25 packs of gel, one powerbar, 3 scoops of carbo pro and 5 endurolytes = 3590 engineered calories and 5200mg sodium. Now you know why I was at PTerry's two days ago! Gag!
Be Present With Me God does have a sense of humor I'm convinced. There have been many times in my life I lift my chin to the sky and give Him a little wink. "HaHa. You knew what you were doing." He's wise like that, and me, sometimes not so sharp. Like my last name. Present. For years I joked, "...and accounted for." But then mindfulness became a thing and I almost had to say, "uh oh". What excuse do I have? Present. I'm going to stay away from the "being mindful" aspect. Let's keep this simple. A 12-month focus with a personal practice of being in the moment, engaged, committed, connected, immersed. There are many words that describe "it", but doing "it" can be another story. I find it's purely a habit. We all know there are a gazillion distractions in our day and age: technology, multi-tasking, a fast-paced life, not enough hours in the day - another list that goes on and on. But the habits we navigate ...
Smiling after running 17 hours in blistering heat when everything hurts and you're drop dead tired; applauding when you are scared and about to enter 52 degree water for your first Ironman swim; not thinking about the grueling hill ahead, but the crunch of the gravel where you're at. Telling yourself "This Girl Can" instead of asking how the heck will you do it when a huge blood blister shows up on the ball of your foot during mile one of your marathon during Ironman in Kona? Positivity was the difference between a DNF and a "got 'er done"! We LOVE this article in this month's Trail Runner on the science behind how positivity influences your performance! Click Here!
Ironman World Championships Swim Start, Kailua Pier, Kona, HI To #beresilient today, I'm anchoring in the word Exhale. I've heard it, seen it and "been it" throughout this week - we are all going emotionally stir crazy after over four weeks of COVID 19 life change. "He's driving me crazy." "I'm driving me crazy." "This is driving me crazy." Protecting our physical selves is taking it's toll on our mental and emotional selves. Personally, my chest feels like I've been holding my breath way too long. Similar to the memory of sitting at the bottom of the pool as a little girl, criss-cross applesauce, counting seconds (NOT minutes!) to see how long I could hold my breath. My chest would feel pressure, weight, and compression that resonated through my entire torso. I'd scrunch my face, wince my eyes and keep holding the pressure. Then, BAM, extend my legs, push off the bottom of the four foot "deep...
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