<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494</id><updated>2024-10-04T21:01:12.616-05:00</updated><category term="I&#39;ve"/><title type='text'>Primal Insomniac</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-7177056977367378406</id><published>2013-02-04T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-04T19:33:01.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Millenials and Work Ethic</title><content type='html'>My last post was on &lt;a href=&quot;http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2013/01/new-year-new-perspective.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;resolutions for the new year&lt;/a&gt;, more specifically a new outlook instead of a traditional &quot;resolution&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;
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As of late I have been relentlessly pursuing my goals of personal growth and development as the last of my undergraduate college career winds down. I am currently reading &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/The-4-Hour-Workweek-Anywhere-Expanded/dp/0307465357&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The 4 Hour Work Week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Tim Ferriss. I came across this statement today that struck me as particularly important:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;q id=&quot;quote2689&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, Times, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Doing less meaningless work, so that you can focus on things of greater personal importance, is NOT laziness. This is hard for most people to accept, because our [American] culture tends to reward personal sacrifice instead of personal productivity.&lt;/q&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is something that has bothered me for some time now. As a soon-to-be college graduate, I am often surprised when people ask me if I&#39;m excited to get out into the work force. That in itself is not a surprising question, but my surprise comes from their apparent shock when I respond with more or less &quot;hell no, who would be?&quot;. The idea of spending 40 years of my life working eight hours a day at a wage that is determined by the person who is stuffing their pockets by my work ethic? Who ever thought that to be a great idea?&lt;br /&gt;
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If you realize that your most precious resource is TIME itself, why would one want to spend that resource doing something that is most often repetitive and unfulfilling? This is not the case for all, some people are able to find gainful employment doing what they love, or doing something that they find worthwhile. But isn&#39;t it interesting to think that so many people work for hourly wages that are hardly a fraction of what one would consider that time to actually be worth, if viewed as a finite resource?&lt;br /&gt;
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It is interesting to see that as some of my generation are awakening to this reality, we are shrugged off as &quot;lazy&quot; because we don&#39;t see the inherent value of going through the same motions our parents did.&lt;br /&gt;
How did sacrificing your life, your time- time spent with your kids, time spent bettering yourself, time spent doing what you enjoy, become more important than what you produce with that time? Taking a step back, even from a business perspective, it makes sense to value productive employees than non-productive employees.&lt;br /&gt;
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The beautiful idea behind this book and this lifestyle is the idea that no longer should one person have to give up the best years of their life, hoping that they can &lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt; do what they would really like to do later. Instead, you can do what you want to do AND make a living NOW. As Farris believes- relative income is more important than absolute income. This means that what you make in relation to how much time you spend working and how much money you spend is more important than the bottom line on your paycheck. &amp;nbsp;Farriss gives the example that someone who makes $50,000 a year working 10 hours a week is much wealthier than someone who makes $300,000 a year working 60 hours a week: For the amount of time you spend working, you are much more financially productive and are left with your TIME to better yourself in whatever ways you wish.&lt;br /&gt;
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Clearly this method of looking at the world is no for everyone, but I believe that it is a valuable perspective to look at. People often seem to forget that their time on this earth is finite, and because of that they procrastinate and hold off on pursuing their dreams. We, especially in America, live in a time of great advantage and opportunity. We have the opportunity to have lots of free time, which many of my generation squander with ultimately meaningless &quot;entertainment&quot;. I call upon my generation to not be afraid to better yourselves. To grow. To never allow yourself to overestimate your obstacles or underestimate yourself, and to treat your time as precious as it really is. You can achieve what you set out for.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7177056977367378406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2013/02/millenials-and-work-ethic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/7177056977367378406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/7177056977367378406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2013/02/millenials-and-work-ethic.html' title='Millenials and Work Ethic'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-3199521097268327034</id><published>2013-01-19T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-01-19T21:55:11.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Perspective</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;It is at this time of the year that many people are working on their new year resolutions. Goals of health, wealth, fitness and beyond. It is also at this time that many of those people begin to fail at those goals they were so hopeful to achieve on the first of January, under the distorted view of a champagne hangover. Experts on psychology and human behavior tell us that it takes about 28 days of daily commitment to make or break a habit. I implore those of you who are working hard to reach your goals, to keep pushing. Goals such as health and fitness are truly lifelong commitments and are without a finish line. Remember that getting started is certainly the hardest part.&lt;br /&gt;
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I decided to take a different route to making a resolution for the new year, after reading an eye opening (albeit rather disheartening) article on cracked.com. The article is titled &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cracked.com/blog/6-harsh-truths-that-will-make-you-better-person_p2/?utm_source=facebook&amp;amp;utm_medium=fanpage&amp;amp;utm_campaign=new+article&amp;amp;wa_ibsrc=fanpage&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;6 Harsh Truths That Will Make You A Better Person&lt;/a&gt;, and was written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cracked.com/members/David+Wong/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;David Wong&lt;/a&gt;. I suggest that all young folks my age read that article, but to not take all of it to heart... you will understand what I mean if you read it!&lt;br /&gt;
