⏰🚨Hoy nos apetece mucho acompañarte al trabajo o a tu rutina de ejercicio, con nuestro gran amigo @Inutilitarista .
Ojalá lo disfrutes tanto como nosotros, y a ser posible nos ayudes a difundirlo por las redes sociales para llegar a más 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘀𝗮𝘀!
Finally, cardiologists are becoming aware of the Lp(a) flaw but still unable to fix risk factors.
No point lowering LDL(ApoB) below 100(equiv) for primary prevention for negative Lp(a); one must overreact for high Lp(a).
📌Podcast +D episodio 127. Conversando con Dudweiser @Inutilitarista recién grabado.
Inteligencia artificial, Nvidia, redes sociales, polímatas o la definición personal de qué es realmente el éxito, dan vida a un capítulo que hemos disfrutado enormemente.
⏰Durante la semana lo publicamos!
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Man. Don’t know how to explain it other than shock. Words cannot express the pain of this letdown. The frustration is unfathomable. I’ve worked my whole life to get to this moment and this is how it ends? Makes no sense.
Now that I’ve gotten surgery, I wish I could count the number of times people will tell me I’m going to “come back stronger”. What a cliche lol, this shit sucks. My foot feels like dead weight fam. But what’s hurting most I think is my mind. Feel like I’m rambling, but I know this is something I’ll look back on when I’m through this, as something I’m proud I fought through. It feels good to let this shit out without y’all seeing the kid ugly cry.
At 25, I’ve already learned that God never gives us more than we can handle. I know I’ll come out on the other side of this a better man and a better player. And honestly, right now, torn Achilles and all, I don’t regret it. I’d do it again, and again after that, to fight for this city and my brothers. For the chance to do something special.
Indy, I’m sorry. If any fan base doesn’t deserve this, it’s y’all. But together we are going to fight like hell to get back to this very spot, and get over this hurdle. I don’t doubt for a second that y’all have my back, and I hope you guys know that I have yours. I think Kobe said it best when in this same situation. “There are far greater issues/challenges in the world then a torn achilles. Stop feeling sorry for yourself, find the silver lining and get to work with the same belief, same drive and same conviction as ever.” And that’s exactly right. I will do everything in my power to get back right.
My journey to get to where I am today wasn’t by happenstance, I’ve pushed myself every day to be great. And I will continue to do just that. The most important part of this all, is that I’m grateful. I’m grateful for every single experience that’s led me here. I’m grateful for all the love from the hoop world. I don’t “have to” go through this, I get to go through this. I’m grateful for the road that lies ahead. Watch how I come back from this. So, give me some time, I’ll dust myself off and get right back to being the best version of Tyrese Haliburton.
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Proverbs 3:5-6 “Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight."
⚠️ HILO: Las mentiras, trampas y autoengaños que nos hacemos como inversores ⚠️
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Si crees que la inversión es solo paciencia y compounding, te espera una sorpresa.
Prepárate para el golpe. 🧵👇
En un giro inesperado de acontecimientos un usuario de @masdividendos se divorcia a causa del foro. Algunos consejos y lecciones para controlar la influencia de las redes sociales en tu vida https://t.co/oBTIYkpgo6
Vamos, @RafaelNadal!
As you get ready to graduate from tennis, I’ve got a few things to share before I maybe get emotional.
Let’s start with the obvious: you beat me—a lot. More than I managed to beat you. You challenged me in ways no one else could. On clay, it felt like I was stepping into your backyard, and you made me work harder than I ever thought I could just to hold my ground. You made me reimagine my game—even going so far as to change the size of my racquet head, hoping for any edge.
I’m not a very superstitious person, but you took it to the next level. Your whole process. All those rituals. Assembling your water bottles like toy soldiers in formation, fixing your hair, adjusting your underwear... All of it with the highest intensity. Secretly, I kind of loved the whole thing. Because it was so unique—it was so you.
And you know what, Rafa, you made me enjoy the game even more.
