- TONIGHT come breathe. Then breathe some more! Join me at Bella Prana 6:00-8:00pm, $25. I hope to see you there! • #justbreathe #breathwork #meditation #alteredstates #healingbreath #healingPost Restorative Yoga Wine Fest...at least for us! Thank you @fitvine_wine for the samples and sips and heavy pours!Guess whose day it is to host Vino & Vinyasa! MINE! There won’t be no stinkin’ vinyasa, however. I’m all about the Restoration at 5:30 every Tuesday. Join me this eve...relax with a glass of wine even. • #bringyourownsippycupIt’s this Thursday! Join me for 2 hours of traditional pranayama and healing breathwork meditation. Change your consciousness, alter your life, enjoy the deep meditation! • #justbreathe #healing #breathwork #meditation #healingbreath #yoga #pranayama #alteredstate #alteredstates #corehealing #corehealersNew piece from @advancedmetalart to honor and stand with @hotyogatallahassee. • #strongertogetherBack on my mat. • I would rather be outdoors than in, and this season of out has been long. Today, with the darkness coming sooner than later, I went back to my home space. It felt troubling at first, with those areas of tightness or weakness or laziness. • I focused on the three planes of movement, individually and then systematically intertwined. And I saw that I like three planes of mat...grey cushioned base, bright blue vertical, light blue horizontal. #getcomfortable #preparation • Maybe my season of late #porchsitting is complete, but my view is always a glance away. #grateful
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http://www2.tbo.com/content/2011/jan/21/211119/4UNEWSO10-training-without-pain-requires-balanced-/ I do not sound like Forrest Gump. There are no photos of my backside. And DV reports less knee pain. Life is good!
I’ve missed a few days of blogging about balance. I’m off count. My plan is not being carried out as I had thought. And I’m OK with that. I have indeed been “busy”…thinking. And sometimes that’s the best I can … Continue reading
Well, the day has come and gone, and the 2010 Nautica NYC Triathlon is officially in the books. In many ways it’s not one I’d like to have on record. Let me begin this by saying that the NYC Triathlon is a GREAT race. It’s interesting, unlike some of the “flat and fast” courses we so often encounter. The roads are hilly and bumpy with hairpin turns. The run boasts locals cheering along every step of the mostly shaded course. The swim is cool, refreshing, and wicked fast.
Unless you have a panic attack. Yup, that would be me. We were told in the prerace meeting that if you just put your arms out and floated that it should take 23 minutes (well, one guy did that last year and that’s what happened, anyway). We were told that the water was chilly enough to take your breath away and that we should “burp” our wetsuits as soon as we got in. We were warned of quick current, so to slide into the in-water start and quickly grab the rope so as not to float away. We were warned NOT to touch the bottom as you approached the exit ramp; the silt did not need to be disturbed.
That’s what we were told, which made me quickly walk away from the race expo. I was glad to be staying in mid-tow, away from the throngs of athletes. I was glad to be able to walk for miles, visit good restaurants, and live on a non-triathlon schedule. It’s NYC, and I was there to have an enjoyable time.
What I actually SAW and FELT on race morning was different. Very calm. I watched people get in the water and quickly rush downstream. I saw the “panic stricken” swim towards the sea wall and miss the benefit of the current completely. I saw small waves of folks with lots of room happily floating by. I couldn’t wait.
So I gently slid in the water and grabbed the rope. No adrenaline rush. The 75-ish degree water feld lovely, but I “burped” anyway. I dunked my head and still didn’t get a head freeze. I tasted the water and didn’t….die. I chatted. positioned myself in mid-stream and propped my feet up on the dock so I could get a good push. The horn went off, and I swam. And I was enjoying myself. Yeah, I really love to race and I could hardly wait to conquer this course!
Well, I swam for about 150 yards. Then the panic set in. If you know me you are aware that I’ve had my “issues” with swims. But that is all behind me. I haven’t pulled a big panic in 5 years or more. I have gotten moments of “uncomfortableness” down to 15 seconds or so. But not on this day. It hit big. My arms move quickly, but my legs feel like lead…so they sink. I can’t get horizontal in the water. I pulled immediately to the right (sans current). I breathed so loudly that people on the sea wall spoke to me. I clung to a kayak until my breath regulated, let go, only to have it happen again. I couldn’t see the end, but I figured I was going to make it.
Lessons from the Aqua-Jog down the Hudson:
Panic runs on no man’s schedule. It comes when it wants.
A decade ago a friend and I were training for a marathon together. When we met early one morning she said “So what reindeer games to you have set for us today?”. The name has stuck, and nobody ever really … Continue reading
Seven weeks. That’s how long I have to get ready for my next “big” (read: meaningful) race. I generally take more time to prepare. As I’m typing, I find the fact that I’ve chosen the word “prepare” over “train” interesting; … Continue reading
Upon my departure to Hawaii, a friend said “Have a perfect vacation. You might even think about relaxing a bit!”. Perhaps because so much of my life is wrapped up in the “balance” of things, I was a little insulted … Continue reading