“How To Fail In Sports!” – My new podcast episode is out

Cheat, Make Excuses, Don’t Put In The Work, Don’t Trust Your Instincts, and Let Fear Control Your Mind…”How To Fail In Sports” from BORING IS A SWEAR WORD.

Episode 11 on itunes

Episode 11 on Soundcloud

Find Small Moments of Joy

Repetition is the spice of life:
In the last 24 hours, I met a friend at a park, talked and had coffee, then swam in the river. I also went on a barefoot bike-ride with Roo and J, read a good book, wrote fiction, worked on my next podcast, listened to music outside while watching bats hunt bugs at sunset, stared at the stars, made a Tik Tok with Roo, went rock climbing with Rain, hit the heavy bag with Roo, biked to the I-5 bridge at night, climbed up the railing, and watched the cars drive toward Mexico and Canada.
All of these things are things I do normally.
Yes, this is a really hard time. But the little things matter.
Find small moments of joy.

You know this time is crazy when…

I overheard this yesterday at The Columns in Eugene, Oregon –

1st woman: “Yeah, it’s getting bad. I’ve been drinking every afternoon, and lately I’ve been making buzzed calls for work.”

2nd woman: “What?! But you’re a doctor!”

1st woman: “Yeah, I’ve been worried I’m too buzzed to read chart notes correctly. I should probably drink a little less.”

Podcast Episode 3 Is Out – “Boring Is A Swear Word”:

This episode features segments titled “Trump Fans Hate My Writing,” “The Story of the World’s Dirtiest Chair,” “I Break Down Tyga’s Rap Lyrics,” “Geeking Out With Bats,” and “A Vote For Staycations.”

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Podcast Episode 2 Is Out!

Podcast Episode #2 is out, and it includes:

“More People Who Hate My Writing,” “A Ridiculous True Story…From Europe,” “The Best Thing I’ve Read This Week,” “Geeking Out With Elevators,” “Ayuda Me,” and “A Dedication Plus A Message From My Frontyard Squirrel.”

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My New Podcast Is Out On itunes!

My new podcast – Boring Is A Swear Word – is out on itunes now!

This episode:
“People Who Hate My Writing,” “A Ridiculous True Story,” “The Best Thing I’ve Read This Week,” “Geeking Out,” Journal Lists Y Gente Loca,” and “A Message From My Dog.”

If you want to listen, click here: Boring Is A Swear Word Episode 1

My New Outside Magazine Article – How I Raced A Professional Climber

Here’s my new article for Outside Magazine – telling the story of racing the climbing world record-holder for total El Cap ascents:

“My Race Against Hans Florine

A local legend challenges a pro climber to a 64-route race”

Do Hard Things. Boring Is A Swear Word.

Everyone Needs A Brian

Brian Naghski looking serious.

There are many basic needs in this world. To begin with: We need air, shelter, water, and food. After that, a sense of purpose, a reason to live. Friendship. And finally – hopefully – someone to love who also loves you in return.

It’s not quite as simple as that. Humans also need community, stories, physical activity, positive interactions, and healthy boundaries. Goals, successes, failures, curiosity, opportunities to learn, time in the natural world, hobbies, sunlight, etc.

And, in my opinion – and this is very, very important – everyone needs a Brian. To be more specific, everyone needs a Brian Naghski.

Brian lead-climbing.

Just to be clear at the start, I don’t call Brian “Brian.” I call him “Bri Bri” (pronounced with two long “I” sounds) or, sometimes, I call him “My Bri Bri.” Because he’s that wonderful.

First of all, Bri Bri’s laugh is amazing. Everyone who knows him talks about his laugh, about how it sounds, about how great it is. It’s loud and infectious. When he laughs, other people laugh too. But since laughs are difficult to describe, I can only say that when Bri Bri laughs, all the people around him get a look on their faces like when people watch puppies do something ridiculous and cute.

