My head gasket is gone. Destroyed. I had no injury / injuries going into the fight. I was throwing kicks, planted and jumping, all throughout camp as well as backstage before the fight. This came out of nowhere. I am beyond dark here. I can only describe it as hell.
eating at Mother's Dumplings on Spadina Ave. in Toronto for the first time while the dude serving us tells us the dumplings are better than the ones he's had in Hong Kong with a Chinese accent.
Masai Ujiri’s tribute to Toronto.
Straight from the heart. 💜
From how he embraced the city, to establishing a winning culture through the highs and lows, Giants of Africa, fighting for human rights/women’s rights, to guaranteeing another championship in Toronto.
GOAT.
Acquiring knowledge is easy, the hard part is knowing what to apply and when.
That’s why all true learning is “on the job.”
Life is lived in the arena.
there's nothing i encourage more than sitting down and figuring out your patterns. just set apart a time to truly think of instances that seem to be repeating in your life, be it in the form of your own actions or in the actions of those you choose to keep around you.