OK, maybe not at first. After the 2004 Australian Open, I achieved the #1 ranking for the first time. I thought I was on top of the world. And I was—until two months later, when you walked on the court in Miami in your red sleeveless shirt, showing off those biceps, and you beat me convincingly. All that buzz I’d been hearing about you—about this amazing young player from Mallorca, a generational talent, probably going to win a major someday—it wasn’t just hype.
We were both at the start of our journey and it’s one we ended up taking together. Twenty years later, Rafa, I have to say: What an incredible run you’ve had. Including 14 French Opens—historic! You made Spain proud... you made the whole tennis world proud.
I keep thinking about the memories we’ve shared. Promoting the sport together. Playing that match on half-grass, half-clay. Breaking the all-time attendance record by playing in front of more than 50,000 fans in Cape Town, South Africa. Always cracking each other up. Wearing each other out on the court and then, sometimes, almost literally having to hold each other up during trophy ceremonies.
I’m still grateful you invited me to Mallorca to help launch the Rafa Nadal Academy in 2016. Actually, I kind of invited myself. I knew you were too polite to insist on me being there, but I didn’t want to miss it. You have always been a role model for kids around the world, and Mirka and I are so glad that our children have all trained at your academies. They had a blast and learned so much—like thousands of other young players. Although I always worried my kids would come home playing tennis as lefties.
And then there was London—the Laver Cup in 2022. My final match. It meant everything to me that you were there by my side—not as my rival but as my doubles partner. Sharing the court with you that night, and sharing those tears, will forever be one of the most special moments of my career.
Rafa, I know you’re focused on the last stretch of your epic career. We will talk when it’s done. For now, I just want to congratulate your family and team, who all played a massive role in your success. And I want you to know that your old friend is always cheering for you, and will be cheering just as loud for everything you do next.
Rafa that!
Best always, your fan,
Roger
We are pleased to announce the appointment of Pablo Hernández de Cos as next BIS General Manager, effective 1 July 2025. Read more: https://t.co/vizQcURtgA
Juan Manuel de Prada: «La hecatombe no la ha producido ningún 'cambio climático', como pretenden estos hijos de la grandísima puta, sino su incompetencia criminal»
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En estos momentos de tragedia estamos viendo lo mejor y lo peor de la sociedad civil: la ayuda espontánea y voluntaria de decenas de miles de personas a las víctimas de la devastadora gota fría pero también los robos y asaltos contra las casas y los negocios de esas víctimas aprovechándose del caos y del desamparo.
Asimismo también estamos viendo lo único que nuestro gigantesco Estado parece haber sido de ofrecernos hasta este momento: negligencia, inacción e ineficacia. Ni fueron capaces de alertar a tiempo (al contrario, el presidente de la Generalitat incluso transmitió información errónea sobre la evolución de los acontecimientos) ni ahora están siendo capaces de complementar con rapidez la ayuda ofrecida por la mejor cara ofrecida por la sociedad civil (abasteciendo a las zonas afectadas de bienes de primera necesidad, como agua, alimentos o electricidad o, como poco, despejando las carreteras para posibilitar que la sociedad civil siga suministrando ayuda a sus vecinos) ni de evitar la peor cara de la sociedad civil (los brotes de violencia y de delincuencia).
Nada de esta negligencia, inacción e ineficacia se debe a una falta de recursos crónica del Estado español. Es un Estado mastodóntico que tiene sobrados recursos para hacer frente a estas catástrofes extraordinarias. Su inoperatividad se debe a una mezcla de incompetencia política y de bloqueo burocrático: un vehículo muy mal engrasado internamente y pilotado por conductores ineptos.
Supongo que, como ha sucedido en otras ocasiones en el pasado, en algún momento futuro ese Estado hará un despliegue de músculo (porque músculo, oculto entre mucha grasa, sigue teniendo) y contribuirá visiblemente a normalizar la situación, pero su capacidad de anticipación y reacción han sido pésimas y ha dilapidado días críticos para prevenir o al menos reducir los enormes daños de esta tragedia.
Yo solo espero que no me vuelva a salir ningún mamarracho con el “mira este Excel España superpotencia del desarrollo”. Lo que estamos viviendo es dantesco y creo que mucha, mucha gente está viendo por primera vez el estado real de este país.