Hi I'm Bronc

[Doc Chewfree]

Endurance

Tomorrow will be nine weeks that I've been quit. Nine weeks. I still can't believe it really. One day at a time adds up.

I've been a little introspective and reflective lately as the days of quit go by. I've taken a look at how I feel, the events (drama) that's gone on, the arguments, the laughs, the FU's, words of wisdom and words of banter. It's been one of the greatest stretches of time in my life. I've grown as a man. I'm not just a quitter, I'm a better man. It's what my quit is about. It's my original intro - to become a man of integrity. It's happening one day at a time.

Each day when I was growing up, my dad used to tell me a little proverb. He would say, "to earn a good name, it takes a lot of hard work. To keep a good name, it takes even more hard work. To lose a good name, it only takes a second." As the adrenaline and emotion of the new quit has worn off and the drudgery of getting through one more day goes on, I think about this a lot. I had a caver in my group this last week that brought it to the forefront of my mind again. I just can't believe it really. It makes me sad and it makes me super mad. I truly hate the idea of a cave. I hate it with everything within me.

I've had someone tell me, don't let it get to you like that. To them I say Fuck Off. You have no idea what this quit means to me. You have no idea how big a deal it is, it is a huge gift. It's a gift given to me by the thousands of dudes that have quit before me and have posted on this site. It's the gift of millions of posts, some a promise to stay quit, some words of wisdom and yep, even the dreaded three questions and day 1 posts. It's the gift I gave myself going through those first two weeks of hell. This quit is mine but it was bought and paid for with the stuff money can't buy and then it was given to me to grow it, nurture it, and guard it. It was given with a promise that if I faithfully took care of it, I would be a better man, and it would add to the beauty of it for the next guy that gets this gift.

When I first joined the site and I would see the some of the posts following some guys admission to caving I thought, dang, these guys are a bunch of dicks. It didn't take me long to understand the importance of it. There must always be, without fail, a mindset and heartset of a zero-tolerance policy. There can be no wavering in the resolve of the members of this site that the basic tenant of giving your word and keeping your word is sacred. I cringe at the idea that we become a site where we're giving guys a pat on the ass and a "you'll get 'em next time tiger." Tolerance in the slightest form, demeans, devalues and depreciates our quit. It is the cancer that will metastasize and render useless a powerful force that makes this a badass effective quitsite. Tolerance leads to acceptance. Acceptance is the world we lived in. To get from tolerance to acceptance, we have to accept lies. Lies that make what is wrong, be ok. And after awhile of a lie being ok, then we end up living in a world where a lie actually becomes truth! There wasn't a single quitter that has come through these virtual doors that hasn't been delusional. And all of the people in the life of that person, are also delusional, because they've had to figure out ways to accept a lie to be around an addict and be ok with it.

This site works because it propogates truth. It is hard hitting, 100% concentrated truth. It's difficult to take because we've accustomed ourselves to living lies. But it is true what is written - The Truth shall set you free. There are thousands of posts about the nic bitch's lies. That isn't a fairly tale. That is the truth. Every single one of those posts is a statement to remind us that there is a difference between reality and the lies we lived in. The greatest threat to this site and this group of people is not a virus that would take the site down or even the loss of members. The greatest threat is an apathetic tolerance that is shrouded in a lie which is called compassion. I think of this often because we have bought that lie in our society that somehow being truthful and upfront is contrary to compassion and empathy. It is not. We can be compassionate to the caver - but never ever ever ever ever ever ever, can we be ok with it and say it's ok. If we do that even once, then what we effectively do is say that a man's word really isn't that important..well, it's mostly important but not always or sometimes it's not important. Bullshit. Our word is everything. It's the foundation of truth. It's honor. It's the name we've worked so hard to achieve. We must pay attention to that and press forward.

Well this is turning into quite the sermon, but I suppose I'm mostly making sure that I document this for myself as I go into the dreaded days of the 70's funk next week. I'm armed now. I'm grateful to you all that post on here. I'm a better man today because of you. I thank you once again for this beautiful gift you've given me. I promise you, I will guard it vigilantly today. Most sincerely, Bronc.

Great read as are all of yours. Using our intros is a great way to document this path we have decided to take. A path to a healthier and fuller life.

I am proud to have you as my quit brother. Together we can, and will succeed.

Very well said, Bronc!

Very well said. Thanks for sharing the insights from your vantage point.

Great stuff as usual, Bronc. You're the man. Proud to be on this journey with you.

Quit on, Brother Bronc.
QLF with you!

[slinger]

Endurance

Tomorrow will be nine weeks that I've been quit. Nine weeks. I still can't believe it really. One day at a time adds up.

I've been a little introspective and reflective lately as the days of quit go by. I've taken a look at how I feel, the events (drama) that's gone on, the arguments, the laughs, the FU's, words of wisdom and words of banter. It's been one of the greatest stretches of time in my life. I've grown as a man. I'm not just a quitter, I'm a better man. It's what my quit is about. It's my original intro - to become a man of integrity. It's happening one day at a time.

Each day when I was growing up, my dad used to tell me a little proverb. He would say, "to earn a good name, it takes a lot of hard work. To keep a good name, it takes even more hard work. To lose a good name, it only takes a second." As the adrenaline and emotion of the new quit has worn off and the drudgery of getting through one more day goes on, I think about this a lot. I had a caver in my group this last week that brought it to the forefront of my mind again. I just can't believe it really. It makes me sad and it makes me super mad. I truly hate the idea of a cave. I hate it with everything within me.

I've had someone tell me, don't let it get to you like that. To them I say Fuck Off. You have no idea what this quit means to me. You have no idea how big a deal it is, it is a huge gift. It's a gift given to me by the thousands of dudes that have quit before me and have posted on this site. It's the gift of millions of posts, some a promise to stay quit, some words of wisdom and yep, even the dreaded three questions and day 1 posts. It's the gift I gave myself going through those first two weeks of hell. This quit is mine but it was bought and paid for with the stuff money can't buy and then it was given to me to grow it, nurture it, and guard it. It was given with a promise that if I faithfully took care of it, I would be a better man, and it would add to the beauty of it for the next guy that gets this gift.

When I first joined the site and I would see the some of the posts following some guys admission to caving I thought, dang, these guys are a bunch of dicks. It didn't take me long to understand the importance of it. There must always be, without fail, a mindset and heartset of a zero-tolerance policy. There can be no wavering in the resolve of the members of this site that the basic tenant of giving your word and keeping your word is sacred. I cringe at the idea that we become a site where we're giving guys a pat on the ass and a "you'll get 'em next time tiger." Tolerance in the slightest form, demeans, devalues and depreciates our quit. It is the cancer that will metastasize and render useless a powerful force that makes this a badass effective quitsite. Tolerance leads to acceptance. Acceptance is the world we lived in. To get from tolerance to acceptance, we have to accept lies. Lies that make what is wrong, be ok. And after awhile of a lie being ok, then we end up living in a world where a lie actually becomes truth! There wasn't a single quitter that has come through these virtual doors that hasn't been delusional. And all of the people in the life of that person, are also delusional, because they've had to figure out ways to accept a lie to be around an addict and be ok with it.