As for my resolution, I decided to take David&#39;s advice: to obtain a skill in 2013 that will be of use to other people. My main goal for 2013 will be to learn the Spanish language, a skill that I am sure will be helpful in the ever expanding global market. I am doing this through two main mediums: First, I am taking a second-level introductory Spanish course through my University and Second I will be working on an orchard in California through the summer months, presumably with many Mexican immigrants.&lt;br /&gt;
This opportunity in California will satisfy two educational goals of mine- to increase my agricultural knowledge (I have little to no knowledge or experience on orchards or with fruit) and to put me in a different cultural and linguistic setting. I&#39;m sure that communication will be a challenge in the beginning, but I am looking forward to furthering my skills as a global citizen.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3199521097268327034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2013/01/new-year-new-perspective.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/3199521097268327034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/3199521097268327034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2013/01/new-year-new-perspective.html' title='New Year, New Perspective'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-9129631981536092982</id><published>2012-11-11T01:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-11-11T01:29:05.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottling Stout and Cider Update</title><content type='html'>About a week ago, after racking my &lt;a href=&quot;http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/10/cider-take-one.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;cider&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;into another carboy for secondary fermentation, I decided to take the first real step in home brewing - actually BREWING beer. This is something that I have been trying to educate myself on for some time now, as I have been a beer fan since long before the law said I was allowed. My love of beer can even be attributed for where I am living now today in Missoula. I remember visiting here with my mother before I decided to make the move, and us sharing local craft brew at the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.kettlehouse.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Kettlehouse&lt;/a&gt; tap room over on Myrtle Street. With the music blaring, the grey early spring Missoula sky out the window, and a cold brew in hand she looked at me and said &quot;You&#39;re going to live here&quot;. She was right.&lt;br /&gt;
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For my first ever home-brewed beer I decided to go with a classic, the Irish Stout. I started again at my favorite local brew-shop, &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/pages/Summer-Sun-Brew-Supply/149246441812676&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Summer Sun Garden &amp;amp; Brew&lt;/a&gt;. I used a British Dry Ale yeast, Munton&#39;s Hopped Malt (3 lbs), Munton&#39;s Amber Malt Extract (1 Can), and 1 lb of crushed roasted barley for steeping.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fermentation was vigorous for the first few days, but quickly subsided. After a sample last night, I decided to move to bottling today. As the brew had not been carbonated yet, the sample was flat - but unmistakably a stout. Surprisingly, it lacked the bitterness that often drives people away from classic commercial stouts such as Guinness.&lt;br /&gt;
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After bottling today, about 3.5 gallons, I will wait 2-3 weeks and crack one bottle to check the level of carbonation. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;
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After racking cider into secondary fermentation I decided to add more sugar (3 cups) and after two days of little activity I pitched a champagne yeast to increase alcohol content. After a tasting last night (about 1.5 weeks in secondary) I was pleasantly surprised. The cider has considerable alcohol content, seemingly comparable to that of wine, but still with the mouth-feel of apple cider. I am now trying to decide if I want to carbonate the cider or leave it flat like an apple wine. I may do some of each. I will move to bottling shortly after thanksgiving. Updates to come!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/9129631981536092982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/11/bottling-stout-and-cider-update.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/9129631981536092982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/9129631981536092982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/11/bottling-stout-and-cider-update.html' title='Bottling Stout and Cider Update'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-3800099894374056241</id><published>2012-10-25T02:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-25T02:19:34.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Experience Unlike any Other - P.E.A.S. 2012</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wednesday was my last active day as a credit-receiving intern at the P.E.A.S. farm. It has been nine months since I began my work at the farm, starting in the cold month of February breaking ice and defrosting the green house. Much has changed, on the farm, in my life, and within my being. I feel as though my time spent on the farm has been a healing experience. My faith in people has been restored through the meaningful work that I have done, through the beautiful landscape we created.&lt;br /&gt;
Working the land is a lesson in both impermanence and cyclical nature. The onions that we labored so hard to keep weed free are now long-gone, being enjoyed by CSA members, students and shoppers at the Missoula Food bank. The unpacking of Remay, the countless hours of seeding, weeding, harvesting and moving pipes in the hot summer sun have been replaced by their opposing actions through the cold autumn days.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nine months I have devoted to this farm, this project. Food grown, people nourished with blood and sweat, our labor of love. I will remember my experience on this farm, in this beautiful place called Missoula, the Rattlesnake valley, for the rest of my existence. I know that it has left an impression on me, and I hope that I have in some small way left a lasting impression on it. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thank you to all who made my experience so amazing. Through the early July mornings pulling weeds for hours, to the 1830 pumpkins we hand picked, I had a truly remarkable time with each and every one of you. You know who you are.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3800099894374056241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/10/final-day-on-farm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/3800099894374056241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/3800099894374056241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/10/final-day-on-farm.html' title='An Experience Unlike any Other - P.E.A.S. 2012'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-1586108250039941209</id><published>2012-10-15T22:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-25T12:25:14.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cider - Take One</title><content type='html'>Fall is in full swing here in Western Montana. The trees are bursting with color, the nights have grown cool and crisp and the days are quickly growing shorter. Pumpkins are beginning to appear on neighbors&#39; doorsteps, soon to become jack-o-lanterns. With all of this standard fall activity, I decided to try something new: home-brewing cider.&lt;br /&gt;
