I've not posted for a few days - broadband has been down, as well as the telephone line, at home.
So I'm typing this in a local coffee bar. I do love the energy of these places.
Even when I'm working on my own there is a buzz and an energy in a coffee bar that I find far more creativity-enhancing than working on my own in my home-based office. Also, variety adds freshness, which is an ideal nurturing environment for new ideas.
Anyway, on the running front I'm very much ticking over on my daily mile-and-a-third each morning at the moment. The mornings are lighter but still pretty cold for this time of year, and my energy levels have temporarily settled in a (fairly shallow) trough, but that's OK.
I always used to struggle with, and resist, any form of energy dip, but I can't actually think of any manifestation of nature that doesn't work in up and down cycles. And you don't get the up cycles without the downs. They are the opportunities to rest and renew.
The more I resist the troughs the longer I consign myself to stay in them.
The work of rest and renewal requires me to be present to the process. Resistance simply delays my acceptance of it being OK to be where I am.
So now that I know I'm here, it's time to acknowledge that the dream of the last Half Marathon has now gone, and maybe the time is right to be open to the creation of the next dream...
I started an experiment on 31st December 2009 to see how many days I could keep up running at least one mile every day. This is a blog of my experience whilst undertaking the experiment, and my musings on running and personal development.
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts
Wednesday, 9 March 2011
Rest, renewal and troughs
Friday, 28 January 2011
Feeling truly alive
No motorways to run across this morning, just a dark golf course, footpaths, one small stretch of busy road and a few deserted ones. It's nice to be back home.
There was one brief moment when I was running up a path this morning with trees and grass either side of me and one street light illuminating a small part of it. It really felt like I was running through a magical world at that moment.
Those are the moments that make running special to me.
What I realised at that moment is the importance of things that are growing, living and breathing.
Running on roads next to cars doesn't actually inspire me. However, running in, or close, to nature inspires me tremendously. It make me feel truly alive.
There was one brief moment when I was running up a path this morning with trees and grass either side of me and one street light illuminating a small part of it. It really felt like I was running through a magical world at that moment.
Those are the moments that make running special to me.
What I realised at that moment is the importance of things that are growing, living and breathing.
Running on roads next to cars doesn't actually inspire me. However, running in, or close, to nature inspires me tremendously. It make me feel truly alive.
Monday, 22 February 2010
You live up to your own expectations
"this ninety-five-year-old man came hiking twenty miles over the mountain. Know why he could do it? Because no one ever told him he couldn't. No one ever told him he oughta be off dying somewhere in an old age home. You live up to your own expectations..."
Another quote from my book of the decade (so far) - Born To Run.
That's my goal in life - to be that 95-year-old hiking over mountains because I don't know any better. But for now it's just day 53 in my run a mile each day programme.
While I was in the shower this morning, I worked out that I have already lived more days than my Dad did. He died at the age of 54, my age now, but I am already closer to my 55th birthday than he ever got.
When I look at it like that, each day is a blessing, each run is an incredible blessing. I feel so lucky and privileged to have been given the ability and the freedom to just lace up my shoes and be in motion with nature and the elements.
Blimey, I'm coming over all profound!
So anyway, my expectations? To love life, the people and experiences I encounter from day to day, and to stretch myself physically, mentally and spiritually a little more each day.
How long for? Who the hell knows but it's a stunning journey while it lasts.
Another quote from my book of the decade (so far) - Born To Run.
That's my goal in life - to be that 95-year-old hiking over mountains because I don't know any better. But for now it's just day 53 in my run a mile each day programme.
While I was in the shower this morning, I worked out that I have already lived more days than my Dad did. He died at the age of 54, my age now, but I am already closer to my 55th birthday than he ever got.
When I look at it like that, each day is a blessing, each run is an incredible blessing. I feel so lucky and privileged to have been given the ability and the freedom to just lace up my shoes and be in motion with nature and the elements.
Blimey, I'm coming over all profound!
So anyway, my expectations? To love life, the people and experiences I encounter from day to day, and to stretch myself physically, mentally and spiritually a little more each day.
How long for? Who the hell knows but it's a stunning journey while it lasts.
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Sunday, 21 February 2010
Day 52 - fun and play
Wet and cold today. I do love this country and our variety of weather, quite often all in the same day.
This is the 4th day that I've run with Nicky on her "Run for Lent" initiative. For me running is not about competition, it is about fun and connection. When running with someone else, it is a great opportunity to share and connect, and when I run on my own it is an opportunity to connect with myself and with nature.
Sounds a bit "woo woo" I know, but running is the closest I've ever got to a meditative state. Most of my best creative ideas come to me when I'm running, particularly when it's just me and nature.
But the key for me is running should be about joy, fun and inspiration. When I get to pain, suffering and struggle, I know that I'm doing it wrong.
This is the 4th day that I've run with Nicky on her "Run for Lent" initiative. For me running is not about competition, it is about fun and connection. When running with someone else, it is a great opportunity to share and connect, and when I run on my own it is an opportunity to connect with myself and with nature.
Sounds a bit "woo woo" I know, but running is the closest I've ever got to a meditative state. Most of my best creative ideas come to me when I'm running, particularly when it's just me and nature.
But the key for me is running should be about joy, fun and inspiration. When I get to pain, suffering and struggle, I know that I'm doing it wrong.
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