, for most, we don't do anything. I mean, don't get me wrong. I am right there too. The first week (or two) are the determined, motivated and STRONG weeks. WE CAN DO THIS. And then the daily grind, the demands and the cold (especially) - takes hold and we go back. And by September, we say " Next year... next year I will live..."

THIS IS MY CHALLENGE. Make it. Make it more than those 2 weeks. Make it more - Make this a change for the better. For your LIFE. For the past couple of weeks, I have been seeing signs in my life that I need to make a change. I have lost the adventure - the chase of this life. I am living, but not as much as I can be. We got one life, and I don't want to look back and say... I saw a lot of great movies on Netflix, I had a really clean house, I learned to make soup?

COME ON. So my challenge for myself, and Join if you like, is to just LIVE BIGGER. As big as I can with the little money I have. Say YES and do things. 

So here I go. Day one. Let's see the life I can live.





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