Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Forgiveness and Gratitude.

I am no expert in these two areas, but I have learned to appreciate them much more in my life recently.  Yes, it's hard to forgive.  But when you fully 'unplug' your circuits from a hurtful experience or person and stop investing energy into the past, it is amazing how revitalizing and freeing it is to live in the present.  Unattach yourself completely from the pain, anger and resentment.  Look forward with intention.



On the other hand, to be the recipient of true forgiveness from someone you've hurt (either unintentionally or intentionally) is a beautiful thing.  Some people in this world are lucky enough to receive such grace.  I am one of them.

Allowing forgiveness to be a prominent theme in my life during these past few weeks has opened up my heart and has enabled me to more clearly see the world and people's true souls with utter gratitude.

Grateful for good chiropractic help for my heel.
Grateful for my first relatively pain-free run in 3 weeks.
A year ago when I started this blog, I was focused so intensely on my own hurts and wounds that it was difficult to consciously adopt an attitude of gratitude.  But now I realize the power of our thoughts and intentions, and how focusing on the positive things can dictate how we navigate through our lives.  This small shift in thinking can affect major changes in our physical and mental realities.

Rumi knows what's up.
My dear friend Praveena told me about this idea of a Gratitude Jar.  Did something amazing happen to you during your day that you're thankful for?  Write it on a slip of paper and put it in  your jar.  Did someone say something nice to you that made you feel grateful?  Write it down and drop it in the jar.  Keep this up throughout the year.

At the end of the year, instead of coming up with stressful New Years resolutions, rather, you can go through your jar and recall all the moments, thoughts, comments and people in your life that you are grateful for.   Join us both as we fill our jars up and embark on this gratitude journey in the upcoming year.  Forgive whatever happened in 2012.  Look forward to 2013 with acceptance and gratitude. 


Thursday, December 13, 2012

When Life Gives You Lemons...

I don't like to give much energy to an injury, but this is my modern-day 'lemon.'


Luckily, it's not broken.  After 7 miles into a run, it literally felt like I was running on a broken left foot.  The x-rays confirmed that there was no hairline fracture, just a heel spur.  Two weeks off from running has helped, although now it seems like two weeks is still not enough time.  The race directors for Coyote Trails were awesome and credited the 1/2 marathon I was supposed to run last Saturday towards a future running race.  Score.  I encourage you to run a race to support them.  Register here.

So lately, I've been making lemonade that looks like this:
Therapeutic swim sesh
Saturday spin with soon-to-be Ironwoman Cammy
Solo chilly ride after the rain.
Not being able to run has made me even more grateful for the fact that I can still swim and bike.  Today I did my favorite 50 miler loop, making sure to enjoy every single Redwood tree, curve in the road, and the beautiful fall leaves changing colors.  I first learned of this route in the winter of 2006; there is a special something about this crisp and cool time of year and riding all bundled up in layers and feeling the chilly wind upon my cheeks.  I was so aware of my surroundings today and did my best to take it all in, all while enjoying the therapeutic nature of spinning out my legs and the thoughts in my mind.

Beauty from two wheels...
It has been an interesting detour in my training, and I am curious to see how my 2013 race season will unfold.  But like I've learned this past year, sometimes all you need is time and patience.  And things always miraculously work out for the best.

Everything needs time to be fully realized.  Even tea.

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Going With the Flow (#14: Meditate Consistently for One Week)

Yoga doesn't get much attention on this blog.  Until now.  I have this competitive streak that mostly shows its face in sport.  I like to strive, to push, to dig deep, to win.

You can't win yoga.

Through the years I have learned to be more accepting of my body in yoga.  Early on, I used to strain and pride myself on being able to do 'advanced' poses.  No blocks for me, thank you.  I'm flexible.  I had no concept of the breath- I was too busy holding it just to keep my balance in an unassisted asana.



