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I am the Happiest Man on Earth

Was it the 3.5 mile run today after the doctors said I may never be able to do that?  My runner friend says the endorphins are better than chocolate.  The docs said my heart may never be the same after the damage, my lung capacity forever altered.  And yet, explain why my mileage was actually OK.  I ran non-stop the Corporate Challenge.

I think it was the random cheering on the sidelines.  You know, we all need cheering on: it really made a difference every time I thought to quit and walk!

Was it my own coaching/cheering on this morning before work and making a difference in someone's life?  Did I pump myself up by helping someone else?

Was it accidentally coaching at night after the run?  My natural gifts lifting someone else?

Was it making correction for my mistakes yesterday WITH some amazingly forgiving and generous co-workers who went out of their way to help me?  Was it realizing I never need to be perfect?  That telling the truth and asking for help works?  My authentic me is safe in the world?

I have no idea. 

However, the next time I feel miserable, I want to remember today.  I want to remember how happy I feel, doing work I love (in the corporation and without), and living the life I want to live, passionately being the man I want to be in the world.  I'm leaving it better than I found it, one day at a time, using my best gifts and talents for good.

I am literally living a life of minute by minute bliss.  Live well; it's worth it.

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