Always Be Practicing: A Simple Shoulder Fix: And Snoopy On Pain

I can coldly evaluate my progress without getting tied to theories, false doctrine, or past beliefs.

The game is death.

Everything until then is just practice.

It sounds weird, but I’ve practiced eating since I started training twenty-some years ago. Sometimes, I add protein, and sometimes, I skip the carbs. For years at a time, I’ve avoided pizza, ice cream, donuts, and Reese’s Pumpkins.

I still log my food every day. I still note little differences. I still fiendishly pay attention to the results without connecting them to a reward or identity.

That last part is essential.

Writing is the same.

For the past twenty years, I’ve written every morning, evening, and often in between. I’ve published one non-fiction and finished several more that may never see the light of day. I have more than three titles in the works today, plus a handful of articles. But I…