Also, Bri Bri gets excited about any adventure. If I suggest a ten-mile off-trail navigation course in the desert, he’s in. Better yet, he emails me before we go, writing: “By the way, I really like hiking in the dark.” Going into a difficult adventure, he’s hoping to navigate by the stars.

Or if it’s a white-water rafting trip through a canyon, he writes, “When are you going? I wanna make that happen!”

Or a winter snow-survival trip? He writes, “You know how I love to sleep in snow caves, Don Pedro!”

Bri Bri is endlessly positive and completely unguarded. If he thinks something is awesome, he says, “That’s just AWESOME!!!” He doesn’t care who’s nearby, and he doesn’t care what they think. He’s himself at all times.

He also wants to hear any good story. Even though he’s a slow reader, he wants to read great books. He asks me for summer reading lists and for short, during-the-year reading suggestions. And if I giggle while reading a book next to him in my camp chair, he says, “Hey, when are you gonna loan that book to me?”

Bri Bri’s tall and heavy. He’s a BIG guy. He was a heavyweight wrestler in high school and a defender on a college lacrosse team. Rock climbing isn’t easier for bigger people, so when Bri Bri rock climbs, he has to battle. But that’s what he does. He sweats and grunts and works at it. And if he doesn’t get a route, he gets back on it and tries again a few minutes later. He’s happy to try hard and he’s fine with gasping for air, pumping out his forearms, or feeling his calves quiver. When he climbs, he wants to do some work.

But he’s not just into adventures. Bri Bri brews good beer and shares it with his friends. He loves his wife Kara and his two kids. He scarfs food and chugs coffee. He has a great New Jersey accent, and he believes in building community anywhere he goes.

We used to work together. When Bri Bri was a licensed SPED teacher at the high school where I taught Language Arts, he’d regularly come into my speech class where we had a rule that any visitor – adult or teenager – had to give a short impromptu speech on a topic of the class’s choosing when they first entered the room. It was a tough rule, especially for Bri Bri. He’s not a natural public speaker – and he gets a little nervous sometimes in front of big groups – but he always took on the challenge, and spoke on any topic we gave him, even though our topics were pretty ridiculous sometimes.

Because Bri Bri’s real and honest about his struggles, he understands people, and people connect with him as well. Kids at his new high school say he’s their favorite teacher. One of his students told me, “He gets so excited, and he’s always SO nice to everybody.” I know how his students feel because Bri Bri was my favorite colleague. When he came across a broken-zippered, duct-taped, neon-green down jacket, he knew it was the perfect present for me. And not for my birthday because Bri Bri just gives out presents at random times throughout the year.

Bri Bri and his skis, volunteering with my outdoor program.

We don’t get to hang out too often. Bri Bri has his family and I have mine. We teach at different schools. He coaches youth sports and I run a leadership program. He travels back to the east coast to see his family and I spend a lot of time writing or adventuring with my family. But if we do get a chance to hang out, I always try to take it. Because time with Bri Bri is time well spent.

So yesterday was Bri Bri’s birthday, and for his birthday, Bri Bri wanted to hang out together, to share food and rock climb at our local crag, just the two of us. He wanted to meet me in the morning and not be in a rush. He wanted to climb a few routes, talk for a while, climb a few more routes, then talk some more.

When I showed up, he was rappelling down to the bottom of the main buttress. I met him on the ground and pointed to his ancient climbing rope. It’s at least 10-years old, thickening and shaggy and a pale, faded red color. I said, “I see you bought yourself a new rope.”

He pointed to the t-shirt I was wearing – a surf shirt he knew I found on the ground that had holes in the shoulders – and he said, “I see you bought yourself a new t-shirt.”

Then I got to hear his amazing laugh while we hugged. After that, he handed me a breakfast burrito that he’d bought for me as if it was my birthday morning. And to be honest, it sort of was. There really wasn’t a better way to start a day than hanging out with My Bri Bri.