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At the farm that I work on we have an old manual-style apple grinder and press. It is built of heavy oak and cast iron, staples of an industrious bygone era. Sunday I made my way up to the farm with a couple of friends and we fresh pressed about 130 ounces of cider from Montana-grown honeycrisp apples. Unfortunately, because apples are so expensive- I was forced to mix our fresh cider with three gallons of store bought cider (preservative free of course!). The combined cider was mixed with about a cup and a half of raw unbleached sugar in a 5 gallon &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carboy&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;carboy&lt;/a&gt; that I bought at &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/pages/Summer-Sun-Brew-Supply/149246441812676&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Summer Sun Brew &amp;amp; Garden&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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I opted for using a British Ale yeast instead of the champagne yeast that was originally recommended to me. My hope is that by doing this the cider will retain more of its&#39; natural sweetness and apple flavor. From what I have read, using champagne yeast tends to result in a very dry end product.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Fermentation began late last night, and I expect it to continue for at least a couple of weeks. Already much of the suspended solids within the &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carboy&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;carboy&lt;/a&gt; have fallen and the cider has taken on a lighter yellow hue. In 2-3 weeks I will &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.homebrewtalk.com/wiki/index.php/Racking&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;rack&lt;/a&gt; the cider into a second &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carboy&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;carboy&lt;/a&gt; for secondary fermentation, and from there, on to bottling. I only hope my first attempt is successful!&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1586108250039941209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/10/cider-take-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/1586108250039941209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/1586108250039941209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/10/cider-take-one.html' title='Cider - Take One'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-6402325169177918469</id><published>2012-10-02T16:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-02T16:22:25.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food For Thought</title><content type='html'>I have come across several quotations in my studies recently that I found to be of particular importance. I jotted them all down in my &lt;a href=&quot;http://artofmanliness.com/2010/08/23/the-manly-tradition-of-the-pocket-notebook/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;pocket notebook&lt;/a&gt;, and thought I would share them here.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;The true individual freedom cannot exist without economic security and independence. Necessitous men are not free men.&quot; - Franklin D. Roosevelt&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I find these statements by Roosevelt to be informative and inspiring. I agree that those who are &quot;too needy&quot; are inherently insecure. As the fictitious character Tyler Durden said in Chuck Palahniuk&#39;s &lt;i&gt;Fight Club&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &quot;The things you own, own you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;In wildness is the salvation of the world&quot; - Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Many who have ventured into the wild for any amount of time can probably attest to the healing ability of the natural world. This is a profound statement from a historical authority on simple living and time spent in nature. I find that time spent in wild places has a centering effect on me, helping to put the worries of life into perspective. Nothing feels more &#39;real&#39; than being away from the facade of civilization.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Man always kills the thing he loves, and so we the pioneers have killed our wilderness. Some say we had to. Be that as it may, I am glad I shall never be young without wild country to be young in. Of what avail are forty freedoms without a blank spot on the map?&quot; - Aldo Leopold, &lt;i&gt;A Sand County Almanac&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; One of the most powerful statements in &lt;i&gt;A Sand County Almanac&lt;/i&gt;, I have seen this ring true through the destruction of popular recreation areas and the commodification of nature through &#39;game ranches&#39; and the like. While not universally true, I believe that humans often lack the ability to truly leave something alone, resulting in more damage than good.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Having
little experience with the pine and juniper forests of the Western
United States, previous to my relocation to Montana – I found
myself looking back fondly to my memories of growing up amongst the
deciduous oak and hickory forests of the Midwest. I spent many an
hour perched high above an open cornfield, tree-stand tied tightly to
the trunk of an oversized White Oak, or Shagbark Hickory. I relate to
the sensations that Muir felt during that wind storm, the cacophony
of sounds the twisting and dancing trees make as the wind tickles and
caresses every branch and twig “The sounds of the storm
corresponded gloriously with this wild exuberance of light and
motion.” The way that Muir describes the smell of the pine forest
“The fragrance of the woods was less marked than that produced
during warm rain, when so many balsamic buds and leaves are steeped
like tea...the gale was spiced to a very tonic degree.” Is one of
my favorite aspects of the western coniferous forests. There is
nothing quite like a warm breeze through the pines after a violent
spring downpour. The sharp, crisp mountain air percolating through
the needles has the inherent ability to comfort the mind and soul
simultaneously. Reminding one that there is more to life than the
errant requirements of modern civilization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; “Winds are advertisements of all they touch, however much or little
we may be able to read them”. Muir reminds us that there is a story
within each breeze, however ephemeral it may be. Through this
non-direct anthropomorphism of nature, we are reminded of our own
mortality. We drift through life, letting each metaphorical branch
leave its&#39; mark upon us, leaving our own mark upon it as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The
Outdoor Cathedral - Delving Into Emersonian Thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Having
never read any of the works of Ralph Waldo Emerson, or even being
exposed to his core ideals, I found myself thoroughly enjoying
&lt;i&gt;Nature&lt;/i&gt;. I was introduced to transcendentalism in high school