This site works because it propogates truth. It is hard hitting, 100% concentrated truth. It's difficult to take because we've accustomed ourselves to living lies. But it is true what is written - The Truth shall set you free. There are thousands of posts about the nic bitch's lies. That isn't a fairly tale. That is the truth. Every single one of those posts is a statement to remind us that there is a difference between reality and the lies we lived in. The greatest threat to this site and this group of people is not a virus that would take the site down or even the loss of members. The greatest threat is an apathetic tolerance that is shrouded in a lie which is called compassion. I think of this often because we have bought that lie in our society that somehow being truthful and upfront is contrary to compassion and empathy. It is not. We can be compassionate to the caver - but never ever ever ever ever ever ever, can we be ok with it and say it's ok. If we do that even once, then what we effectively do is say that a man's word really isn't that important..well, it's mostly important but not always or sometimes it's not important. Bullshit. Our word is everything. It's the foundation of truth. It's honor. It's the name we've worked so hard to achieve. We must pay attention to that and press forward.

Well this is turning into quite the sermon, but I suppose I'm mostly making sure that I document this for myself as I go into the dreaded days of the 70's funk next week. I'm armed now. I'm grateful to you all that post on here. I'm a better man today because of you. I thank you once again for this beautiful gift you've given me. I promise you, I will guard it vigilantly today. Most sincerely, Bronc.

Great read as are all of yours. Using our intros is a great way to document this path we have decided to take. A path to a healthier and fuller life.

I am proud to have you as my quit brother. Together we can, and will succeed.

Very well said, Bronc!

Very well said. Thanks for sharing the insights from your vantage point.

Great stuff as usual, Bronc. You're the man. Proud to be on this journey with you.

[E&C's Dad]

Endurance

Tomorrow will be nine weeks that I've been quit. Nine weeks. I still can't believe it really. One day at a time adds up.

I've been a little introspective and reflective lately as the days of quit go by. I've taken a look at how I feel, the events (drama) that's gone on, the arguments, the laughs, the FU's, words of wisdom and words of banter. It's been one of the greatest stretches of time in my life. I've grown as a man. I'm not just a quitter, I'm a better man. It's what my quit is about. It's my original intro - to become a man of integrity. It's happening one day at a time.

Each day when I was growing up, my dad used to tell me a little proverb. He would say, "to earn a good name, it takes a lot of hard work. To keep a good name, it takes even more hard work. To lose a good name, it only takes a second." As the adrenaline and emotion of the new quit has worn off and the drudgery of getting through one more day goes on, I think about this a lot. I had a caver in my group this last week that brought it to the forefront of my mind again. I just can't believe it really. It makes me sad and it makes me super mad. I truly hate the idea of a cave. I hate it with everything within me.

I've had someone tell me, don't let it get to you like that. To them I say Fuck Off. You have no idea what this quit means to me. You have no idea how big a deal it is, it is a huge gift. It's a gift given to me by the thousands of dudes that have quit before me and have posted on this site. It's the gift of millions of posts, some a promise to stay quit, some words of wisdom and yep, even the dreaded three questions and day 1 posts. It's the gift I gave myself going through those first two weeks of hell. This quit is mine but it was bought and paid for with the stuff money can't buy and then it was given to me to grow it, nurture it, and guard it. It was given with a promise that if I faithfully took care of it, I would be a better man, and it would add to the beauty of it for the next guy that gets this gift.

When I first joined the site and I would see the some of the posts following some guys admission to caving I thought, dang, these guys are a bunch of dicks. It didn't take me long to understand the importance of it. There must always be, without fail, a mindset and heartset of a zero-tolerance policy. There can be no wavering in the resolve of the members of this site that the basic tenant of giving your word and keeping your word is sacred. I cringe at the idea that we become a site where we're giving guys a pat on the ass and a "you'll get 'em next time tiger." Tolerance in the slightest form, demeans, devalues and depreciates our quit. It is the cancer that will metastasize and render useless a powerful force that makes this a badass effective quitsite. Tolerance leads to acceptance. Acceptance is the world we lived in. To get from tolerance to acceptance, we have to accept lies. Lies that make what is wrong, be ok. And after awhile of a lie being ok, then we end up living in a world where a lie actually becomes truth! There wasn't a single quitter that has come through these virtual doors that hasn't been delusional. And all of the people in the life of that person, are also delusional, because they've had to figure out ways to accept a lie to be around an addict and be ok with it.

This site works because it propogates truth. It is hard hitting, 100% concentrated truth. It's difficult to take because we've accustomed ourselves to living lies. But it is true what is written - The Truth shall set you free. There are thousands of posts about the nic bitch's lies. That isn't a fairly tale. That is the truth. Every single one of those posts is a statement to remind us that there is a difference between reality and the lies we lived in. The greatest threat to this site and this group of people is not a virus that would take the site down or even the loss of members. The greatest threat is an apathetic tolerance that is shrouded in a lie which is called compassion. I think of this often because we have bought that lie in our society that somehow being truthful and upfront is contrary to compassion and empathy. It is not. We can be compassionate to the caver - but never ever ever ever ever ever ever, can we be ok with it and say it's ok. If we do that even once, then what we effectively do is say that a man's word really isn't that important..well, it's mostly important but not always or sometimes it's not important. Bullshit. Our word is everything. It's the foundation of truth. It's honor. It's the name we've worked so hard to achieve. We must pay attention to that and press forward.

Well this is turning into quite the sermon, but I suppose I'm mostly making sure that I document this for myself as I go into the dreaded days of the 70's funk next week. I'm armed now. I'm grateful to you all that post on here. I'm a better man today because of you. I thank you once again for this beautiful gift you've given me. I promise you, I will guard it vigilantly today. Most sincerely, Bronc.

Great read as are all of yours. Using our intros is a great way to document this path we have decided to take. A path to a healthier and fuller life.

I am proud to have you as my quit brother. Together we can, and will succeed.

Very well said, Bronc!

Very well said. Thanks for sharing the insights from your vantage point.

Rev Bronc speaks the truth. Thanks for sharing the gospel.

[brettlees]

Endurance

Tomorrow will be nine weeks that I've been quit. Nine weeks. I still can't believe it really. One day at a time adds up.

I've been a little introspective and reflective lately as the days of quit go by. I've taken a look at how I feel, the events (drama) that's gone on, the arguments, the laughs, the FU's, words of wisdom and words of banter. It's been one of the greatest stretches of time in my life. I've grown as a man. I'm not just a quitter, I'm a better man. It's what my quit is about. It's my original intro - to become a man of integrity. It's happening one day at a time.

