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Update: When I started posting, I cleaned this image up so it would stand out. Since then I’ve realised how much of the internet is bots and AI—hard to trust even when you’re looking right at it. From now on: no edits except privacy blurs. Real beats perfect.
Sometimes I don’t feel lonely… I feel out of sync with the world and the people around me.
Handmade shoes. Nothing fancy — just craft.
it's the iron on the anvil or the iron on the bar, it requires the same discipline.
Forge the steel. Forge the mind.
No gym. No excuses. Just an anvil, snow, and work.
Shoes worked hard.
Hill climbs & more.
On the road.
Another day.
Some miles, some iron, and the simple kind of work that keeps a man steady.
Squat. Run. Shoe. Freeze. Repeat.
Tools repaired. Better work. Nothing fancy, just functional.
Long day.. Still showed up.
Don't need a gym , just effort.
Trust is earned in small ways.
Good horse, long day and training. Grateful for all of it.
Travel Companion
Just showing up and carrying the weight.
Hard day, dirty tools, honest work.
Forge on, still working.
Training, working, dipping in the river… just keeping the wheels turning.
Quiet focus. Getting it right.
I didn’t wake up expecting an adventure. I was just trying to get on a plane. What followed was a missed flight, a dead bank card, and an unexpected evening with strangers who reminded me there’s still a lot of quiet good in the world
Travel changes the plan. Discipline keeps the rhythm.
Training where I can. Doing what needs doing.
I’ve started a slow, deliberate walk through Kipling’s If. This first piece is about keeping your head when everything around you starts to unravel, and what it actually takes to stay steady when blame, doubt, and noise creep in. These are personal reflections, shaped by experience rather than authority.
Letting the year settle for a moment
Some days aren’t for the camera. Still showed up.
Success isn’t just about talent or effort. It’s about balance. You have to walk a narrow line between being proud of what you’ve done and never letting yourself get too comfortable. Between pushing harder and knowing when to pause long enough to breathe. It’s easy to fall to one side or the other. Either you tear yourself apart because you think you’re not doing enough, or you start patting yourself on the back until you stop moving forward. Both are traps.
The modern world moves fast and forgets easily. The things that matter most, gratitude, love, faith, integrity, get stripped of meaning and sold back as slogans. That doesn’t mean they’ve lost their value. It means they’ve been abandoned.
Quiet work.
The world will always pull you in a hundred directions. The answer isn’t to chase them all. It’s to plant your feet, keep your head clear, and move forward steadily. Not for attention. Not for status. But because hard work and honest living still count, whether anyone is watching or not.
You can’t rest in the laurels of what you’ve done in your past. Success can blind you just as easily as failure Stay moving.
This came out of training, not theory.
You don’t need words to know when something is off. You feel it before you can explain it.