through the works of Thoreau, and in college through the study of
Kantian philosophy. I immediately connected with the sort of
rejection of the current state that these authors all portrayed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Within
&lt;i&gt;Nature, &lt;/i&gt;one truly gets to see the extent that Emerson believes
in the sacredness and beauty of nature “...art is an abstract or
epitome of the world. It is the result or expression of nature, in
miniature...The world thus exists to the soul to satisfy the desire
of beauty.” Emerson viewed the world as the centerpiece of human
existence in a time period where the natural world was often shifted
to the peripheral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I
personally strongly connect with Emerson on his value of small,
everyday events “Not less excellent, except for our less
susceptibility in the afternoon, was the charm, last evening, of a
January sunset...the air had so much life and sweetness, that it was
a pain to come within doors.” The simple joy of enjoying a sunset
is oft not realized in a society so preoccupied with constantly
producing and consuming. There is a zen-like essence in Emerson’s
worldview that tells one it is not only alright to stop and enjoy
nature, but it should be commonplace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I
try to practice the mindfulness of the often overlooked within my
daily life, and am inspired to find a work that was written nearly
two hundred years ago to be still so relevant today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Today I got to help Ethan begin work on the stage for the farm party. A flatbed trailer has been used traditionally for this purpose, but this year we are using materials we already have on the farm instead. Both the flatbed studebaker and the old GMC flatbed were backed up against one another on the cover crop nearest the equipment shed. We then started out building a pavilion that will cover the stage and provide shade for the musicians. The pavilion is supported by 2&quot;x4&quot; boards (reclaimed lumber that we had on hand) that we trimmed down to fit inside the slots on the edges of the flatbeds. This afternoon Ethan planned on beginning the crossbeams that would support the tarp we plan to use for the cover. Tomorrow we will build an awning on the front of the stage and hang lights across the front. I am excited about how the pavilion is going to look when we are done. The interesting part is that the flatbeds are at two different heights above the ground, so the stage has two separate levels. It looks a bit odd at first but I think it will make the stage presence better for both bands and create an interesting visual dynamic. Both the Kubota and the Cultivating Tractor will be parked along either side of the stage for added effect. It will be nice for young kids to be able to go sit on them and have pictures taken etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am somewhat excited about the farm party, but am weary as well. I find it very interesting how&amp;nbsp; Garden City Harvest has such a small role at the farm throughout most of the year and all of the sudden they swoop in and expect us to spend extra time working for them (for free) to put on a party so that THEY can make MORE money off of our free labor. When speaking of sustainable agriculture and sustainable businesses it seems often forgotten that your business plan must be financially sustainable as well. I look around at many of the small farms surrounding Missoula, and it seems that most of them barely scrape by, and that&#39;s with multiple interns providing virtually free labor. Society&amp;nbsp; claims they value the small sustainable farmer, but I am beginning to see things otherwise. I&#39;m not sure what to make of it. I wish to have a farm of my own someday, but would prefer not to count on free labor to make it run smoothly. I think that there has to be a better way, or at least a more efficient way to make it work and to make a decent living without burning myself out.&lt;/div&gt;
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It&#39;s farm party week! Today is the first day of preparations for the upcoming Farm party on Thursday. This is an annual party in which we invite members of the community to come up and observe the farm, have dinner, dance to live music and celebrate the harvest season. We will have two local bands playing and Josh and Ethan will be barbecuing burgers and zucchini for nearly seven hundred people. Part of my duties today included harvesting potatoes and onions that will be used for potato salad. We collected 150 pounds of potatoes and 75 walla-walla and ailsa craig onions and took them to &quot;Two Sisters Catering&quot; downtown. I also helped harvest for Mobile Market again today, although the numbers seemed unusually small. We brought in our first tomato harvest today as well for CSA, which is exciting. I am actually willing to try a farm fresh tomato this summer after Josh told me that they taste like sunshine. It wouldn&#39;t be the first time I&#39;ve found myself pleasantly surprised this summer. I&#39;ve never been a huge fan of raw onions, but somehow found myself eating a sweet onion as if it were an ice cream cone.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The mornings are slowly growing cooler, and I can feel the height of summer reluctantly slipping into the past. I feel as though the mood of the farm has changed. As people begin to prepare for the start of school, I can sense the anxiety in the air. The group seems more on edge, and I am not sure if that is due in part to the upcoming party, or the end of summer. Probably a combination of both. The air around the farm is hazy against the clear blue sky. Fires in the bitterroot spill their remains into the atmosphere. Our cabbage patch is alight with hundreds of white butterflies. They look beautiful to the lay man, but to the farmer their appearance is much less welcome. The flittering white creatures bury their eggs in the soil, which become grubs that will eat our cabbage, our labor of love. Such is the fight that every farmer must face I suppose. In the way that we choose to work the land, the challenge is ever greater, but the reward is definitely worth the struggle in my humble opinion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Today is my first day back on the farm after being sick for the weekend. I spent the first part of the morning helping out Larry Nesky at the University Dining Services garden down at the Lommason center. We loaded up two pickup trucks with compost/manure for him to use and began some sheet composting down at the garden. Jesse from youth harvest came along and helped out. I am amazed at how fast the dining services garden has expanded, it really looks terrific. It is refreshing to know that there are faculty members within dining services that support our quest to supply students with fresh, locally grown foods. After we returned I set up some irrigation line and then proceeded to trellis tomatoes down in the &quot;mediterranean rock field&quot;. Many of our plants were ravaged about a week and a half ago by an intense hale storm that hit the farm. It was a really random occurrence, as most of Missoula saw little to no hale, while the farm had nearly marble sized hale for about ten minutes. Many of our broad-leafed vegetables were damaged, especially the chard and cabbage. Surprisingly our pumpkins were dented pretty badly as well. Thankfully we should have enough remaining vegetables to&amp;nbsp; last the rest of our CSA season. We recently planted more salad mix to help make up for some that we lost, and we have another succession of peas in the lower field that is coming up. Tomatoes will be coming into ripeness soon, and our melons should be ready within a month or so if they are not too badly damaged.&lt;/div&gt;