Each day when I was growing up, my dad used to tell me a little proverb. He would say, "to earn a good name, it takes a lot of hard work. To keep a good name, it takes even more hard work. To lose a good name, it only takes a second." As the adrenaline and emotion of the new quit has worn off and the drudgery of getting through one more day goes on, I think about this a lot. I had a caver in my group this last week that brought it to the forefront of my mind again. I just can't believe it really. It makes me sad and it makes me super mad. I truly hate the idea of a cave. I hate it with everything within me.

I've had someone tell me, don't let it get to you like that. To them I say Fuck Off. You have no idea what this quit means to me. You have no idea how big a deal it is, it is a huge gift. It's a gift given to me by the thousands of dudes that have quit before me and have posted on this site. It's the gift of millions of posts, some a promise to stay quit, some words of wisdom and yep, even the dreaded three questions and day 1 posts. It's the gift I gave myself going through those first two weeks of hell. This quit is mine but it was bought and paid for with the stuff money can't buy and then it was given to me to grow it, nurture it, and guard it. It was given with a promise that if I faithfully took care of it, I would be a better man, and it would add to the beauty of it for the next guy that gets this gift.

When I first joined the site and I would see the some of the posts following some guys admission to caving I thought, dang, these guys are a bunch of dicks. It didn't take me long to understand the importance of it. There must always be, without fail, a mindset and heartset of a zero-tolerance policy. There can be no wavering in the resolve of the members of this site that the basic tenant of giving your word and keeping your word is sacred. I cringe at the idea that we become a site where we're giving guys a pat on the ass and a "you'll get 'em next time tiger." Tolerance in the slightest form, demeans, devalues and depreciates our quit. It is the cancer that will metastasize and render useless a powerful force that makes this a badass effective quitsite. Tolerance leads to acceptance. Acceptance is the world we lived in. To get from tolerance to acceptance, we have to accept lies. Lies that make what is wrong, be ok. And after awhile of a lie being ok, then we end up living in a world where a lie actually becomes truth! There wasn't a single quitter that has come through these virtual doors that hasn't been delusional. And all of the people in the life of that person, are also delusional, because they've had to figure out ways to accept a lie to be around an addict and be ok with it.

This site works because it propogates truth. It is hard hitting, 100% concentrated truth. It's difficult to take because we've accustomed ourselves to living lies. But it is true what is written - The Truth shall set you free. There are thousands of posts about the nic bitch's lies. That isn't a fairly tale. That is the truth. Every single one of those posts is a statement to remind us that there is a difference between reality and the lies we lived in. The greatest threat to this site and this group of people is not a virus that would take the site down or even the loss of members. The greatest threat is an apathetic tolerance that is shrouded in a lie which is called compassion. I think of this often because we have bought that lie in our society that somehow being truthful and upfront is contrary to compassion and empathy. It is not. We can be compassionate to the caver - but never ever ever ever ever ever ever, can we be ok with it and say it's ok. If we do that even once, then what we effectively do is say that a man's word really isn't that important..well, it's mostly important but not always or sometimes it's not important. Bullshit. Our word is everything. It's the foundation of truth. It's honor. It's the name we've worked so hard to achieve. We must pay attention to that and press forward.

Well this is turning into quite the sermon, but I suppose I'm mostly making sure that I document this for myself as I go into the dreaded days of the 70's funk next week. I'm armed now. I'm grateful to you all that post on here. I'm a better man today because of you. I thank you once again for this beautiful gift you've given me. I promise you, I will guard it vigilantly today. Most sincerely, Bronc.

Great read as are all of yours. Using our intros is a great way to document this path we have decided to take. A path to a healthier and fuller life.

I am proud to have you as my quit brother. Together we can, and will succeed.

Very well said, Bronc!

Very well said. Thanks for sharing the insights from your vantage point.

[LeonardThompson]

Hold up, man...70's funk? I love me some 70's funk. It's groovy and you can dance to it.

[slug.go]

Endurance

Tomorrow will be nine weeks that I've been quit. Nine weeks. I still can't believe it really. One day at a time adds up.

I've been a little introspective and reflective lately as the days of quit go by. I've taken a look at how I feel, the events (drama) that's gone on, the arguments, the laughs, the FU's, words of wisdom and words of banter. It's been one of the greatest stretches of time in my life. I've grown as a man. I'm not just a quitter, I'm a better man. It's what my quit is about. It's my original intro - to become a man of integrity. It's happening one day at a time.

Each day when I was growing up, my dad used to tell me a little proverb. He would say, "to earn a good name, it takes a lot of hard work. To keep a good name, it takes even more hard work. To lose a good name, it only takes a second." As the adrenaline and emotion of the new quit has worn off and the drudgery of getting through one more day goes on, I think about this a lot. I had a caver in my group this last week that brought it to the forefront of my mind again. I just can't believe it really. It makes me sad and it makes me super mad. I truly hate the idea of a cave. I hate it with everything within me.

I've had someone tell me, don't let it get to you like that. To them I say Fuck Off. You have no idea what this quit means to me. You have no idea how big a deal it is, it is a huge gift. It's a gift given to me by the thousands of dudes that have quit before me and have posted on this site. It's the gift of millions of posts, some a promise to stay quit, some words of wisdom and yep, even the dreaded three questions and day 1 posts. It's the gift I gave myself going through those first two weeks of hell. This quit is mine but it was bought and paid for with the stuff money can't buy and then it was given to me to grow it, nurture it, and guard it. It was given with a promise that if I faithfully took care of it, I would be a better man, and it would add to the beauty of it for the next guy that gets this gift.

When I first joined the site and I would see the some of the posts following some guys admission to caving I thought, dang, these guys are a bunch of dicks. It didn't take me long to understand the importance of it. There must always be, without fail, a mindset and heartset of a zero-tolerance policy. There can be no wavering in the resolve of the members of this site that the basic tenant of giving your word and keeping your word is sacred. I cringe at the idea that we become a site where we're giving guys a pat on the ass and a "you'll get 'em next time tiger." Tolerance in the slightest form, demeans, devalues and depreciates our quit. It is the cancer that will metastasize and render useless a powerful force that makes this a badass effective quitsite. Tolerance leads to acceptance. Acceptance is the world we lived in. To get from tolerance to acceptance, we have to accept lies. Lies that make what is wrong, be ok. And after awhile of a lie being ok, then we end up living in a world where a lie actually becomes truth! There wasn't a single quitter that has come through these virtual doors that hasn't been delusional. And all of the people in the life of that person, are also delusional, because they've had to figure out ways to accept a lie to be around an addict and be ok with it.

