Monday, June 25, 2007
Where is Summer? I just want to know if someone took it away and we'll see it again! Should be nice and toasty warm but nope, not how it was today!
Didn't matter as the roads called and good friend and I hit the hills, puddles,slick sidewalks, rivers going down the street and all! Yep, the wind was in our faces, the hats were securely fastened, water-proofs in place and a sense of humour was the mood of the day.
When I run, I don't give notice to stepping over puddles. They are there, the shoes will dry out and I just keep on going. Oh I do get a soaking, but that is why I have another pair of shoes to alternate with. It's kind of like running a stepplechase race with the water hazzards. If you have to land in the H2O, you just deal with it.
Nice attitude to have. Just deal with things in my life. Don't try to detour around them, jump over them, stop and stare, nope just keep going and know that I'll get through it just right. The rain WILL fall, I WILL get wet, but I WILL keep going!
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Had a great run this morning. Can't get away from the hills but they are what are helping to strengthen my being and my inner warrior. I had crested another long incline and then made the turn to go down one of the side country roads when my mind just took a snapshot of the view in front of me. There it was, the valley below, green carpet hills further on and the highest moor hills beyond.
How beautiful to be able to see that and just capture it in my mind's eye. It's there to always pull back when ever I have the desire or need.
Actually my entire day is made up of snapshots. Moments that I can freeze, hold to my memory and pull back again. I have a gallery of them in my mind, just like I have an photograph gallery on my computer.
Time can alter the image of a snapshot, so can my mind. The more unpleasant ones I can allow to fade away not to recall again. The more pleasant ones I can make more vibant and enhance the picture and can write about it.
I do enjoy the snapshots of my life.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
She is supposed to be my friend, my reflection, my likeness. Then why do I treat her so unkind at times? All I see so often are her imperfections, her flaws, that bit I think could look better. I judge her, comment on her skin, her clothes, her hair, a wrinkle here, a buldge in the clothes there. Everthing is under my watchful and critical eye. Would a friend want me to act like that? I don't think so.
If I was like that to a close friend I don't think they would want to be around me. I think they would avoid contact, of finding something else to do instead of hanging around with me.
Time to take a better look in the mirror, let her know that she is beautiful, that she is kind, she is attractive, she wears her clothes great, her skin is radient, her smile has a twinkle, her eyes dance, her hair shimmers. Yep, time to be more gentle to her, to love her, treat her with respect and believe all that I tell her. After all, that's me I'm talking to. So the journey continues and the two of us are making great progress!
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying."
– Friedrich Nietzsche
Something I need to remember. I think at times I just want to head over to the airstrip, jump in the plane and soar. Nope, can't just take off. I've got to go through the proper growth to be able to soar with the eagles.
I wasn't born with wings, I'm a creature of the ground and how can I expect to fly without an evolving process? I can't. There is much involved in flying, it's not as easy as standing, and then becoming mobile by walking. Then of course running takes even more skill. The breathing for one thing has to be mastered. It's not a flat out sprint either, it's a gradual bit by bit more at a time. Then as practice leads to progress, distance, stamina, speed are added.
Climbing and dancing are also added to the ability of walking and running. Additional mobility. Alternate ways of moving. Then, it's time to soar. Practice lessons, trial attempts, and then at last, flight. But short flights, return to base and then refueling, check equipment, and time and time again a little longer flight. Before I know it, I'm out there. But I have to remember at any time I can crash and burn.
It's a humbling experience to know that I am always needing to take progress bit by bit. Not to run and jump into something but let myself learn, and relearn if/when necessary. I am a continual work in progress.
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