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It has been a somewhat stressful time at the farm due to these setbacks, but I view this as another learning experience for someone who is interested in farming.&lt;/div&gt;
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I spent most of the morning weeding our lower field, lovingly known as the &quot;mediterranean rock field&quot;. It is dry and full of baseball sized rocks that make spading and tilling quite a chore. We have tomatoes and peppers planted there that are beginning to finally come to fruition, but they were nearly impossible to see beneath the towering pigweed, bindweed and napweed that fill the fertile ground. I find mornings such as this to be boring at times, because I am doing one repetitive activity for hours on end. I find that I enjoy my time much more when I can split it up between multiple groups of people and activities. I do feel however, that the sense of community within the interns has grown to the point that even repetitive mornings can be enjoyable. The conversation is often rich and colorful, which keeps things interesting and usually passes the time quickly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday I spent the first part of my morning harvesting multiple crops for the Youth Harvest&#39;s &quot;mobile market&quot;. It was nice to get to hop around and harvest different crops relatively quickly. I think that the mobile market is a fascinating program, and would like to try and get involved with it for an afternoon or two. After the mobile market harvesting I harvested broccoli for the remainder of the morning. I had no idea that broccoli plants grew to be so large, and I find it funny that we grow such large plants to use such a small section of them. i see waste all over the farm in terms of parts of vegetables that we do not use - for whatever reason that may be. Although I am sure that the pigs appreciate all of our food scraps, I feel that there has to be a way to use more of the plants than we do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know that I have learned a lot on the farm since I began working here in February, and I will continue to learn well into the Fall harvest season. I do, however, wish that there was more instruction on the inner-workings of the farm and why we do certain things when we do them. I often feel like a simple laborer, told to go do things without a reason, instead of the student that I am paying and working hard to be. This is nobody&#39;s fault in particular, I just wish that we could spend more time in the &quot;classroom&quot; mode that we usually have on Friday mornings. I learn a lot from the lectures and conversations that we have during those short periods of time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3824299513139569314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/08/farm-journal-entry-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/3824299513139569314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/3824299513139569314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/08/farm-journal-entry-2.html' title='Farm Journal - Entry 2'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-6825038950326797244</id><published>2012-07-02T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-02T17:58:33.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farm Journal - First Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s hard to believe that I have been working on this farm since mid-February. The amount of growth and the change of seasons has been truly eye opening. Never before have I been so close to the intimate processes of the spring bloom and the summer harvest. It is now the beginning of July and we already have a few crops that we are finished harvesting for the summer. Radishes are now finished, as well as brazing mix (tat soi and other asian greens) and I believe that we are nearly done with arugula as well.&lt;/div&gt;
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The upper field is awash in different shades of green as the brassicas spread their leaves towards the high afternoon sun. The onions and other alliums create the illusion of a field of light green grass from afar, and the clover cover crop planted between the rows looks nearly like moss in a Northwest rainforest. This afternoon I plan on mulching the onions to help keep the rest of the weeds down until they&#39;re ready to harvest. I had the pleasure last week of running the cultivating tractor through the onion patch to remove weeds and push the dirt up against the rows of onions. I really enjoy using the power equipment here on the farm, and the cultivating tractor is no exception. It is a much more delicate process than using the Kubota, as one small missed adjustment could rip out an entire row of the crop you&#39;re weeding, the spider wheels spinning mercilessly into the soft plant flesh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The sense of community within both the interns and the youth harvest has grown immensely. I feel as though I have made friendships that will last long after the summer is over. For the first time since I moved to Missoula, I feel as though I can truly call it my home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/6825038950326797244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/07/farm-journal-first-entry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/6825038950326797244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/6825038950326797244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/07/farm-journal-first-entry.html' title='Farm Journal - First Entry'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-1361825609464213496</id><published>2012-07-01T23:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-01T23:52:59.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Montana Summer</title><content type='html'>So I&#39;m spending this summer here in Missoula, working an internship on a small organic farm. There are nearly twenty of us interns here, earning college credit to run this farm and CSA. I&#39;ve truly been enjoying my time on the farm. Doing work that is tangible and that you can quantify and physically see is immensely satisfying. Not to mention the great people that I have met so far. I finally feel as though I am surrounded by like-minded individuals, although they call come from very different backgrounds which keeps things very interesting. It has taken almost a year, but I feel that I can finally say that I&#39;ve made Missoula my new home.&lt;br /&gt;
As a requirement for my summer internship I am obligated to write 10 &quot;journal entries&quot; about my time on the farm. In the following weeks I will be posting them here for all to see, in hopes of sparking some conversation or feedback.&lt;br /&gt;
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We&#39;re told not to question. Not to deviate from the norm. We do things because that&#39;s &quot;what we&#39;re supposed to do&quot;. Obedience is what is expected from you. Life as a slave to others.&lt;br /&gt;
Any one else feel like this? I know I can&#39;t be the only one.&lt;br /&gt;
