Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Entry #6 Finding Our Place: The reflection of our journey holds the story of how we arrived at this point in time.


When we first begin learning a new sport, new job, new skill, we feel and imagine that we look as if we’re attempting to juggle greased up cats while wearing a blindfold and standing one footed over a moat filled with flesh eating piranhas, right?   Every single movement, thought, motion, decision forces us to use all of our power to accomplish something that someone else is making look so easy, so effortless.  The effort seems overwhelming and the successes seem so small from our point of view. 

I remember when running a single mile or riding 10 miles felt like I’d accomplished “the impossible”.  I remember how slow I plodded on the track and all the “fast” people who passed me.  I remember the humming of my mountain bike tires on the asphalt trails and the riders in team kits whizzing by at speeds only a car could travel.  I remember the pure exhaustion at the end of a session.  

Now, it takes me a good three miles of running to get my body and mind aligned.  I work out the kinks, silence the negative voices, and become the runner I want and need to be.  Some days, it takes 5 miles on my bike before my shorts have settled into the right place, before the leather of my gloves warms to the temperature of my hands, and before I can decide how far and how hard I want to work. 

Upon arrival in my place, the work seems effort less because I’ve trained my body and my brain to perform the actions, execute the motions, and navigate the path.  I feel beyond my body, beyond my brain.  I think this is what flying feels like.  All in a single breath, I feel and don’t feel my body.  I feel the repetition of my cadence, I feel the pumping of my heart and lungs, and I feel whole, my body, my mind, and my spirit are in unison.  

It takes practice to arrive here.  We receive small glimpses of this desired feeling each time we train.  The key is to identify it, remember it, and desire it.  I can’t force it, I must let it happen.  With time, we find it quicker, enjoy it longer, and accomplish those “impossible” distances.  

I’ve been running for 13 years, biking for 12 years, and swimming for 4 years.  Every session, I tell myself to trust my legs, ignore my negative thoughts; your lungs are so over engineered let them operate how they know best; and finish the distance/goal you set out to accomplish.  This keeps me moving forward in the right direction for my body, mind, and spirit. 

“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched…but are felt by the heart.” – Helen Keller