This site works because it propogates truth. It is hard hitting, 100% concentrated truth. It's difficult to take because we've accustomed ourselves to living lies. But it is true what is written - The Truth shall set you free. There are thousands of posts about the nic bitch's lies. That isn't a fairly tale. That is the truth. Every single one of those posts is a statement to remind us that there is a difference between reality and the lies we lived in. The greatest threat to this site and this group of people is not a virus that would take the site down or even the loss of members. The greatest threat is an apathetic tolerance that is shrouded in a lie which is called compassion. I think of this often because we have bought that lie in our society that somehow being truthful and upfront is contrary to compassion and empathy. It is not. We can be compassionate to the caver - but never ever ever ever ever ever ever, can we be ok with it and say it's ok. If we do that even once, then what we effectively do is say that a man's word really isn't that important..well, it's mostly important but not always or sometimes it's not important. Bullshit. Our word is everything. It's the foundation of truth. It's honor. It's the name we've worked so hard to achieve. We must pay attention to that and press forward.

Well this is turning into quite the sermon, but I suppose I'm mostly making sure that I document this for myself as I go into the dreaded days of the 70's funk next week. I'm armed now. I'm grateful to you all that post on here. I'm a better man today because of you. I thank you once again for this beautiful gift you've given me. I promise you, I will guard it vigilantly today. Most sincerely, Bronc.

Great read as are all of yours. Using our intros is a great way to document this path we have decided to take. A path to a healthier and fuller life.

I am proud to have you as my quit brother. Together we can, and will succeed.

Very well said, Bronc!

[Raider]

Endurance

Tomorrow will be nine weeks that I've been quit. Nine weeks. I still can't believe it really. One day at a time adds up.

I've been a little introspective and reflective lately as the days of quit go by. I've taken a look at how I feel, the events (drama) that's gone on, the arguments, the laughs, the FU's, words of wisdom and words of banter. It's been one of the greatest stretches of time in my life. I've grown as a man. I'm not just a quitter, I'm a better man. It's what my quit is about. It's my original intro - to become a man of integrity. It's happening one day at a time.

Each day when I was growing up, my dad used to tell me a little proverb. He would say, "to earn a good name, it takes a lot of hard work. To keep a good name, it takes even more hard work. To lose a good name, it only takes a second." As the adrenaline and emotion of the new quit has worn off and the drudgery of getting through one more day goes on, I think about this a lot. I had a caver in my group this last week that brought it to the forefront of my mind again. I just can't believe it really. It makes me sad and it makes me super mad. I truly hate the idea of a cave. I hate it with everything within me.

I've had someone tell me, don't let it get to you like that. To them I say Fuck Off. You have no idea what this quit means to me. You have no idea how big a deal it is, it is a huge gift. It's a gift given to me by the thousands of dudes that have quit before me and have posted on this site. It's the gift of millions of posts, some a promise to stay quit, some words of wisdom and yep, even the dreaded three questions and day 1 posts. It's the gift I gave myself going through those first two weeks of hell. This quit is mine but it was bought and paid for with the stuff money can't buy and then it was given to me to grow it, nurture it, and guard it. It was given with a promise that if I faithfully took care of it, I would be a better man, and it would add to the beauty of it for the next guy that gets this gift.

When I first joined the site and I would see the some of the posts following some guys admission to caving I thought, dang, these guys are a bunch of dicks. It didn't take me long to understand the importance of it. There must always be, without fail, a mindset and heartset of a zero-tolerance policy. There can be no wavering in the resolve of the members of this site that the basic tenant of giving your word and keeping your word is sacred. I cringe at the idea that we become a site where we're giving guys a pat on the ass and a "you'll get 'em next time tiger." Tolerance in the slightest form, demeans, devalues and depreciates our quit. It is the cancer that will metastasize and render useless a powerful force that makes this a badass effective quitsite. Tolerance leads to acceptance. Acceptance is the world we lived in. To get from tolerance to acceptance, we have to accept lies. Lies that make what is wrong, be ok. And after awhile of a lie being ok, then we end up living in a world where a lie actually becomes truth! There wasn't a single quitter that has come through these virtual doors that hasn't been delusional. And all of the people in the life of that person, are also delusional, because they've had to figure out ways to accept a lie to be around an addict and be ok with it.

This site works because it propogates truth. It is hard hitting, 100% concentrated truth. It's difficult to take because we've accustomed ourselves to living lies. But it is true what is written - The Truth shall set you free. There are thousands of posts about the nic bitch's lies. That isn't a fairly tale. That is the truth. Every single one of those posts is a statement to remind us that there is a difference between reality and the lies we lived in. The greatest threat to this site and this group of people is not a virus that would take the site down or even the loss of members. The greatest threat is an apathetic tolerance that is shrouded in a lie which is called compassion. I think of this often because we have bought that lie in our society that somehow being truthful and upfront is contrary to compassion and empathy. It is not. We can be compassionate to the caver - but never ever ever ever ever ever ever, can we be ok with it and say it's ok. If we do that even once, then what we effectively do is say that a man's word really isn't that important..well, it's mostly important but not always or sometimes it's not important. Bullshit. Our word is everything. It's the foundation of truth. It's honor. It's the name we've worked so hard to achieve. We must pay attention to that and press forward.

Well this is turning into quite the sermon, but I suppose I'm mostly making sure that I document this for myself as I go into the dreaded days of the 70's funk next week. I'm armed now. I'm grateful to you all that post on here. I'm a better man today because of you. I thank you once again for this beautiful gift you've given me. I promise you, I will guard it vigilantly today. Most sincerely, Bronc.

Great read as are all of yours. Using our intros is a great way to document this path we have decided to take. A path to a healthier and fuller life.

I am proud to have you as my quit brother. Together we can, and will succeed.

[bronc]

Endurance

Tomorrow will be nine weeks that I've been quit. Nine weeks. I still can't believe it really. One day at a time adds up.

I've been a little introspective and reflective lately as the days of quit go by. I've taken a look at how I feel, the events (drama) that's gone on, the arguments, the laughs, the FU's, words of wisdom and words of banter. It's been one of the greatest stretches of time in my life. I've grown as a man. I'm not just a quitter, I'm a better man. It's what my quit is about. It's my original intro - to become a man of integrity. It's happening one day at a time.

Each day when I was growing up, my dad used to tell me a little proverb. He would say, "to earn a good name, it takes a lot of hard work. To keep a good name, it takes even more hard work. To lose a good name, it only takes a second." As the adrenaline and emotion of the new quit has worn off and the drudgery of getting through one more day goes on, I think about this a lot. I had a caver in my group this last week that brought it to the forefront of my mind again. I just can't believe it really. It makes me sad and it makes me super mad. I truly hate the idea of a cave. I hate it with everything within me.

I've had someone tell me, don't let it get to you like that. To them I say Fuck Off. You have no idea what this quit means to me. You have no idea how big a deal it is, it is a huge gift. It's a gift given to me by the thousands of dudes that have quit before me and have posted on this site. It's the gift of millions of posts, some a promise to stay quit, some words of wisdom and yep, even the dreaded three questions and day 1 posts. It's the gift I gave myself going through those first two weeks of hell. This quit is mine but it was bought and paid for with the stuff money can't buy and then it was given to me to grow it, nurture it, and guard it. It was given with a promise that if I faithfully took care of it, I would be a better man, and it would add to the beauty of it for the next guy that gets this gift.