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/rant over</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7880876277121271606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/04/when-you-cant-push-any-more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/7880876277121271606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/7880876277121271606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/04/when-you-cant-push-any-more.html' title='When you can&#39;t push any more.'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-1720838711049962443</id><published>2012-02-27T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T12:48:30.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing the Mountain</title><content type='html'>Procrastination is a problem that I feel many students (at every level of education) have to deal with on a fairly regular basis. This problem is exacerbated when you are forced to do work in a subject area that you really don&#39;t care about. Last night I had a five page paper to tackle, that was an analysis of an advertisement. Needless to say, not my cup of tea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;I was recently inspired by one of my Youtube Subscriptions - a man who goes by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/user/vagabondsteve&quot;&gt;VagabondSteve&lt;/a&gt;. He recently came out with a video on self discipline that included a strategy for becoming more productive. The method is very simple, but worked incredibly well for me last night. You set a timer for half hour intervals, and alternate work with free time. Work for half an hour, and have the next half an hour to do whatever you like; read, take a walk, surf the web... whatever. I found that I could easily focus for half an hour at a time, and was much less distracted during the periods I designated for work. I think the biggest problem many of us face when beginning a long arduous task, like writing a paper or beginning a school project is the &#39;mental mountain&#39; we envision in front of us. Breaking it down into blocks of time can help you conquer that mountain bit by bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously the time periods can be adjusted for your personal needs, and would depend on the nature of the project you&#39;re undertaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Give it a try and let me know what you think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, take a look at Steve&#39;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/user/vagabondsteve&quot;&gt;channel&lt;/a&gt;. He&#39;s an interesting guy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His twitter is &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/vagabondsteve&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; as well.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1720838711049962443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/02/climbing-mountain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/1720838711049962443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/1720838711049962443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/02/climbing-mountain.html' title='Climbing the Mountain'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-9103313920741938079</id><published>2012-01-20T13:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T13:59:09.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in Sea-Tac!</title><content type='html'>Today is Friday January 20th, 2012 and I am sitting at the Hilton Garden Inn in Renton, Washington. About an hour ago I should have been in Missoula, sipping a cold one at Red&#39;s Bar with my Father. Unfortunately, Seattle accumulated 8&quot; of snow in the last two days and apparently they don&#39;t know how to deal with snow around here. &amp;nbsp;My flight last night from Saint Louis to Seattle was delayed by about an hour, which would have made making my connection flight to Missoula difficult, if I was given the option. But when we landed in Seattle we were told all of our connecting flights had been cancelled. The polite young lady behind the Alaska Airlines service desk shook her head as she informed me that the soonest she could get me into Missoula would be late Saturday night or Sunday morning. Time for some strategic planning, because this weekend is to be my Father&#39;s first time visiting Missoula.&lt;br /&gt;
So, next stop - Kalispell International Airport, a two and a half hour drive north of Missoula. I should be there by midnight tonight. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;
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Such is the adventure of Winter travel in the Northwest. Although an inconvenience, I don&#39;t think anyone would have it any other way.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/9103313920741938079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/01/stuck-in-sea-tac.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/9103313920741938079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/9103313920741938079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2012/01/stuck-in-sea-tac.html' title='Stuck in Sea-Tac!'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-3061279816012423168</id><published>2011-12-07T17:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:27:52.011-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotation from Climate Change Studies</title><content type='html'>&quot;We don&#39;t believe what we hear and see. We hear and see what we believe.&quot; - Tom Beers</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3061279816012423168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/12/quotation-from-climate-change-studies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/3061279816012423168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/3061279816012423168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/12/quotation-from-climate-change-studies.html' title='Quotation from Climate Change Studies'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-1667890111387995359</id><published>2011-11-01T18:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:46:02.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;225&quot; src=&quot;http://player.vimeo.com/video/31458020?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&quot; webkitallowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1667890111387995359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/11/video-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/1667890111387995359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/1667890111387995359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/11/video-blog.html' title='Video Blog'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-4568008119564898643</id><published>2011-10-13T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T14:21:24.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Primal Challenge - Results</title><content type='html'>So it has been just over thirty days since I began my Primal Blueprint Fitness Challenge, and let me say it wasn&#39;t easy. I definitely cheated on multiple occasions, unable to resist ice cream, beer, cookies what have you. But today I had a conclusive body composition test done, and the results are in.&lt;br /&gt;
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Body Weight at the beginning of the challenge: 132.8 LBS&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; at the end of the challenge: 134.4 LBS&lt;br /&gt;
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Body Fat % at the beginning of the challenge: 13.49%&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;at the end of the challenge: &amp;nbsp;9.2%&lt;br /&gt;
