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Yield…please!

I am going to have to ‘fess some things up to you just to give you an idea of where I am coming from today:  1) I am an offensive driver (not OHfensive, but Awwfensive–get it straight;) 2) I drive at all times with the mindset of getting from point A to point B–no fiddling around and 3) I am a stickler about the rules of the road.  KNOW what they are.  And I need to give you one more piece of info to make this all come together…I live in Massachusets.  So to say being in the car with me is an adventure in and of itself is an understatement.  For Heaven’s sake, my car has a name.  And better yet, it’s name is Whippy.  Are you hearing me?

Every week day I drive my kids to school–who by the way note the difference between the way I drive and my husband drives with comments like, “We’re never late with mama” and “Are you gonna take that from him?”  Shame…clearly some unlearning I need to do there.;)  But we have perfected the school route to eliminate as many rotaries, merges, long stretches of road that can be abused by *really* slow people, long lights and places of confusion as possible.  Driving them now is much less painful than before when we had to go through 2 rotaries. 

I have no idea where you live so I am not sure if you even know what a rotary is, but some places call them round abouts or traffic circles whereas I call them the dumbest thing ever invented in driving history.  The concept:  A big circle that people enter into to keep the flow of traffic moving in an intersection that calls for a good amount of turns.  The rules:  The people *continuing* the rotary have the right of way and those entering the rotary must “yield”.   The way it used to go down: barrel into a rotary full steam ahead and hope and pray you don’t hit anyone and get out the same way you got in.  Somehow there has been enough accidents and signage in MA to make that lunacy stop.  Now, the new lunacy:  treat the yield sign as a stop sign and come to a complete stop whether there is someone in the rotary or not and jack up all the traffic behind you because you wait for all the traffic in the state of MA to get IN to the rotary before you even *think* of hopping in.  OY VEY!  Not an adequate solution people.  The best thing to do was to know what yield means and who has the right of way.  If you respect those laws then the flow would be normal and natural.  When you choose to ignore the traffic rules, there is always someone there–not saying me (whistling right now and clearing throat) to remind you that you have zero business being on the road.

YIELD: When you see a yield sign you are to slow down and be PREPARED to stop but stopping MAY NOT be necessary.  This means as you come to the rotary you note if anyone is currently in it.  If they are not, then you do not have to stop, you may just continue on as you normally were and head on to your destination.  If there is someone then you YIELD to them–but just them.  You do not need to lie down and play dead for the rest of the time in the car and wait for cars that may be in NH to enter the rotary.  We are such an ALL or NONE society!  Very little YIN and YANG!

Why do I take time to point this out to you?  Am I really trying to turn this blog into a driving blog?  Umm no.  But what a metaphor driving provides for the follies of life!  Let’s see how this applies:

  1. You want a goal–no wait…you NEED a goal–so you schedule a race/meet/event to keep you motivated.  However, you schedule it close to your sister’s wedding because you think that it will provide the motivation necessary to keep you looking good for the wedding.  You neglect to think about the fact that you are the maid of honor and will be planning for this like a psycho.  Oh, and did I mention that your thesis will be due that month, too and your pregnant.   All is well in the beginning but do I even need to say where this goes by the time the event comes around?  You are going to have to YIELD to this situation.  Who or what has the right of way because you cannot barrel into this full steam ahead and be a winner?  Instead of choosing, actually STOP acting as if you are superwoman by facing that fact that you can only do one or two of these well and the rest are just coming along for the ride. 
  2. You desire an outcome that may not be natural to your physique.  Let’s use running as an example.  You are built for marathons and endurance type events but you want to be a sprinter.  You are not super slow on a short distance, but you are not fast either so what you desire requires work and perseverance.  This means that you are going to have to spend some time working on speed, running only short distances and strengthening your body.  Halfway through all this you plan a marathon because you “just can’t give up running long distances.”  You understand it’s going to slow you down from achieving your goal and you are good with that–kinda.  Two months later you run the marathon and you do ok.  Not bad–ok.  In fact, if you had stayed focused on just the marathon you would have been in the top percentile.  Suddenly, you are done with sprinting and focusing only on marathons…until you are at a track meet.  Do you see where this is going?  You need to YIELD to your true wants and desires because right now, you keep coming to a STOP and you’re incurring a tremendous amount of frustration because you cannot make a decision.  You cannot be both and be the best at both, so choose one!  We, as women, do this ALL the time.  I mean ALL the time.  We let every want that we have, have the right of way in our lives and we go back and forth and back and forth everyday and it gets old after a while.
  3. Last scenario I will mention today because honestly, I could go on forever…  You used to be a great “fill in the blank”.  You can no longer focus on that because life has moved on and you have a different life now.  You may have children now, a new job, a sick relative what have you.  You do not need to give up whatever it is you were good at but it just is not the number one thing anymore–or at least not right now.  However, you still insist on competing in events to keep your foot in the game and to keep you motivated.  When the time comes around you either do really poorly or you don’t do it at all.   Now, instead of it motivating you, it condemns you day in and day out.  It screams failure to you.  Less than.  Suck.  Whatever word you like to use to abuse yourself, put it in there.  This is THE most counterproductive thing I see people doing all the time.  You need to YIELD to the fact that at this moment this is not a priority.  You must *allow* the other traffic in your life to have the right of way until you yourself are finally back in the rotary with the right of way.  Too much time is wasted in our lives chasing our glory days because we are too afraid or just plain resistant to making new ones! 