When I first joined the site and I would see the some of the posts following some guys admission to caving I thought, dang, these guys are a bunch of dicks. It didn't take me long to understand the importance of it. There must always be, without fail, a mindset and heartset of a zero-tolerance policy. There can be no wavering in the resolve of the members of this site that the basic tenant of giving your word and keeping your word is sacred. I cringe at the idea that we become a site where we're giving guys a pat on the ass and a "you'll get 'em next time tiger." Tolerance in the slightest form, demeans, devalues and depreciates our quit. It is the cancer that will metastasize and render useless a powerful force that makes this a badass effective quitsite. Tolerance leads to acceptance. Acceptance is the world we lived in. To get from tolerance to acceptance, we have to accept lies. Lies that make what is wrong, be ok. And after awhile of a lie being ok, then we end up living in a world where a lie actually becomes truth! There wasn't a single quitter that has come through these virtual doors that hasn't been delusional. And all of the people in the life of that person, are also delusional, because they've had to figure out ways to accept a lie to be around an addict and be ok with it.

This site works because it propogates truth. It is hard hitting, 100% concentrated truth. It's difficult to take because we've accustomed ourselves to living lies. But it is true what is written - The Truth shall set you free. There are thousands of posts about the nic bitch's lies. That isn't a fairly tale. That is the truth. Every single one of those posts is a statement to remind us that there is a difference between reality and the lies we lived in. The greatest threat to this site and this group of people is not a virus that would take the site down or even the loss of members. The greatest threat is an apathetic tolerance that is shrouded in a lie which is called compassion. I think of this often because we have bought that lie in our society that somehow being truthful and upfront is contrary to compassion and empathy. It is not. We can be compassionate to the caver - but never ever ever ever ever ever ever, can we be ok with it and say it's ok. If we do that even once, then what we effectively do is say that a man's word really isn't that important..well, it's mostly important but not always or sometimes it's not important. Bullshit. Our word is everything. It's the foundation of truth. It's honor. It's the name we've worked so hard to achieve. We must pay attention to that and press forward.

Well this is turning into quite the sermon, but I suppose I'm mostly making sure that I document this for myself as I go into the dreaded days of the 70's funk next week. I'm armed now. I'm grateful to you all that post on here. I'm a better man today because of you. I thank you once again for this beautiful gift you've given me. I promise you, I will guard it vigilantly today. Most sincerely, Bronc.

[Kdip]

Along For the Ride
You learn a lot of life lessons in rodeo; lessons that apply to everyday life. Five weeks into the quit and watching the quitters come after me and listening to and watching the vets that have gone before me, I have to say that once again my three days at Sankey Rodeo School in New Caney, TX was worth it.
A lot of people that aren't extremely familiar with rodeo think that the goal is to stay on the horse for 8 seconds-to just hang on and make it through. That's how it appears when you just watch it. It's not the case. A bronc rider doesn't just hang on and try to make the 8 seconds. You'll get really hurt and won't win a thing doing that.
In order to have a winning ride, a rider has to be active and aggressive. You don't just hang on. You move your legs up and down aggressively and by doing that it keeps your momentum centered on the horse in time with the bronc's buck. Be aggressive and take the fight to it.
The second part is the free hand. The free hand is really important. You keep it up and away from the bronc because it gives you balance. You drop that arm and try and grab the riggin with both hands and you are going to fall off the bronc because it's going to shift your momentum in the wrong way. And in that particular case - you fall off the bronc on the wrong side which means you're going to get hung up (hand still stuck in the riggin while your body is off the bronc.) This represents about the worst possible scenario. So the thing that seems like the safest thing to do when you are in trouble, to grab with both hands, is actually the worst possible thing you can do.
These two bronc riding scenarios make me think of my quit in these ways; am I being active and aggressive and asking the question will a chew really help me or get me killed? I think about these things a lot while I'm walking down the path. I don't want to just quit and go along for the ride. I won't make it. For me - I have to take the fight to the nic bitch. I don't cower in fear that I'm going to cave when I wake up - I have a gleam in my eye wondering what the heck this gals got for me today. I'm going to take the fight to her not sit around waiting for shock and awe to happen to me. Fuck that. That will kill me.
What does that look like ? Well - it's really simple. I look at what the vets are doing. I'm sure there are some quitters that have been quit a long time that aren't on here but I don't know what they are doing. I do know that the guys and gals on here that have been long time quitters invest in others. They take the fight to the nic bitch in whole..not just for themselves but for anyone else that wants to get out from under her grasp. They post, they text they meet with each other they are full on ghey; a term I've come to love and embrace.
The other people I learn my lesson from are the cavers. These are the ones that think they are strong enough; that they have enough strength just in their arm to hang on. They may go 8 seconds, but they will never win a buckle. More likely than not, they end up caving and posting a day 1 again. They invest in no one else. They hunker down and just want to get through the day. They quiver at every wind of challenge. Yep -they help my quit because as every coach I ever had told me you can learn as much from a loser as you can from a winner. There's always a
'what to do" and a "what not to do."
So here I am on a Saturday without a dip in my mouth and typing my random thoughts on quitting. I'm reflecting a bit on the last few weeks and thinking about the rest of today. I have already resolved that I love the sound of a cheering crowd for overcoming the bitch rather than somehow embracing sympathy for being a loser. No -I do not want to be a loser today. I'm going to ride hard today. I'm going to reach out to the many people that gave me their numbers to check on them. I'll be on chat. I'll post roll on other pages and let someone know I'm thinking of them. Fuck ya! I'm going to ride like a winner today and I can hardly wait to post day 37 tomorrow morning. It's the equivalent to me of standing on the podium while the American flag is being raised and some smoking hot chick with huge hoo hoos is singing the star spangled banner. Yep...I'll take that please.

You have a great attitude. It's refreshing when you read about people whining and caving and stuff. Reading your stuff is much better!

Keep it up! I'll quit with you any damn day. 'oh yeah'

Bronc,
Love the content. Love the attitude. And love the rodeo references. I am a fan. As a family, we attend Ellensburg and Pendleton every year without fail. Nothing quite like it.
ZC

Great read bronc. Been watching your quit from distance. You get it brother. Keep going, it gets better and better. ;) Ghey is where it's at.

Bronc, this is an amazing post. Insightful, creative, and most importantly inspiring. From the outsider's perspective looking in, your personal quit has been a pleasure to watch and to learn from. Thank you for sharing this.

Bronc proud to call you a quit brother. Our June poon platoon and ktc as a whole are stronger because you are here. Quit with you everyday!