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According to the results of these two tests alone, I increased my body weight by 1.6 lbs and decreased by body fat by 4.3%.&lt;br /&gt;
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Reflection to come later this evening....after a big ice cream cone :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/4568008119564898643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/10/end-of-primal-challenge-results.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/4568008119564898643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/4568008119564898643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/10/end-of-primal-challenge-results.html' title='End of the Primal Challenge - Results'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-1899068484651306765</id><published>2011-10-12T18:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T18:18:07.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross-Training Swim Workout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve decided to post the workout that we did in my intermediate swimming class today. It&#39;s a cross-training oriented workout that I found to be very invigorating. I think that emphasizing cross-training is extremely important for all-around health and fitness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-200 Swim (Choice of Freestyle, Breast, Back, Fly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;Warmup&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-200 Kick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-200 Pull&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;Cross-Train&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -15 Push ups &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(x3)&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;-50 Crunches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;First Set&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-6x100&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;with 20 seconds rest between sets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Descending 1-3, 4-6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;Cross-Train&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;-1 Lap of Lunges around Pool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(x2)&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-1 Minute Plank Position&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;Second Set&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-8x50 with 30 seconds rest between sets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;1st 25 under water, 2nd 25 easy freestyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;Cross Train - 20 Squat Jumps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(x3)&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;20 Leg lifts (lying on back)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;Although this is not an all-inclusive workout it does a pretty good job of using all of your main muscle groups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;- I&#39;ve enabled comments from non-members, a login is no longer required to post -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1899068484651306765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/10/cross-training-swim-workout.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/1899068484651306765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/1899068484651306765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/10/cross-training-swim-workout.html' title='Cross-Training Swim Workout'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-4592153946757474638</id><published>2011-10-06T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T16:04:09.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ethics of Technology</title><content type='html'>I think that Daniel Pinchbeck said it best when he said that at times our lives seem controlled by &#39;little glowing screens&#39;. Everywhere I look on campus I see people checking their phones, texting (often times while walking...into things) checking e-mail, twitter, facebook, google+ and whatever else the newest social networking fad may be. We had an interesting lecture in my Ethics course today. A lecture that I think is very relevant to society and my generation in particular. The topic was technology, and was spurred when the recent death of Steve Jobs (of Apple) arose in conversation. Thanks to our new found technology, we are constantly bombarded with new information, communication, and entertainment. Many of my generation feel as if they must &amp;nbsp;have their &#39;smartphones&#39; with them at all times, equating going without a phone nearly to going without clothing. It has be come almost unimaginable to go a day without checking your Facebook or Twitter...I mean, you might miss something! Right?&lt;br /&gt;
The questions that come up when addressing this new technology are many: Are we any better for it? Are people using this technology to learn, to further themselves as intellectual beings, or simply for distraction? Will be continue to empty our pocketbooks for that new piece of mobile technology in fear of becoming obsolete?&lt;br /&gt;
We have all heard the praises of the mobile communications revolution, and most of us (myself included) appreciate the ability to communicate more easily with people on a day to day basis. Ideas can now be spread faster than ever before, and that is truly amazing to consider. This technology we possess is very powerful, and as such we must respect it and not abuse it. This is where I feel ethics come into play.&lt;br /&gt;
I have noticed on a personal level that I spend more and more time checking things on my phone, my laptop, texting, e-mailing etc. - If I am spending time doing that, I am taking time away from other things I could be doing. Most importantly (and tragically) I am taking my awareness out of my present surroundings and focusing on a &#39;little flashing screen&#39;. I no longer own a television, and as such I have taken up reading to a much greater extent than I have before. But I also can&#39;t deny that I spend more time on the computer (and the internet) than I feel is truly healthy.&lt;br /&gt;
When we become accustomed to having new information in front of us at every moment, it&#39;s hard to break away and simply exist. To read. Write. Meditate.&lt;br /&gt;
We cannot put this blame on Steve Jobs, Bill Gates, Steve Wozniak or any of the other innovators of technology. They create the technology, it is the end user that must responsibly use it.&lt;br /&gt;
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In writing this post I simply want to make others think about this topic. How much time do you spend on your cell phone, laptop, or watching television? It might surprise you.&lt;br /&gt;
