Fear is part of the process. - White Bean and Ham Soup

Spending 27 years in prison will teach you a lot about fear, patience, and what actually matters. When Nelson Mandela was finally released, he could have chosen anger or revenge. Instead, he chose leadership, helping unite a deeply divided country and guide it forward.
What makes this quote resonate is that it was earned, not imagined. He did not talk about courage as the absence of fear. He lived it as the decision to keep moving anyway, with discipline, restraint, and purpose.
It is a simple reminder that fear is part of the process. What defines us is what we do next.



The Warm Up!

Compromise rarely announces itself. It slips in quietly. It looks like skipping the warm-up just once. Cutting a mile because no one will know. Going easy when you promised yourself to press. Little choices that seem harmless in the moment.

And it happens in life the same way. Saying yes to shortcuts. Ignoring that small nudge to stay disciplined. Telling yourself something “doesn't really matter.” But it does. Those micro-choices stack. They shape who you become. Champions are not built by one heroic effort, but by hundreds of invisible decisions to stay faithful to the work.

Guard the small moments. Stay loyal to your standards when no one is watching. Consistency in the little things protects your integrity and your potential. A strong spiritual life, a strong character, and a strong athlete are built the same way: one honest choice at a time.
 
Show up! Put in the work! Regroup! Put in the work! Don't quit! Believe in yourself! Develop your skills! Process > outcome! Be okay with uncomfortable! Compete!


The Journey!

Raise your hand if you just came through, or are still in the middle of, Snowmageddon and thought, “I should really buy a generator so I’m not without power next time.” Most of us have been there. If not with a generator, then with some other product we have thought about buying more than once but never pulled the trigger on, only to find ourselves right back in the same situation wishing we had.
 
Consider this your nudge.
 
I am officially giving you no excuse not to have the perfect winter running tights: the Summit Long Tights. They are in stock in both men’s and women’s, in two colors, and you can get 25% off with the code summit25.
 
I literally shipped a pair to a guy in the mountains of Japan two weeks ago. Five star review. Another pair went to Chicago. Another to DC. Cold places. All five stars.
 
So do future you a favor. Get yourself a pair and be ready for the cold.


Meal Time

Winter is here and in full effect across most of the country. Friends of mine are living through the Snowpocalypse in Nashville, and photos coming out of my alma mater, Ole Miss, brought back memories of the ice storm I lived through there in 1996. Three or four days without electricity, temperatures in the 20s the whole time, and no real plan other than layering up and waiting it out.

For me, cold weather means the dinner table needs to lean warm and hearty. Something that feels like it can hold the line against the weather.

For months, my wife had been asking me to make her a ham and bean soup. Apparently, her mom used to make it when she was growing up. I dug up this recipe, and it ended up turning into a few days’ worth of meals. I started by cooking the ham and serving it with the mac and cheese from last week’s newsletter. A few days later, I used the leftover ham and the bone to make this soup.

When I asked my wife how it compared to what she grew up on, she said it was different. When I asked how, she paused and said, “Well… this has flavor.”

I paired it with the brown butter cornbread recipe I’ve shared before, and just like that, winter felt a little more manageable.

White Bean and Ham Soup

A hearty, smoky white bean soup that is simple, filling, and perfect for cold nights.

Serves: 6 to 8
Prep time: 20 minutes (plus soaking time)
Cook time: About 2 hours

Ingredients

  • 1 pound dry white beans (cannellini or Great Northern)

  • 2 quarts water

  • 2 to 3 pounds smoked ham shanks or ham hocks

  • 2 teaspoons Herbes de Provence or Italian seasoning

  • 1 tablespoon extra virgin olive oil

  • 1 cup diced onion

  • 1 cup chopped celery

  • 2/3 cup chopped carrots

  • 2 to 3 cloves garlic, minced

  • Tabasco, to taste

  • Salt and pepper, to taste

  • Fresh parsley, for serving

Instructions

  1. Soak the beans
    Bring a large pot of water to a boil. Turn off the heat, add the beans, and soak for about 2 hours. Drain and set aside.

  2. Simmer the ham
    While the beans soak, place the ham shanks or hocks in a large pot and cover with 2 quarts of water. Add the Herbes de Provence. Bring to a simmer, lower the heat, partially cover, and simmer for about 1 hour.

  3. Sauté the onions
    Heat the olive oil in a sauté pan over medium high heat. Add the onion and cook until translucent, about 5 to 6 minutes. Add the garlic and cook for 1 more minute.

  4. Add vegetables and beans
    Add the drained beans, cooked onions and garlic, celery, and carrots to the ham pot.

  5. Simmer the soup
    Simmer uncovered for about 40 minutes, or until the vegetables are soft and the ham meat pulls easily from the bone.

  6. Shred the ham
    Remove the ham bones, pull off the meat, and return the meat to the soup. Discard the bones.

  7. Season and serve
    Season with Tabasco, salt, and pepper to taste. Serve hot with fresh parsley on top.

This is What I Heard

Last week I shared the Burrito League and suggested that sometimes, as endurance athletes, we do random things. Things that will almost certainly suck because they are really hard. And sometimes, if we’re being honest, a little moronic.
 
Well, this certainly tops the Burrito League.
 
Just getting into the water would be brutally hard, let alone everything that comes after it. And yes, a significant portion of the world’s population would absolutely classify this as moronic. But for the few who take it on, they will become part of an incredibly small group. People who can say they have completed a triathlon in Antarctica.
 
I have always wanted to go there. Part of that is because my father is an OAE, an Old Antarctic Explorer. He was stationed on the continent in the late 1960s, mapping large sections of it. In fact, he mapped a previously undocumented area, and today there is a small mountain named after him, Mount Regina.
 
Maybe that explains why this kind of challenge doesn’t sound completely crazy to me.

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