Just stumbled on your intro this morning bronc. Your analogy of how a really successful quit parallels riding a bronc really rings true with me. To really make this quit thing work, you have to push the envelope a bit and get out of your comfort zone. If not, it becomes boring and routine, You risk falling back into your old ways and before you know it you will be posting a day 1 again. A friend of mine that quit on this site about 3 years ago faded to where was just posting once in a while in his quit group. I found out he caved a couple of weeks ago. I talked to him and he just got "tired" of fighting the nic bitch. I really think his quit had become boring and was now too much "worK". He took the easy way out and decided it wasn't worth the effort to stay quit anymore. I have been there myself at times. Being involved with new quitters helps keep me focused on why I quit in the first place and keeps the quit more fresh. IT adds new meaning to my quit. Otherwise I would have gone the way of many other "quitters" that just take the easy way out and are back to finger banging the can daily. Keeping the nic bitch at bay is a daily and a lifetime commitment. She is and always will be there whispering in your ear and waiting for that moment of weakness to win you back. I give you my word that I will not use today hope you continue to do so as well!!! ! Proud to be quit with you and all the other gheys on this site!!!!!

[E&C's Dad]

Along For the Ride
You learn a lot of life lessons in rodeo; lessons that apply to everyday life. Five weeks into the quit and watching the quitters come after me and listening to and watching the vets that have gone before me, I have to say that once again my three days at Sankey Rodeo School in New Caney, TX was worth it.
A lot of people that aren't extremely familiar with rodeo think that the goal is to stay on the horse for 8 seconds-to just hang on and make it through. That's how it appears when you just watch it. It's not the case. A bronc rider doesn't just hang on and try to make the 8 seconds. You'll get really hurt and won't win a thing doing that.
In order to have a winning ride, a rider has to be active and aggressive. You don't just hang on. You move your legs up and down aggressively and by doing that it keeps your momentum centered on the horse in time with the bronc's buck. Be aggressive and take the fight to it.
The second part is the free hand. The free hand is really important. You keep it up and away from the bronc because it gives you balance. You drop that arm and try and grab the riggin with both hands and you are going to fall off the bronc because it's going to shift your momentum in the wrong way. And in that particular case - you fall off the bronc on the wrong side which means you're going to get hung up (hand still stuck in the riggin while your body is off the bronc.) This represents about the worst possible scenario. So the thing that seems like the safest thing to do when you are in trouble, to grab with both hands, is actually the worst possible thing you can do.
These two bronc riding scenarios make me think of my quit in these ways; am I being active and aggressive and asking the question will a chew really help me or get me killed? I think about these things a lot while I'm walking down the path. I don't want to just quit and go along for the ride. I won't make it. For me - I have to take the fight to the nic bitch. I don't cower in fear that I'm going to cave when I wake up - I have a gleam in my eye wondering what the heck this gals got for me today. I'm going to take the fight to her not sit around waiting for shock and awe to happen to me. Fuck that. That will kill me.
What does that look like ? Well - it's really simple. I look at what the vets are doing. I'm sure there are some quitters that have been quit a long time that aren't on here but I don't know what they are doing. I do know that the guys and gals on here that have been long time quitters invest in others. They take the fight to the nic bitch in whole..not just for themselves but for anyone else that wants to get out from under her grasp. They post, they text they meet with each other they are full on ghey; a term I've come to love and embrace.
The other people I learn my lesson from are the cavers. These are the ones that think they are strong enough; that they have enough strength just in their arm to hang on. They may go 8 seconds, but they will never win a buckle. More likely than not, they end up caving and posting a day 1 again. They invest in no one else. They hunker down and just want to get through the day. They quiver at every wind of challenge. Yep -they help my quit because as every coach I ever had told me you can learn as much from a loser as you can from a winner. There's always a
'what to do" and a "what not to do."
So here I am on a Saturday without a dip in my mouth and typing my random thoughts on quitting. I'm reflecting a bit on the last few weeks and thinking about the rest of today. I have already resolved that I love the sound of a cheering crowd for overcoming the bitch rather than somehow embracing sympathy for being a loser. No -I do not want to be a loser today. I'm going to ride hard today. I'm going to reach out to the many people that gave me their numbers to check on them. I'll be on chat. I'll post roll on other pages and let someone know I'm thinking of them. Fuck ya! I'm going to ride like a winner today and I can hardly wait to post day 37 tomorrow morning. It's the equivalent to me of standing on the podium while the American flag is being raised and some smoking hot chick with huge hoo hoos is singing the star spangled banner. Yep...I'll take that please.

You have a great attitude. It's refreshing when you read about people whining and caving and stuff. Reading your stuff is much better!

Keep it up! I'll quit with you any damn day. 'oh yeah'

Bronc,
Love the content. Love the attitude. And love the rodeo references. I am a fan. As a family, we attend Ellensburg and Pendleton every year without fail. Nothing quite like it.
ZC

Great read bronc. Been watching your quit from distance. You get it brother. Keep going, it gets better and better. ;) Ghey is where it's at.

Bronc, this is an amazing post. Insightful, creative, and most importantly inspiring. From the outsider's perspective looking in, your personal quit has been a pleasure to watch and to learn from. Thank you for sharing this.

Bronc proud to call you a quit brother. Our June poon platoon and ktc as a whole are stronger because you are here. Quit with you everyday!

[Steakbomb18]

Along For the Ride
You learn a lot of life lessons in rodeo; lessons that apply to everyday life. Five weeks into the quit and watching the quitters come after me and listening to and watching the vets that have gone before me, I have to say that once again my three days at Sankey Rodeo School in New Caney, TX was worth it.
A lot of people that aren't extremely familiar with rodeo think that the goal is to stay on the horse for 8 seconds-to just hang on and make it through. That's how it appears when you just watch it. It's not the case. A bronc rider doesn't just hang on and try to make the 8 seconds. You'll get really hurt and won't win a thing doing that.
In order to have a winning ride, a rider has to be active and aggressive. You don't just hang on. You move your legs up and down aggressively and by doing that it keeps your momentum centered on the horse in time with the bronc's buck. Be aggressive and take the fight to it.
The second part is the free hand. The free hand is really important. You keep it up and away from the bronc because it gives you balance. You drop that arm and try and grab the riggin with both hands and you are going to fall off the bronc because it's going to shift your momentum in the wrong way. And in that particular case - you fall off the bronc on the wrong side which means you're going to get hung up (hand still stuck in the riggin while your body is off the bronc.) This represents about the worst possible scenario. So the thing that seems like the safest thing to do when you are in trouble, to grab with both hands, is actually the worst possible thing you can do.
These two bronc riding scenarios make me think of my quit in these ways; am I being active and aggressive and asking the question will a chew really help me or get me killed? I think about these things a lot while I'm walking down the path. I don't want to just quit and go along for the ride. I won't make it. For me - I have to take the fight to the nic bitch. I don't cower in fear that I'm going to cave when I wake up - I have a gleam in my eye wondering what the heck this gals got for me today. I'm going to take the fight to her not sit around waiting for shock and awe to happen to me. Fuck that. That will kill me.
What does that look like ? Well - it's really simple. I look at what the vets are doing. I'm sure there are some quitters that have been quit a long time that aren't on here but I don't know what they are doing. I do know that the guys and gals on here that have been long time quitters invest in others. They take the fight to the nic bitch in whole..not just for themselves but for anyone else that wants to get out from under her grasp. They post, they text they meet with each other they are full on ghey; a term I've come to love and embrace.
The other people I learn my lesson from are the cavers. These are the ones that think they are strong enough; that they have enough strength just in their arm to hang on. They may go 8 seconds, but they will never win a buckle. More likely than not, they end up caving and posting a day 1 again. They invest in no one else. They hunker down and just want to get through the day. They quiver at every wind of challenge. Yep -they help my quit because as every coach I ever had told me you can learn as much from a loser as you can from a winner. There's always a
'what to do" and a "what not to do."
So here I am on a Saturday without a dip in my mouth and typing my random thoughts on quitting. I'm reflecting a bit on the last few weeks and thinking about the rest of today. I have already resolved that I love the sound of a cheering crowd for overcoming the bitch rather than somehow embracing sympathy for being a loser. No -I do not want to be a loser today. I'm going to ride hard today. I'm going to reach out to the many people that gave me their numbers to check on them. I'll be on chat. I'll post roll on other pages and let someone know I'm thinking of them. Fuck ya! I'm going to ride like a winner today and I can hardly wait to post day 37 tomorrow morning. It's the equivalent to me of standing on the podium while the American flag is being raised and some smoking hot chick with huge hoo hoos is singing the star spangled banner. Yep...I'll take that please.