Luckily now, I have a deeper appreciation of my practice, my breath, my awareness.  Although I am still learning to let go.  During one class, the teacher gave us the option of going into headstand or bridge pose.  Immediately, my instinct was to take on the headstand challenge (for the record, I can't really do a headstand).  It seemed as though everyone in the class was stabilizing themselves into the headstand, until I saw someone who I fully respect go into the (easier option) of the bridge pose.  I followed her lead.  I felt a sense of relief and of acceptance as I humbly arched my back and wiggled my shoulders underneath my body.  I took a deep breath in, and then exhaled.  This is where I'm at now.  And that's ok.

I let go.  

This concept  of 'letting go' within my yoga practice has assisted me as I started my meditation journey.  Yes, it's a struggle at first not to think about my to-do list for the day, but after awhile, it became easier to gently release those thoughts.  Instead, I would be still- and in this stillness, I'd invite other thoughts in, allowing them to marinate in my conscious, and then lovingly let them go.  I started specifically practicing metta meditation and have experienced amazing breakthroughs in my personal life from just one week.  


My favorite meditation spot- in front of the fireplace on my bolster

The inner athlete in me is learning to finally be still- without the need to pause the Garmin...to finally know what it feels like to be more grounded.   Sometimes less is more.  Yoga blocks aren't crutches, they are just props.  

When you experience acceptance and forgiveness towards your physical body, this can be strongly translated into your meditation- which ultimately results in huge transformations in your external world.

Trust me. 

Thursday, November 29, 2012

#22: Make A Vision Board.

I'm sure most of you remember a few years ago when The Secret became so popular that it wasn't really a 'secret' anymore.  This was based on the law of attraction, which is said to work by attracting into a person's life the experiences, situations, events and people that 'match the frequency' of the person's thoughts and feelings.  What you think about becomes your reality, whether positive or negative.

I know when I'm sweating on the trainer and want to call it quits, most of those thoughts can quickly turn negative.  Knowing I'm a visual learner already, I wanted to create a vision board to focus on while I was on the bike trainer.  Mental cues and catch phrases have always worked well for me in the past.  With Ironman Lake Tahoe being my second Ironman, things this time around are much different and I want more than anything to mentally enter this Ironman stronger than before.  I want to be focused, strategic, and have my race be successfully visualized beforehand.



Making this was fun.  I've always loved arts and crafts as a kid and have felt like the right-brained side of myself has been stifled ever since college when the majority of my work was predominantly left-brained.  I had magazines open and cut out whatever images or phrases spoke to my heart.


Last week's retreat made me realize the importance of meditation and mindfulness in both sport and in life.


Can't get much clearer than that!


Nutrition is always part of the equation.  And this year I want to be able to handle any situation.
Especially if it involves flat tires.

My vision board this time around was strictly triathlon-based, but you can expand them to include all areas of your life.  What you believe, you can achieve.  The beauty of the vision board is that you are seeing your final product, your destination, your goal, and all you do is focus on that.  Don't worry so much about how you will get there.  Those details will work themselves out in due time.  The beauty is that you can allow your creativity and your spirit guide you as you merely piece together things that inspire you. 

I had the pleasure of meeting an incredibly special person a few weeks ago.  She is also preparing and doing her own Ironman, although not in the form of swimbikerun.  She has decided she is ready and willing to make small and doable changes in her life to regain back her health, and ultimately her life.  She is also working on her vision board.  Our journeys are very similar.  We will both learn the value of how our daily choices affect our long-term goals.  We will both have setbacks.  We will both pick ourselves up and keep moving forward, knowing we have a team of supporters on the sidelines and at the finish line for us.




If you're reading this, M, I'm so proud of you.  Not only am I excited to see your vision board, but also to witness and experience the inspiration in your life story.  Because vision boards aren't just for dreaming, they are meant for action.  





Sunday, November 25, 2012

#5: Attend a Yoga Retreat.

