Zen Reps: Tactical and Spiritual Fitness Journal

When love beckons to you, follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
As the north wind lays waste the garden.


For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.


Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.


All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.


But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your Tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.


When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, "I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

-Kahlil Gibran, from "The Prophet" ( In honor of my wife's birthday and the love I carry in my heart for her)

• Wake- 0600
• Weigh in- 188.0
• Intu-Flow @ 10 mins.
• Clubbell drill @ 10 mins.
• Breakfast- 8 oz. nonfat local dairy milk, one tablespoon natural crunchy peanut butter, two Kashi roasted almond granola bars. 20 oz. water.
• Lunch- One half turkey and bacon sandwich with lettuce, small French bread roll, one cup of brocolli cheddar soup. 8 oz. sweetened iced tea.
• Dinner- Japanese steak and shrimp with mixed vegetables, one cup of miso soup, salad, 3/4 can Sapporo beer, one cup hot tea, 1/2 slice cheese cake.
• No workout

Today was my wife's birthday and so I hade a rather unorthodox schedule. I took off work early so I could take her out for lunch. we went to Panera Bread and while I attempted to think healthy thoughts about what I chose to eat, it did take me a bit off the course. We repeated the gluttony later in the evening with a dinner from a local Japanese steakhouse. I didn't feel bloated or unclean on the inside like I have with clearly unhealthy meals though. I predict I will get off track again around February 14th. Go figure!