You have a great attitude. It's refreshing when you read about people whining and caving and stuff. Reading your stuff is much better!

Keep it up! I'll quit with you any damn day. 'oh yeah'

Bronc,
Love the content. Love the attitude. And love the rodeo references. I am a fan. As a family, we attend Ellensburg and Pendleton every year without fail. Nothing quite like it.
ZC

Great read bronc. Been watching your quit from distance. You get it brother. Keep going, it gets better and better. ;) Ghey is where it's at.

Bronc, this is an amazing post. Insightful, creative, and most importantly inspiring. From the outsider's perspective looking in, your personal quit has been a pleasure to watch and to learn from. Thank you for sharing this.

[MCO]

Proud as fuck to quit with you today!

[srans]

Along For the Ride
You learn a lot of life lessons in rodeo; lessons that apply to everyday life. Five weeks into the quit and watching the quitters come after me and listening to and watching the vets that have gone before me, I have to say that once again my three days at Sankey Rodeo School in New Caney, TX was worth it.
A lot of people that aren't extremely familiar with rodeo think that the goal is to stay on the horse for 8 seconds-to just hang on and make it through. That's how it appears when you just watch it. It's not the case. A bronc rider doesn't just hang on and try to make the 8 seconds. You'll get really hurt and won't win a thing doing that.
In order to have a winning ride, a rider has to be active and aggressive. You don't just hang on. You move your legs up and down aggressively and by doing that it keeps your momentum centered on the horse in time with the bronc's buck. Be aggressive and take the fight to it.
The second part is the free hand. The free hand is really important. You keep it up and away from the bronc because it gives you balance. You drop that arm and try and grab the riggin with both hands and you are going to fall off the bronc because it's going to shift your momentum in the wrong way. And in that particular case - you fall off the bronc on the wrong side which means you're going to get hung up (hand still stuck in the riggin while your body is off the bronc.) This represents about the worst possible scenario. So the thing that seems like the safest thing to do when you are in trouble, to grab with both hands, is actually the worst possible thing you can do.
These two bronc riding scenarios make me think of my quit in these ways; am I being active and aggressive and asking the question will a chew really help me or get me killed? I think about these things a lot while I'm walking down the path. I don't want to just quit and go along for the ride. I won't make it. For me - I have to take the fight to the nic bitch. I don't cower in fear that I'm going to cave when I wake up - I have a gleam in my eye wondering what the heck this gals got for me today. I'm going to take the fight to her not sit around waiting for shock and awe to happen to me. Fuck that. That will kill me.
What does that look like ? Well - it's really simple. I look at what the vets are doing. I'm sure there are some quitters that have been quit a long time that aren't on here but I don't know what they are doing. I do know that the guys and gals on here that have been long time quitters invest in others. They take the fight to the nic bitch in whole..not just for themselves but for anyone else that wants to get out from under her grasp. They post, they text they meet with each other they are full on ghey; a term I've come to love and embrace.
The other people I learn my lesson from are the cavers. These are the ones that think they are strong enough; that they have enough strength just in their arm to hang on. They may go 8 seconds, but they will never win a buckle. More likely than not, they end up caving and posting a day 1 again. They invest in no one else. They hunker down and just want to get through the day. They quiver at every wind of challenge. Yep -they help my quit because as every coach I ever had told me you can learn as much from a loser as you can from a winner. There's always a
'what to do" and a "what not to do."
So here I am on a Saturday without a dip in my mouth and typing my random thoughts on quitting. I'm reflecting a bit on the last few weeks and thinking about the rest of today. I have already resolved that I love the sound of a cheering crowd for overcoming the bitch rather than somehow embracing sympathy for being a loser. No -I do not want to be a loser today. I'm going to ride hard today. I'm going to reach out to the many people that gave me their numbers to check on them. I'll be on chat. I'll post roll on other pages and let someone know I'm thinking of them. Fuck ya! I'm going to ride like a winner today and I can hardly wait to post day 37 tomorrow morning. It's the equivalent to me of standing on the podium while the American flag is being raised and some smoking hot chick with huge hoo hoos is singing the star spangled banner. Yep...I'll take that please.

You have a great attitude. It's refreshing when you read about people whining and caving and stuff. Reading your stuff is much better!

Keep it up! I'll quit with you any damn day. 'oh yeah'

Bronc,
Love the content. Love the attitude. And love the rodeo references. I am a fan. As a family, we attend Ellensburg and Pendleton every year without fail. Nothing quite like it.
ZC

Great read bronc. Been watching your quit from distance. You get it brother. Keep going, it gets better and better. ;) Ghey is where it's at.