(This is an excerpt from my journal entry from Day 2 at the Depth and Stillness Yoga Retreat)

Finally finding silence.  Settling into it.
It's uncomfortable at first.
Like a new yoga pose.
At first you are aware- hyperaware- of the tightness,
the clamor, the discomfort.
This feels so...unnatural.
Breathe.
Exhale.
Allow yourself to be fully conscious.
For once, don't try to change anything.
Just accept the sensation, the thoughts
with kindness, compassion, non-judgement and
Gratitude.
There is a subtle shift.
The tightness dissipates and melts,
unveiling a clarity of mind.
Grounded.
In silence.


The sacred space I shared with 11 beautiful women who demonstrated their strength and vulnerability
in both their yoga practice and their journeys in life. 
Legs on the wall = a good night's sleep

Hike in the Enchanted Forest.  With a disenchanted map.
Operation BeYOUtiful in full-effect.

SImple truths even at tea time.
The Redwood trees and mountains did offer a sense of refuge for me, but I found the true refuge rested in the sense of shared community with my fellow yogis.  Within the room was a warm, raw energy of strength, grace and vitality which created a tapestry of interwoven desires to become our best true selves both on and off the mat.  

Friday, November 23, 2012

Refuge.

Refuge: 1) Protection or shelter, as from danger or hardship.  2) A place providing protection or shelter.  3) A source of help, relief, or comfort in times of trouble.

Refuge for this run = my car. The dark shape in above middle picture is the mountain lion.
Yesterday's run-in with the mountain lion at Coyote Hills made me thankful for those 'safe havens' that we have in life- whether they are places or people.  I am grateful for those people in my life who I find refuge in- you know who you are.  With life and all that it throws at you, it is important to have a support team that you can feel safe being your raw, transparent self with.  

I also treasure those places that give me peace and reinvigorate me, all at the same time.  It used to be in the water, but lately I've found those places to be deep in the trails with a canopy of Redwood trees and the sound of the wind whispering in my ears.

Skipped Happy Hour for happy trail time.
Change is beautiful, especially on the trails.
Banana slugs after the rain also found solace in the Redwoods.
I'm looking forward to these next few days and the opportunity I will have to unplug, meditate, re-center and re-focus.  And to enjoy the refuge that the mountains and Redwood trees will provide me with. 



Wednesday, November 21, 2012

#1: Grow Some Sprouts

I'll preface this post by saying that I almost killed a succulent plant once, so clearly my thumb isn't green.

A few years ago, I attempted to grown sprouts the 'old-fashioned' way in mason jars and cheesecloth.  I'm sure many people have successfully done this, but I didn't.  I was so disgusted by the final product.  What appeared to be a confused mess of half-grown broccoli sprouts actually confused me and I wasn't sure if they were moldy or edible, so I ended up chucking the entire thing into the trash.  

Lately I've been obsessed with putting sprouts in my meals.  Aside from the added nutritional benefits, I love the zesty flavor they add to my salads.  I realized how much money I was spending on microgreens and spicy sprouts and thought it would be fun to grow my own.  


Making the transition from store-bought to home-grown.
However, this time around I needed a more fool-proof method.  Like a kit.  Enter Hometown Seeds, a company that profits from wannabe spouters like me.  They also have a wide selection of organic seeds.

Sprouting kit.  I ordered organic daikon, radish and broccoli sprouts.
 It came with alfalfa sprouts (the iceburg lettuce equivalent of sprouts)

Soak your seeds 8-12 hours prior to placing them into the trays.

The four layer dish design gives you the option of sprouting a variety of seeds that allows for adequate drainage.


Daikon sprouts are on top, beet sprouts are underneath...
Just rinse the seeds with 2 cups of water twice a day.  I like this tray because it's easy and convenient and doesn't take up much counter space.

It's like "set it and forget it."  Kind of.  


Trying out the fresh daikon sprouts on my bed of beets, arugula, cucumber, tofu, red onions and avo
Sprouts topping and enhancing the flavor of tri-color quinoa with shiitake, edamame and wild salmon.
I'm on a sprouting craze right now, so let me know if you'd like to sample some.  $2.00 a bag.  Kidding.