When I was first approached to write a book based on my article published in The Guardian in 2014, the whole idea seemed tantalizing yet daunting. At the time, I was just learning how to craft articles for larger and more diverse audiences globally. I wasn’t just writing for my friends, coworkers, or colleagues anymore.

The initial conversations with a publisher whose idea was to expand upon the theories, methods, and structural elements of the article excited me. …


I remember the day I powered up my laptop at my first corporate job in 2008. Its ominous hum a siren to be productive-at-all-costs seemed appropriate. With eyes fresh off the pages of overpriced college textbooks and firmly fixed on a corporate pixelated spreadsheet-laden screen, after a year into the gig, I’d soon learn the adjustment to this life would strain more than my eyesight.

Being a recent college grad during a time when the economy at the time was in bad shape, I was grateful to have a job. The benefits, 401K, carpet-walled cubicle, and freshly laminated badge with…


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I often reflect on the times I spent with a ball at my foot as a young player. Each memory that floods forth starts with the little moments at the park or courts playing a simple game. These days, driving through town by a local athletic complex, I often see young players shooting on an open goal or dribbling against one another. I can’t help but smile to see a new generation enjoying time on the pitch in a fleeting season of youth.

Most of the time, the players out on the fields are out there, not working on a…


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It’s been almost a year since I last wrote an entry on this website. I’ve thought about this a great deal. There is no profound explanation for my absence from writing about the game, nor would it matter to you, the reader. Life happens.

This has not been the easiest of years for anyone.

In this absence from writing, I’ve still received feedback regarding posts written five or six years ago and their impact on a person or group of players. On some level, it’s nice to know that people still read my work and find value.

But there was…


The Critic Within

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It was a blustery morning in the lobby of the conference center. The conversations created a cacophony of white noise. I grabbed my coffee and walked to a nearby table to start doing work.

As I sat, I honed-in on a few conversations people were having — not with others, but with themselves. You see, much like myself, these people had grabbed their cup of coffee and found a spot to do some work. The difference was many of them were talking to themselves — harshly.

One woman recited the list of pertinent tasks she put on a monogrammed sheet…


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I remember sitting in traffic one morning — complete gridlock — and learning a valuable lesson through seeing others in pain.

That sounds strange, I know.

I had just accepted that was going to be late for work. I even left early, but before I knew it, the morning’s events were out of my control. An accident here, construction there, and just enough rain for the congestion of people in rolling steel boxes to lose the ability to drive well — all of it compounded the commute’s delay.

All around me, it seemed that everyone had resigned to the drabness…


I am a simple person. I drink coffee black. I don’t like it too hot, but if it’s warm, I won’t drink it. Weird, I know. I refuse to complicate my order at the coffee shop. Medium-sized cup, light roast — that’s what I order. It’s part of a routine cultivated from being over-worked and under-recovered. Most everyone I know does something similar. We all have our thing — a hurried meditation with the self. Even on the days I wake up early and run for miles and miles before the sun comes up, some variation of this routine persists.


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I recently sat in my office and read a passage from the excellent mountaineering book, Himalayan Quest by acclaimed American climber, Ed Viesturs. In the book’s foreword, David Breashears writes about Ed’s ethos to climbing the tallest mountains on Earth:

“Ed’s measured, respectful approach to climbing comes from confidence and experience, not from fear or a desire for fame. It is grounded in the unshakable conviction that mountains are not inherently dangerous places. Danger, instead, stems from inexperience, impatience, and intemperate ambition. This climbing ethic grows slowly and is hard won, for it is the knowledge that a summit holds…


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My whole life I ran mileage. Many of those miles were in the pursuit of sport and playing soccer. Others came in the form pounding out miles on a track, trail, or on the pavement in youthful exuberance.

When life was great, I ran . But when life got dark, I had not learned to run when I was angry. Some say that is a good thing. I disagree. But then again, I am not like most people.

I am something all together different.

I was a very young man when I decided to run and never look back. Those…


Commutes can be a daily dose of soul-crushing monotony and stress. Oftentimes, the day gets away from us before we even leave the house. Once we hit the road, well, that’s when the stress really kicks into high gear while you meander and putt along in first gear. And guess what? Most everyone else is going through the same routine and experiencing the same damn stress.

The common variable about daily commutes whether it’s on the road driving a vehicle, on public transportation, or walking or cycling to a destination is time in transit. Everyone wants to get from Point…

Jon Townsend

Sr. Writer @thesefootytimes, IT Professional — Tech Writer, IT Compliance Analyst, Father, Husband, Footballer, Endurance Runner @jon_townsend3

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