Ok…I’m done.  This started out a simple post and clearly I need therapy.  I need to move from MA and get away from all rotaries and I need to hide under my couch from folks who do not understand the art of yielding. 

All jokes aside, what I want for you more than I want anything is to learn how to listen to your inner self and yield to it.  Stop letting the world dictate your life.  You only want those things when you are there that day in front of it.  The rest of the time, you are yielding to your true wants and desires.  Stand strong and stay focused.  Learn to love yourself and the track you’re on enough that when someone else or something else presents you something different you do not cave and make that your new goal.  In the mean time, do not stop at a yield sign unless you need to yield or I will drive over you and wave while doing so.  Tootles!

Stop Running Scared

Last week I asked how much it takes to effectuate change.  In that post I espoused on how sometimes we are scared to trust that the plan in place will work – and even more-so we are scared to do the bare minimum to trigger that change, thinking we need to move from one extreme to the other. 

 This week I’m piggy backing off that topic and going to touch upon those who are scared to give up what they are doing and try something new.  For me, this came in when Jodi and I were having that conversation where she said to just add one more day of lifting to my program to see if that would trigger the change I wanted.  I had been lifting twice/week and doing two plyo/agility/speed workouts (along with cardio and yoga).  Thus, my follow up question to Jodi was, if I lift three days, should I keep in the two functional sessions?  She hesitated and structured her response in a way that let me know I did not have to, but if I absolutely wanted to, I had to make sure at least one was more cardio in nature. 

 I walked away from the conversation knowing that I would be lifting three times and getting in, at a minimum, one day of plyos with the hopes of two.  However, I haven’t dropped that type of training down to once/week in um…..the past 3-4 years!  Making this change really scared me.  With that being said, I knew to trust in the plan Jodi and I put in place.  Further, if I really wanted to, I would make my two functional sessions work.   

 Thankfully I was able to stop being scared and move forward with the plan as decided – and have been ok with only getting one functional in per week for the past two weeks.  Try as I might, work has kept me uber busy and I just couldn’t get the second in.  That is not to say I won’t keep pushing to make it happen – but I know that extra session is just a bonus. 

 I learned, however, that the sky did not fall when I changed up the structure of my training, despite my fear.  However, I know this many people are unable to do the same.  So often we either don’t want to admit that what we are currently doing is not working, so we refuse to change (wait, isn’t that the definition of insanity, doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result); or we are simply scared to make the change simply because we are afraid to try and fail.  Whatever the reason is, it is not a fun place to be.  So here comes my challenge for this week….

 Last week I challenged you to trust in the process, regardless if it was with respect to an athletic/physique goal or some other goal.  This week I challenge you to look at what part of the process you wrote off and stop writing it off.  I am sure there is something – not taking the rest day you have been prescribed, not wanting to eat as much as your nutrition calls for, wanting to jump from point A to Z without stopping off at the steps in between, simply refusing to do X, Y, or Z because you have a good reason which is really just an excuse, or whatever else other process you are not entirely adhering too.    Whatever your something is – stop running scared and move forward toward you goal!

