Monday, July 25, 2011

Be your own best friend

You know how fun it is and how motivated you feel when you go to the gym with your best friend? You're pushing each other to try harder. You're encouraging each other. You're aware of when your friend is tired, needs water, needs a short break and you allow them that.

Have you ever considered treating your body the same way?

This thought occurred to me when a friend explained how her body was sore from a workout. She'd noticed a particular area that is weak and thus spent much of her workout focused on that one muscle group. She pushed that area so hard because she was disappointed in its weakness. Consequently, she was in pain in that one area of her body the next day.

I also realized my own body awareness during my most recent endurance athletic event. I knew when it was tired and I rested. I also knew it could take just a little bit more. I thanked it, honored it and sent love to my legs for their strength, my heart for its endurance, my lungs for fresh oxygen.

Maybe it's something I learned in yoga. All I know is that since I've treated my body as my best friend, it, in return, has thanked me for it in all manner of ways.

"If the mind, that rules the body, ever so far forgets itself as to trample on its slave, the slave is never generous enough to forgive the injury, but will rise and smite the oppressor."
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


Wouldn't you agree?




Thursday, July 21, 2011

Which thoughts are you keeping?



I once had a garden filled with flowers
that grew only on dark thoughts
but they need constant attention & one day I
decided I had better things to do.

~ Brian Andreas Story People

I've been a fan of Brian Andreas since I first discovered his work many many years ago. His quirky art even hangs in my home.

This particular video made from one of his poems reminded me of a favorite Cherokee lesson:

The Legend of the Two Wolves

One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside all people. He said, 'My son, the battle is between two 'wolves' inside us all.

One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.

The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.'

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: 'Which wolf wins?'

The old Cherokee simply replied, 'The one you feed.'

These reminders help me along my journey and, as I wrote recently, definitely helped with my triathlon.

If today, something is disturbing your peace, even just the slightest irritation, ask yourself... "which garden am I tending?" .... "which wolf am I feeding?"

After all, change happens at the speed of thought.

Don't you agree?



Monday, July 18, 2011

Boogie oogie oogied til I just couldn't boogie no more...

The latest on my co-authored triathlon training blog: a race report from my triathlon yesterday...

I completed the Disco Triathlon yesterday.

I had a great attitude going into it. Since it was a last minute decision to register, I was looking at it as more of a rehearsal tri rather than anything I needed to worry about.

I was relatively calm about the swim start. The few open water swim practices I’d done helped me to realize I need to get in the water BEFORE the triathlon start. Several others had the same idea. I went into the water, swam out a bit and swam back to shore. A little panic… and a reminder to practice my new mantra, “Calm”.

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Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Learning how to Disco... Triathlon

The latest on a co-authored triathlon training blog. Our triathlon is less than a month away...

Last night as I crawled into my bed, so tired from pushing myself with my triathlon training, I recalled a conversation with a co-worker from earlier. She and I were discussing participating in a duathlon this weekend… as a relay team. We’d done it a few years ago and had such a great time. She took on the 2 mile run, I biked the 10 miles and then she ran the last 2 again.

We looked at the registration online but it was terribly expensive for a last minute registrant.

“Shouldn’t you do the whole thing anyway?” she advised.

I really should.

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Monday, July 11, 2011

Do self-help books help?

Enjoy my guest post on the D.I.V.A.S. blog for Divorced Independent Very Able Survivors.

Apparently when I finalized my divorce, I determined something was wrong with me. I say that because in the time that my husband officially left our home that last time, as I sat on the couch with our 4 year old daughter while our 1 year old daughter slept peacefully in her room, the only books I have read are self-help books.

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Granted, at the time, I don’t believe I consciously thought something was wrong with ME, I only knew something was terribly wrong. Why else would I feel such pangs of loneliness and despair? Why else would it seem as if my life partner gave up on “us”? Why else would it feel like every dream we ever dreamed and every memory that made us smile was all one big lie?

I learned very early in our separation that I had to stay focused on the now. Anytime I looked to the future that would never come to be, I became angry. When I looked at our past and all of those times I thought we were happy, I was terribly depressed. Those feelings very nearly consumed every withering ounce of me. I remember, at the time, feeling as if the entire world was torn from me. I had a vision, one night after a good long cry, of myself standing in a darkened space, naked, sunken, and balanced on one big toe upon a tiny stone.

When I reached down to see the rock beneath my foot, I realized that was all that was left of my faith.

But it was SOMETHING.

And upon that something, I knew I had to rebuild. I knew I had to seek for some manner of truth – about me, about marriage, about relationships, about life, about LOVE. I knew I had to stop living in the past or future and fully rely on what faith is built on… each present moment as it happens.

The question of “how?” is what lead me to those helpful books. They have helped! Looking back now, however, I realize that they’re all saying the same things. I’ve, in effect, been reading and telling myself the same things over and over again for the past 5 years:

  • Just because I’m divorced, it doesn’t mean I’m a failure. In fact, it was yet another human battle that I overcame, children and all. Also in fact, we’re all so much happier for it.
  • It’s absolutely ok to feel whatever feelings I’m feeling. Can I learn to feel them without judging myself?
  • We all come to relationships to learn about ourselves. Hiding from another relationship may feel comfortable but we actually need each other to grow. And yes, I said “need”.
  • Where I am, in this exact moment, is precisely where I’m mean to be. Can I trust that?
  • Remember this important question: Would you rather be right or happy?

Maybe I could actually stop reading all of those books if I remembered just those few simple things. But um… if you see me wandering around the self-help section of the bookstore, just smile and say, “hi”, mmkay?




Thursday, July 7, 2011

Respecting my "No"

"When you respect your own 'no', others will too."

In all the books I've read on co-dependence, this simple statement stands out to me. The truth of it occurred to me a few days ago.

My daughters asked if they could do something and I preferred that they didn't. But instead of saying, "No", I said, "I'd prefer you didn't do that."

Well, to a child, "I'd prefer" means, "I really don't want you to but if you did do it, there wouldn't be any sort of consequence for it." You can guess what happened next....

I've also found myself explaining to adults why I'd prefer one thing or another, rather than just saying a simple, "No that will not work for me." and then not explaining further. There's something about explaining that sounds very close to waffling.

I'm learning. Slowly but surely.

Do you put down firm boundaries or do you find yourself explaining your reasons behind them?

Do we think explaining will make us a little less strict or something?




Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Just keep swimming

Comparing single parenting to triathlons... on my latest guest post at Memoirs of a Single Dad.

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