Easy day! 35 minutes, level 10 of the cross trainer. 15 minutes of stairs. 30 minutes of yoga yesterday.
This morning was a mile long run. 25 minutes of weights and 20 minutes of yoga.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Clocks
I watch my own clock, thinking of how I want to spend my time. I was doing a hill workout on the treadmill. One can do most flat surface running on auto-pilot. The hills however, the hills. They are a beast and require mind-body unison. I love hills! Up and over! My family is going through one of our own 'up and over' at the moment. Transitions like this are never easy. I ache so much, but I know for sure corridors like this eventually pass. They must. Its only natural. The clock ticks for us all, but for most of life, we dont hear it.
As I willed my legs over, I sucked air in my lungs. I tried to imagine sending this air to the people in my life who need it to climb their own mountains: my mum, my dad, his mother, his father and him. I wondered if something as simple as sucking air can provide a potent link between families, across all those miles between 2 people. I watched my own watch, the ticking clock and thought of how and with whom I want to spend my own life with.
Towards the end of my hill, I came to think of the boxes in my room. I find it so liberating - I only have 6! We spend our lives amassing so many things and ironically none of it matters. I have hundreds of boxes in my mind - memories and experiences. In one moment, I can be 10 with my brother learning to ride my bike and being chased by him all over the garden for hours. Hes my brother and brothers and sisters are a bit mad about each other like that. At 28, any more boxes I collect, I will make sure to pack wisely, with a person who is deserving of sharing memories with. Instead of gathering more 'stuff', I want to spend the rest of my life making memories and experiences and shedding the stuff.
For now, I think I should just concentrate on being light on my feet :-). God bless you all!
So 7 miles on an incline of 5. 25 minutes of yoga.
Yesterday was 110 minutes of stairs.
As I willed my legs over, I sucked air in my lungs. I tried to imagine sending this air to the people in my life who need it to climb their own mountains: my mum, my dad, his mother, his father and him. I wondered if something as simple as sucking air can provide a potent link between families, across all those miles between 2 people. I watched my own watch, the ticking clock and thought of how and with whom I want to spend my own life with.
Towards the end of my hill, I came to think of the boxes in my room. I find it so liberating - I only have 6! We spend our lives amassing so many things and ironically none of it matters. I have hundreds of boxes in my mind - memories and experiences. In one moment, I can be 10 with my brother learning to ride my bike and being chased by him all over the garden for hours. Hes my brother and brothers and sisters are a bit mad about each other like that. At 28, any more boxes I collect, I will make sure to pack wisely, with a person who is deserving of sharing memories with. Instead of gathering more 'stuff', I want to spend the rest of my life making memories and experiences and shedding the stuff.
For now, I think I should just concentrate on being light on my feet :-). God bless you all!
So 7 miles on an incline of 5. 25 minutes of yoga.
Yesterday was 110 minutes of stairs.
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