What Does it Take to Effectuate Change?

What does it take to effectuate change?  What must you do to cause a change?  This is really the crux of any athlete’s goals be it weight loss, weight gain, increased speed, longer distance running, faster swim….you name it.  What we really seek is a change. 

 If a change is what we seek, what must we do make it happen?  I had been mulling that over for quite some time when I struck up a conversation with Jodi.  We were discussing my current goal and how I felt like I did not know what to do to reach it.  She sat for a minute and then simply said, add another day of lifting.  That was it – one additional day. 

 I responded with a million “shouldn’t I also do X” or “should I add on Y” and finally, “is that all?”  This is when she told me something I already knew, but somehow had forgotten.  Always start with less and add on more.  Why would I go from zero to sixty without first stopping at ten, twenty, thirty and so on?  First of all, if I jump all the way to sixty, when I plateau, I will have nowhere else to go.  Second of all, who wants to jump from zero to sixty?

 This conversation, so simply and fast, really resonated with me.  I’ve worked with Jodi for years now, on both diet and training, and have always slowly increased or decreased my activity depending on the desired goal.  But I must admit, all of those times I was listening to her advice and following her plan.  Now that I’ve been putting together my own nutrition/training I forgot the beauty of incrementally increasing/decreasing.  I became scared that if I did not go to the extreme, I wouldn’t get where I need to be. 

 How many of you have fallen prey to this fear?  You might be the marathon runner who increased her mileage too fast only to suffer an injury or burn out and have to take time off.  You might be the dieter who restricted too much to fast only to either lose all energy at an important moment in a game/tournament or to blow it and eat too much when you have your cheat meal.  Or you might by trying to get stronger, lift too much too often and hit a wall.  Whatever yours was, I know you have been there. 

 The reason I wanted to push it to the extreme was fear that if I did not, I would not reach my goal.  Lack of trust in the process that has worked for me for many, many, years.  It took someone else to remind me of that fact.  It then took the courage to set aside my fear and trust in the process.  I know I don’t have to tell you that the process worked and worked like a charm.  We all know that it does.  But having the courage to trust the process is where the work really lies. 

 Be it your athletic/physique goal or any other aspect in your life, I challenge all of you to trust in the process.  Slow down, move intentionally step by step and trust!

The Power of Ten

Something is in the air…and I don’t mean the scent of that BFI trash truck you are following on the highway.  (Blech!)

I cannot explain it, but you can feel it.

There are two cool things about this month that I think are noteworthy: we just had 10/10/10 occur over the weekend and this month has 5 Fridays, 5 Saturdays and 5 Sundays in it. We have not had that for a looooong time.

If you know anything about me, I love stuff like that because they really do have meaning. Now I’m not going to get all weird on you, because I can (suddenly I feel Amy, Seanna and Heather saying to themselves, “Oh Lord, where is she going with this.”), I promise I will keep this on the straight and arrow. Today will be short, sweet and to the point. I say that more for myself than for you because honestly, I can go off on a tangent that 2000 words later is still not fully defined. I won’t do that today. Instead, I’ll focus on the 10/10/10.

So I have already alluded to the fact that there is something in the air. A sort of “wait” in the air, if you will. Everyone seems to be on the cusp of something or waiting for something to clear so they can move on. I know of no one who is just “there” right now; who is just hanging out and enjoying life. It’s more like people are “waiting” for this injury to heal or “looking forward” to normalcy in their lives from some big project they have going on or “wanting stability” in their hectic lives because they have had some huge shift in their personal day-to-day schedule. It’s wild. I know of many people who are unemployed, between goals, getting it together because they just lost a close family member… I know of so many people who are frustrated because their situation has been going for a long time but can feel the “breakthrough” coming and just do not have the patience for it. Trust me when I say this, it’s because of the number 10.

