I know I have been falling behind on my writing goal. It’s been challenging as my classes are a little intense this week, and will be next week.
Did you know when you lay down for an empathy and compassion meditation and start to cry that the tears will go into your ears?
I felt like it had only been a day since I posted, but apparently it has been 4 days. I had two tests on back to back days, and a paper that I needed to write. I’m really not a fan of writing papers, but I do appreciate that they challenge me.
It’s July 4th, but it doesn’t really feel like a holiday to me. For the most part I’m still living life as though we are in lock down. I’m mostly concentrating on school work for now, but a big part of me is wanting to race, swim, and go out like we used to.
It’s still so strange to see so many visitors here and see pictures of people on the mainland without masks in large groups. I get a bit squirrelly when I see a large group of people.
For now I’m training as though I’ll be racing this next year.
I really don’t have much to say today. It’s windy, the cat seems very happy looking out the window, and I’m drinking coffee while I study for a test tomorrow. I’m waiting to go for my evening run, and contemplating a paper that I have to write. I’ve also been thinking about my first steps into a more professional online presence. I don’t know if Linkedin is really the best place these days, but I’m going to start there. I had an account many many years ago, but it’s gone for some time. I know it’s not much, but it’s a step. I already have my own website, but I feel that I need to get everything together more before trying to make a real push. That’s how I roll.
My summer schedule for school is quite interesting. I am currently taking a class related to the physiological changes of aging. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I have gerascophobia, but I do admit not enjoying the thought of aging. I’m some where in between Dylan Thomas and Robert Browning when it comes to aging. Logically, I know to accept it, and honestly I don’t really do anything in an attempt to prevent it. However, I have always felt like I haven’t done enough. I still feel like a 16 year old, but at least now I have a more clear path on what I want to do. I think before I had a path, but I couldn’t clearly articulate what that path was. I just wanted something to do.
This is just in the background, and doesn’t really surface to often. I totally understand that it’s clinging, and I just need to acknowledge the emotion, but the class tends to bring up these thoughts. This initial section is mostly approaching the topic from a philosophical direction before we being to dive into actually biological changes.
In other news I decided to sign up for a yoga teaching course. I know I seem all over the place, but actually it falls in line with the plan. So, far it’s been really fun. I have to complete the course before Dec 31 in order to be certified with Yoga Alliance. I should be able to finish up everything by Sept. if I stick to the plan.
I’m excited by the teaching requirements of the course, and this will allow me to finally start making some videos. I’m trying to figure out how to get my coaching business started. I have been attempting this for some time, but I have a greater pressure to make it happen. I know I can do it….
I now have my bike back, and luckily it wasn’t too expensive to repair. This weekend wasn’t really a weekend. It seems like I spent to whole time working, but not really. It’s hard to explain.
I think I broke my bike. I’m not sure what happened exactly at this point. I think It’s my freewheel hub, but who knows.
I don’t like my bike being broken, as I am still limited in my ability to run. Instead of waiting I hoped in the car almost immediately to get the bike to the bike shop for repair. I don’t know if I’ll make it, but I have faith. I was going to drive by myself but J. Was insistent that he go.
There was a drone flying over my house today which made me a bit paranoid that someone was scoping out my place. I sound rather frazzled today, but actually I’m not. I’m surprisingly relaxed.
I sat down for my meditation session today, and I just couldn’t keep my mind quiet. I was jumping all around. I was thinking about my long ago attempt to resume karate many many years ago, abs jumping forward to my current practice or rather lack there of. Honestly, after a year of bit going places the thought of getting into a car makes me less interested. I’ve been searching out online learning options in conjunction with my regular school work. I’m trying to come up with a teaching and training program that will encourage and benefit my students. And frankly appeal to someone other than myself.
I know I am capable of teaching some sort of fitness. I just need to find my path, or settle on a place to start. Focus. focus.
I don’t think I have really thought of a time when women weren’t allowed to run long distances. Sure, I knew that women weren’t allowed into the Boston Marathon, but I didn’t realize that there actually weren’t any sanctioned races for women longer than a 1.5 miles race. Apparently, it wasn’t feminine and your uterus might fall out.
Today, we think of this as laughable, but there were women and girls that paved the way for us as women to not have to experience the discrimination that they faced at the time. Imagine Maureen Wilton at 13 running the first recognized marathon only to be asked if she ran the whole race, or being told you couldn’t run a race just because you were a girl. This has a big effect on the psyche. It can either cause you to quite racing, or make you more determined to continue to race. In Maureen’s (Mighty Moe) case, she stopped running when her run community changed and she no longer found a conducive and positive environment.
She came back to running 40 years later only to see how the running environment changed thanks to her early efforts.
Unfortunately, the run community still faces examples of discrimination. We see and hear of episodes where plus size women are taunted and questioned if they ran the whole race. We see examples of some races not being as welcoming to diversity. I’m happy to see that this appears to be changing, and that there are active campaigns for inclusion for all in the sport. I’m the type of person who will try to recruit anyone not already running into running… I’ll try to recruit you into any sport quite frankly. If you want learn more about Maureen Wilton’s story check out Mighty Moe: The True Story of a Thirteen-Year-Old Women’s Running Revolutionary by Rachel Swaby.
School has started again, which leaves some days a little busier than expected. Mondays are always busy, and I don’t know what happened to this weekend. Lol.
I finished my USA Triathlon Coaching Level 1 certification. Yay! Go me. I need to really start trying to put out feelers for offering training services. I know I can be a good coach, but it’s hard for me to prove it. I think I’m going to take a chance by contacting a few people, and making an attempt to really grow that business. I did it with photography. Why not this?
The power went out a few minutes ago. Luckily, I didn’t loose the post. Just time…