[ZillahCowboy]

Along For the Ride
You learn a lot of life lessons in rodeo; lessons that apply to everyday life. Five weeks into the quit and watching the quitters come after me and listening to and watching the vets that have gone before me, I have to say that once again my three days at Sankey Rodeo School in New Caney, TX was worth it.
A lot of people that aren't extremely familiar with rodeo think that the goal is to stay on the horse for 8 seconds-to just hang on and make it through. That's how it appears when you just watch it. It's not the case. A bronc rider doesn't just hang on and try to make the 8 seconds. You'll get really hurt and won't win a thing doing that.
In order to have a winning ride, a rider has to be active and aggressive. You don't just hang on. You move your legs up and down aggressively and by doing that it keeps your momentum centered on the horse in time with the bronc's buck. Be aggressive and take the fight to it.
The second part is the free hand. The free hand is really important. You keep it up and away from the bronc because it gives you balance. You drop that arm and try and grab the riggin with both hands and you are going to fall off the bronc because it's going to shift your momentum in the wrong way. And in that particular case - you fall off the bronc on the wrong side which means you're going to get hung up (hand still stuck in the riggin while your body is off the bronc.) This represents about the worst possible scenario. So the thing that seems like the safest thing to do when you are in trouble, to grab with both hands, is actually the worst possible thing you can do.
These two bronc riding scenarios make me think of my quit in these ways; am I being active and aggressive and asking the question will a chew really help me or get me killed? I think about these things a lot while I'm walking down the path. I don't want to just quit and go along for the ride. I won't make it. For me - I have to take the fight to the nic bitch. I don't cower in fear that I'm going to cave when I wake up - I have a gleam in my eye wondering what the heck this gals got for me today. I'm going to take the fight to her not sit around waiting for shock and awe to happen to me. Fuck that. That will kill me.
What does that look like ? Well - it's really simple. I look at what the vets are doing. I'm sure there are some quitters that have been quit a long time that aren't on here but I don't know what they are doing. I do know that the guys and gals on here that have been long time quitters invest in others. They take the fight to the nic bitch in whole..not just for themselves but for anyone else that wants to get out from under her grasp. They post, they text they meet with each other they are full on ghey; a term I've come to love and embrace.
The other people I learn my lesson from are the cavers. These are the ones that think they are strong enough; that they have enough strength just in their arm to hang on. They may go 8 seconds, but they will never win a buckle. More likely than not, they end up caving and posting a day 1 again. They invest in no one else. They hunker down and just want to get through the day. They quiver at every wind of challenge. Yep -they help my quit because as every coach I ever had told me you can learn as much from a loser as you can from a winner. There's always a
'what to do" and a "what not to do."
So here I am on a Saturday without a dip in my mouth and typing my random thoughts on quitting. I'm reflecting a bit on the last few weeks and thinking about the rest of today. I have already resolved that I love the sound of a cheering crowd for overcoming the bitch rather than somehow embracing sympathy for being a loser. No -I do not want to be a loser today. I'm going to ride hard today. I'm going to reach out to the many people that gave me their numbers to check on them. I'll be on chat. I'll post roll on other pages and let someone know I'm thinking of them. Fuck ya! I'm going to ride like a winner today and I can hardly wait to post day 37 tomorrow morning. It's the equivalent to me of standing on the podium while the American flag is being raised and some smoking hot chick with huge hoo hoos is singing the star spangled banner. Yep...I'll take that please.

You have a great attitude. It's refreshing when you read about people whining and caving and stuff. Reading your stuff is much better!

Keep it up! I'll quit with you any damn day. 'oh yeah'

Bronc,
Love the content. Love the attitude. And love the rodeo references. I am a fan. As a family, we attend Ellensburg and Pendleton every year without fail. Nothing quite like it.
ZC

[SAM83]

Along For the Ride
You learn a lot of life lessons in rodeo; lessons that apply to everyday life. Five weeks into the quit and watching the quitters come after me and listening to and watching the vets that have gone before me, I have to say that once again my three days at Sankey Rodeo School in New Caney, TX was worth it.
A lot of people that aren't extremely familiar with rodeo think that the goal is to stay on the horse for 8 seconds-to just hang on and make it through. That's how it appears when you just watch it. It's not the case. A bronc rider doesn't just hang on and try to make the 8 seconds. You'll get really hurt and won't win a thing doing that.
In order to have a winning ride, a rider has to be active and aggressive. You don't just hang on. You move your legs up and down aggressively and by doing that it keeps your momentum centered on the horse in time with the bronc's buck. Be aggressive and take the fight to it.
The second part is the free hand. The free hand is really important. You keep it up and away from the bronc because it gives you balance. You drop that arm and try and grab the riggin with both hands and you are going to fall off the bronc because it's going to shift your momentum in the wrong way. And in that particular case - you fall off the bronc on the wrong side which means you're going to get hung up (hand still stuck in the riggin while your body is off the bronc.) This represents about the worst possible scenario. So the thing that seems like the safest thing to do when you are in trouble, to grab with both hands, is actually the worst possible thing you can do.
These two bronc riding scenarios make me think of my quit in these ways; am I being active and aggressive and asking the question will a chew really help me or get me killed? I think about these things a lot while I'm walking down the path. I don't want to just quit and go along for the ride. I won't make it. For me - I have to take the fight to the nic bitch. I don't cower in fear that I'm going to cave when I wake up - I have a gleam in my eye wondering what the heck this gals got for me today. I'm going to take the fight to her not sit around waiting for shock and awe to happen to me. Fuck that. That will kill me.
What does that look like ? Well - it's really simple. I look at what the vets are doing. I'm sure there are some quitters that have been quit a long time that aren't on here but I don't know what they are doing. I do know that the guys and gals on here that have been long time quitters invest in others. They take the fight to the nic bitch in whole..not just for themselves but for anyone else that wants to get out from under her grasp. They post, they text they meet with each other they are full on ghey; a term I've come to love and embrace.
The other people I learn my lesson from are the cavers. These are the ones that think they are strong enough; that they have enough strength just in their arm to hang on. They may go 8 seconds, but they will never win a buckle. More likely than not, they end up caving and posting a day 1 again. They invest in no one else. They hunker down and just want to get through the day. They quiver at every wind of challenge. Yep -they help my quit because as every coach I ever had told me you can learn as much from a loser as you can from a winner. There's always a
'what to do" and a "what not to do."
So here I am on a Saturday without a dip in my mouth and typing my random thoughts on quitting. I'm reflecting a bit on the last few weeks and thinking about the rest of today. I have already resolved that I love the sound of a cheering crowd for overcoming the bitch rather than somehow embracing sympathy for being a loser. No -I do not want to be a loser today. I'm going to ride hard today. I'm going to reach out to the many people that gave me their numbers to check on them. I'll be on chat. I'll post roll on other pages and let someone know I'm thinking of them. Fuck ya! I'm going to ride like a winner today and I can hardly wait to post day 37 tomorrow morning. It's the equivalent to me of standing on the podium while the American flag is being raised and some smoking hot chick with huge hoo hoos is singing the star spangled banner. Yep...I'll take that please.

You have a great attitude. It's refreshing when you read about people whining and caving and stuff. Reading your stuff is much better!

Keep it up! I'll quit with you any damn day. 'oh yeah'

Ride on gelding. Ride like the wind.
QLF with you!

Hey Bronc this post is too-grade. Way to own your quit man! You're making my quit stronger by kicking nic-ass alongside us all, bringing your own skills to the mix. Quit on, I'm with you.

Great stuff as usual, Bronc. You are the man. Damn proud to quit with you today.

This guy is easy to support.

Thus endeth the lesson....great stuff Bronc from a solid quitter!