Ten denotes a level change. It means you completed one level and are now going to the next. It means promotion from whatever situation you are in. For us, that’s a great thing. If you are struggling right now, stop. If you are confused right now, relax. You are not going crazy. Having 10/10/10 occur in history means that just about everybody is in flux. There truly is a “wait” in the air. Only that wait is not a negative–it’s a positive. So we want to be ready for the blessing when it comes and to keep this in the context of the athletic realm, here are some things that you can do to move this elevation along faster:

  1. Review your goals.  Since we’re going into the offseason this is good to do anyways.  But look at what you are doing now and ask yourself: can I do more? track more? expect more?  Or back off more? cut myself some slack more?  Really take a hard core look at what you are doing and *honestly* assess where you are right now.
  2. Set higher goals.  This is hard for some of you simply because you are operating at the top of your game now.  Look at different ways to challenge yourself without stressing yourself out.  Adding on “more” is the least effective way to do this.  Meaning, don’t try to get stronger with something if you really don’t care.  If you are strong, going to stronger is not really motivating.  You may need to go outside of your comfort zone and find something REALLY new.  Whether that’s a new sport, a longer race, a bigger challenge, it doesn’t matter.  Set it as a goal and go for it.
  3. Empy the junk out of your life.  I don’t know about you, but that would take about a month for me to do but I think it is worth its weight in gold!  Get rid of whatever is holding you down right now.  Seriously.  And be really discerning about this.  LOOK at your life/family/job/friends.  BE HONEST about what you really have going on right now and RID yourself of the junk.  I, myself, have a good amount of junk that needs to be shed this month and I am on it!
  4. Be grateful for the promotion.  I really mean that.  Since you are in flux right now, you do not see the beauty of the situation you are in.   Accept it, love it and embrace it and you will have an easier time of recognizing the promotion when it comes than you will if you are sitting there brooding over the past.  Look at where you have been and see the potential in where you are going!  Make the most of this offseason by being more diligent about your workouts, your nutrition, your supplementation and so on.  Do not waste it stressing over the flux!  It’s not going away, yet.  You have a little bit longer so hang in there. 

I find that as I age (like fine wine, I might add) I see more of the things that are just a way of life that literally stymied me when I was younger.  I am not sure I would have listened to someone back then if they told me to accept it, embrace it, yadda yadda…I wasn’t much of a listener then.  But if you are a listener, hear me when I say, “This too shall pass.”  You will heal.  You will reach that weight loss goal you have your sights on.  You will get better on the bike.  You will get a job and be able to afford that big race you have planned next year. 

Stay focused.  Stay strong.  And rely on the power of ten to get you there.  Relief is just around the corner.

Back In the Day

I swear everything we did when we were kids was so much better than now that we are adults.

Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life. — Herbert Henry Asquith

But we didn’t know what we had when we had it. We wanted to grow up over night and live like we were 20 something when we were only 13. We knew it all. We had it all. And the best of all: we weren’t responsible for a thing. No, that was left to our parents. That was their job to worry over the bills, make sure we were safe, drive us to Palace on Route 1 at 10 o’clock at night b/c we had a cute outfit (er…or was that just me?). Our parents were saviors and menaces all at the same time. Take me where I need to go but don’t ask me where I’m going! What’s wrong with that picture? Haha

I am in a state of reflecting (and flux, tbh) right now because the rock of my life, that I did not seem to give such credit to, had a very traumatic thing happen to him last week. My dad, the smartest man I have ever met besides his brother Bruce, went in for a routine medical procedure that for the average person would have been an hour to two hour procedure with a bit of monitoring to follow to make sure he was ok. Instead my dad, while sitting up and fully aware, proceeded to have a stroke and a heart attack all at the same time on the table. Yes, he is alive. Yes, he is out of the woods. No, he’s not the same and never will be again—and it is so hard for me to type that.

I know I have said this before and I truly do mean it: there are worse things than dying. Living less than who you are or who you know yourself to be is sheer hell in and of itself. Value the gift of movement because it is fleeting at best. At any time life can take something as precious as that from you and you cannot do anything about it. Obviously this is why we work out the way we do and why we care about how we look and function. My dad is in there somewhere and he cannot get out. How frustrating must that be? More importantly, this was all preventable if he lived in a different generation. Health was not important when he was in his prime and it definitely was not when he passed it. All we can do is sit back and watch our parents choose to live in ways that make US now sit on the edge OUR seat waiting for THEM to come home.

I do miss the old days.

“Sometimes when a man recalls the good old days, he’s really thinking of his bad young days.” Anon

Not because it was better in terms of my life or circumstances (I am so truly blessed with some of the best people I could ever ask for in my life—please refer to the MP4 team), but because exercise was fun and not something I had to do to stay in shape. I know someone is going to say I love to exercise and I am going to tell you to go fly a kite. And honestly, even if you do, you do not love it now like you did when you were a kid. Now exercise is a fad: crossfit, p90x, parkour and so on. Back then…it was life; it was fun.