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In my quest to simplify life I am going to strive to spend less of my time engaged with these little screens, and spend more time with the people I love, and the simplicity of just living life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thoughts, questions, rants? Feel free to comment.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/4592153946757474638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/10/ethics-of-technology.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/4592153946757474638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/4592153946757474638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/10/ethics-of-technology.html' title='The Ethics of Technology'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-7131670705557763074</id><published>2011-09-28T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T18:56:18.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-way through the Primal Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Today is the 28th of September, making it the 16th day of my 30 day Primal Challenge. Just over two weeks in and I&#39;ve already had my fair share of highs and lows. My energy levels have been slightly lower in the past week, and yet I&#39;ve had problems sleeping at night as well. I think that these problems are related to a perpetual state of under-recovery (I don&#39;t like the term overtraining) due to my work-out schedule. Mondays and Wednesdays I have a swimming class from 1-2 PM. Tuesdays and Thursdays I have a mountain biking class from 2-4PM. On the weekends I usually do a short, but intense body-weight workout as prescribed by the Primal Blueprint. I have been doing research on&amp;nbsp; recovery periods after intense work-out sessions, and I believe that your body requires 2-7 days rest for the given body section that you&#39;re utilizing. Swimming rips my upper body pretty well twice a week, but overall is an all-body cardiovascular workout. Mountain biking on the other hand really does my legs in twice a week, with only one day of recovery (and only semi-recovery because I have swimming on Wednesdays) in between. The class generally consists of about an hour and a half of climbing, with the remainder of the period downhilling and riding back to campus. All of this is simply part of my school schedule, and does not include cycling for transpiration around town or for recreation on the weekends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Attempting to &#39;forage&#39; the Food Zoo (our school cafeteria) for Primal foods has proven to be a challenge. As such, I have made a few exceptions - pizza on occasion, veggie wrap etc. I think that being as active as I am, a few extra carbs probably won&#39;t hurt, and may actually help with my energy levels.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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-Albert Borgmann</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8319658694981701089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-for-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/8319658694981701089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4832875393297478494/posts/default/8319658694981701089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cometrekwithme.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-for-thought.html' title='Food For Thought'/><author><name>Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00671346131245266890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0mW0dSKdb05XLm7rzzddbBdf3yE5Sa1pzowTNzO9YF8O8Q1vAMPEGqihrmr5xxTqLqQZlx0NJm3BVJxLXZqLMuCGeS580_AaOwlSRBL7-B70ZBmD9AzFdPZJefOx2e4/s220/IMG_2447.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4832875393297478494.post-2734972739411209908</id><published>2011-09-15T17:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T17:33:18.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Primal Challenge</title><content type='html'>So every year &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.marksdailyapple.com/about-2/mark-sisson/&quot;&gt;Mark Sisson &lt;/a&gt;over at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.marksdailyapple.com/&quot;&gt;MarksDailyApple&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has a 30-day &quot;Primal Challege&quot; to encourage people to devote themselves to becoming healthier, or re-applying the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.theprimalblueprint.com/&quot;&gt;Primal Blueprint&lt;/a&gt; to their lives. Although I had been attempting to eat fairly primally over the past few weeks, I decided to really buckle down and give the challenge a shot.&lt;br /&gt;
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To give you a bit of background on my own personal health I&#39;ll go back to this past spring. The spring of 2011 was probably one of the most unhealthy times of my life. I practically gave up exercise, ate a LOT of pizza and fast food (meals were not provided over the weekend at the fraternity in which I was living) and drank my fair share of Budweiser and Whiskey sours. I hit a personal high as far as my weight, topping off at around 150 lbs (I&#39;m 5&#39;5 on a good day). My sleep at night was poor, my classes were stressful and on top of that I was preparing to transfer schools in the Fall to my new home here in Montana. So there I was, 20 years old at 5&#39;5 150 lbs with around 18-19% body fat. Not too overweight by many peoples&#39; standards, but far from where I wanted to be and far from the lean cycling physique I had just two summers before.&lt;br /&gt;
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For those of you that don&#39;t know, the basis of the Primal Eating plan is to cut out all refined/processed sugars, carbohydrates and highly processed meats. Basically eat whole foods. You strive to reduce your carbohydrate intake to 150 grams per day or less, and derive those carbohydrates from plant or vegetable matter. The Primal Blueprint takes the evolutionary stance that humans have not yet evolved to deal with grains in their diet since we have only been eating them for about 10,000 years since the advent of agriculture. Replacing your traditional high carb load with healthy animals fats (Yes, saturated fat is your friend!) allows you to reduce systemic inflammation and effortlessly lose fat and maintain a healthy weight. If you want to read more about The Primal Blueprint head on over to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.marksdailyapple.com/&quot;&gt;MarksDailyApple&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or pick up a copy of The Primal Blueprint at your bookstore or on Amazon (I bought my used copy for under 15 bucks).&lt;br /&gt;
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Getting back to my own personal challenge - I am now on day 4 of 30 on my Primal Challege to cut out all grains, processed foods and eat lots of plant and animal matter. I dabbled with this eating style over the summer and dropped to 132.8 lbs and 13.5% Body fat (I had it checked on day two of my challenge).&amp;nbsp;I find that hunger is not nearly as much of an issue as it used to be when I eat a lot of carbs. Because carby foods cause a huge spike in blood sugar and then the resulting crash, when you eat a lot of carbohydrates you often are hungry every 3-4 hours. It takes a few days to adjust to eating fewer carbs, as your body learns to use stored body fat as its main source of fuel instead of carbs, and in those first few days I was SUPER hungry, but I kept with it and just doubled my intake of vegetables and meat, especially fatty meat. &amp;nbsp;I plan on having my weight and body fat checked at the end of my challenge, and am excited to see the results.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am personally adding an additional challenge for myself as part of my quest to become more aligned with my Primal way of living. I am going to attempt to not use my Truck for personal transportation until the challenge is over. Missoula is a very bicycle and pedestrian friendly city and the money that I save and the extra exercise that I get will surely be good for both my wallet and my body.&lt;br /&gt;
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Until next time, get outdoors!&lt;br /&gt;
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