Fill the tank and drive the car
Pedal fast, pedal hard
You won’t have to go that far
These Lady Antebellum lyrics are helping me through some tough times lately, especially the hook: “When it’s all said and done, You can walk instead of run, ‘Cause no matter what you’ll never be alone.”
I came upon some unexpected circumstances and my roommate and I have to move out of the house we just leased in Cape Canaveral. My heart is not right with this loss. Personally, I feel like people have been letting me down left and right and professionally, I feel restless waiting on others to get their act together or I’m just ahead of the curve, like before my time, or I don’t belong here anymore and I’ve reached the glass ceiling in terms of what I can accomplish; maybe I’ve achieved all I can in Florida. So I’m opening myself up to the possibility of settling somewhere else when I used to think I would live in Florida forever. Now I’m not so sure.
Something my dad said recently struck me and made me feel tremendously better immediately (Pops always has a way of doing that!) He said something like, “You know what the best thing about freedom is?” And I looked at him blankly, thinking of a million answers and knowing none of them would be what he was thinking. He answered, “You get to choose who you hang out with.”
Last week my sister asked if I would subject myself to any “forced family bonding,” this weekend, to which I agreed, but then Saturday when my dad called and told us that his wife passed away unexpectedly, within a few hours we had hopped in my truck and hit the interstate to Asheville, N.C.
You know what they say, “Everything happens for a reason.”
Pops is doing ok and just glad his girls are here. We’ve been cleaning up the place for him so he can feel comfortable again. Every morning we sit on the couch with our laptops and catch up on the news and gossip. He told me I need to start updating my website more often – “just a sentence or two everyday,” he said.
So, here I am. Yesterday my sister and I ran up and down the mountain road across the street from his house. It’s a mile up and a mile back and probably one of the steepest roads on Earth.
View from the top
“The deep pain that is felt at the death of every friendly soul arise from the feeling that there is in every individual something which is inexpressible, peculiar to him alone, and is, therefore, absolutely and irretrievably lost” – Arthur Schopenhauer
The One-Man Race
Part of the reason why I love wearing my Garmin GPS heart rate monitor watch is so I can compete against myself as explained in this story about “Defeating Your True Competitor.”
You are your own truest competitor in every sense. Every time you approach the starting line, every time you’re facing that barbell, every time they are counting down to the start of a WOD, there is no one else present in that moment except for you. Have the consciousness and frame of mind to literally see it this way and I promise you your performance will drastically improve. Having thoughts of other athletes during competition and training will serve no purpose. They are at best a distraction, and at worst a stressor that can completely take you out of your game.
Right before I interview a racer, I try to read some inspirational stories about athletes or living the dream; today it was, “Why You Should Stop Hacking Your Life and Invest in the Journey.“
Now let’s examine what happens when you try to be the very best you can be at something you are inherently passionate about. Suddenly the heart beats faster. The palms begin to sweat. Maybe it’s excitement. But more likely it’s fear. That’s right, fear. Commitment — total dedication to the core — is about as scary as it gets. It’s not just hard. It’s without a doubt the most difficult thing imaginable. Because if you take that risk, truly put yourself completely on the line and fail (or succeed — yes fear of success plagues more than you might imagine), then you will have to reckon with yourself. Terrifying!
The quieter you become the more you can hear. – Baba Ram Dass
I’ve been practicing Bikram Yoga for the past few weeks at a small studio in Merritt Island and I’m hooked! I’ve finally found a place, other than racing through the woods riding my dirt bike, where I have to be completely in the moment and focused on the next posture ahead. Relaxation is the number one reason why I jumped on the hot yoga train.
“1. Unplug – This class is 90 minutes, all of which are for you – a great escape from the daily rat race. There is no time to think about problems or your ‘to do’ list. You will be 100% focused on your body and your breath.”This 90-minute hot yoga – The style is practiced in a room well above body temperature (approx. 40.6 degrees Celsius or 105 degrees Fahrenheit – only burns about 300 calories and my heart rate rarely reaches 165, but I’m gaining so much from the classes AND leaving a lot there, too.
“The heat can be intense, however after a few classes it becomes a warm and welcoming sensation; after feeling some of the benefits of heated studios, students come to appreciate the temperature.”
My clothes are completely soaked when I leave (I’m the girl wearing the most clothes sweating profusely.) I’m convinced the hot yoga really helps to loosen up every muscle in your body but it’s especially helping to relieve some of the swelling and leftover pain in my ankle. There’s only one pose of the 26 postures in Bikram Yoga – Fixed Firm Pose – that I can’t quite get into, yet.