Running
Is what you did because you could. Whether you ran to your girlfriend’s house two streets over in your jelly shoes or you ran to the park to make sure everyone was there in your tight Jordache jeans, running was purely acceptable. No one wore heart rate monitors. No one bought books on running. Very few kids back then were heavy. We ran everywhere. Spontaneously. In any clothing. In any footwear. And we’re still around to talk about it.

Parkour (FreeRunning)
In the old days, Free Running is what you did when you were about to miss the school bus. See, the school bus did not pick you up in front of your house like it does now. You actually had to *walk* to the school bus. But let’s face it, you were never on time. So you had to *run* like a lost African tribesman caught out in the Serengeti alone. Unarmed. In the dark. At any given moment you would see about 20 kids come flying off the side streets onto High St. doing a buck twenty five trying to catch the bus. At least once a week there was a casualty (Someone would miss it, someone would wipe out, someone would have a wardrobe malfunction. Scary stuff.) and we’d all talk about it for months and laugh. But then there were the champs. They were the ones that would jump over cars, climb trees, dive roll, fall, roll, get up and keep running. These folks meant business. Clearly if they missed homeroom one more time, stuff was going to go down. So they mastered the art of Parkour, got older, gave it a name and started a movement. We know the true origin, though.

Crossfit
This is another form of “way too much time on your hands in the summer down at the park”. This is when you would say to someone: “I dare you to climb the slide the wrong way, jump over all the animals in the park, do 10 pullups on the monkey bars, run around the block 2 times and then lift Tony up 5 times. You do that and I’ll buy you a steak cheese.” Next thing you know, everybody goes flying off and Tony finds himself being hoisted up by 4’ 8” girls wanting a steak and cheese. Shame. Cuz now you have to pay to do this kind of stuff. And an even bigger shame is that you can’t find a good old fashioned park anymore either with dangerous things like 15 foot slides and merry go rounds that could spin faster than the earth’s orbit. But now it’s all about the deadlift, kip up and pull up with no Tony to be found anywhere.

Relivio
Probably the best form of exercise there is in the country and there is nothing else like it. Group hide and seek. At least 30 kids in the neighborhood get together and form 2 teams. One team has 5 min to disperse across a 5 street area and hide. The goal is for everyone to get back to base. Inevitably there would always be one jackass who would forget who is on his team and who is not and be captured. Then there was at least one couple that disappeared never to be found that game again. Someone would get bitten by a dog and at least 2 people would end up forgetting what was base and what was not. But you always knew a game was going down because all you could see was a bunch of kids running through the neighborhood like a bunch of cockroaches after the light’s been turned on. It was awesome. Unfortunately nowadays if you see that, it is usually called a “citywide search” and it involves handcuffs and mug shots.

Multisport
Now known as triathlons and duathlons and most involve swimming, this actually got its origin from the street lights coming on. If you were unlucky enough to be too far away from your house when this happened you were required to run, bike, sky dive, crawl, hitch rides and so on to get your behind home FAST. Do not mistake this for running or Parkour. This condition brought on athletic feats that mankind still has not reproduced. You would see 4 kids on a huffy bike (one pedaling, one on the seat with you in the back, one on the handle bars and the last in the back on the spokes) moving at the speed of light—the street light that is or cutting through yards, hopping fences, swimming through neighborhood pools—you name it, it happened here. It always involved 2 to 3 modes of movement: running, biking, praying. And it was grueling to say the least. You really never knew you made it til you made it. No time keepers. No water stops. No bike transition areas. Every so often, though, one of the cool parents in the neighborhood would provide a friendly voucher for you (“honestly, Julie, Jodi was here helping me out. She’s on the way now.” Whew!) and bought you some time, but that was about it.

OH I MISS THESE DAYS! And I miss my dad. My heart aches in a way I cannot describe and I am not one to put emotion out on the table. He may or may not “come back”. Pray that he comes back.

In the mean time…I love you all. Along with my family, you complete my life. Do not ever forget how important that last time you may see someone is. God Bless.

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