Sunday, August 21, 2011
Sometimes during my journey to wellness I forget to just live and be free. I can define myself and my life by the numbers on my nutrition counter, glasses of water and fitness minutes. Life isn't about all that it's about living, learning and continuing on the journey. I tell myself to be responsible, act responsible and always be accountable. I don't require myself to strive for perfection. If I muck it up one meal or one snack move on - as the Mr would say, "it's done gone bad already, I can't go back now."
Here's Me being honest with myself:
I need a mental break from the scale. I put it away.
Clothing size is a mere guide - not an absolute. Buy what looks Awesome, not because the tag says it's a smaller size.
I do not enjoy running, right now. I have stopped. I might try it again next year.
I have a 10K race in November. I'll be speed walking it.
Boxing is my newest passion - I crave it. Physically & mentally if makes me a better person.
I do not want to be defined by what I will and won't eat. I am determined to make the best decisions at any given moment.
Love life, even when it gets hard and feels uncomfortable. There's a lesson to be learned every step of the way.
When faced with fear - analysis it and then conquer it. Never let it paralyze you - never!
Friday, August 19, 2011
I turned 41 on August 16th and we brought it in by living out loud. The Mr and I took a trip down the middle fork of the American River with class combinations of 1, 2, 3 AND 4 rapids. If you have never been rafting know this, when in a Class 4 rapid you WILL go underwater. You will also pray while trying to stay in the raft a.k.a. holding on for dear life, listen to calls from the guide and paddling. If you love an adrenaline rush, a class 4 rapid will give you that rush.
We checked in at 7:00 a.m., a little blurry eyed with sleep but full of excitement nonetheless. The van ride to the launch site was a brutal hour and 45 minutes. The Mr slept as I endured the torture of bad music and the insistent chatting of a young woman. Once we arrived, I was noticeably chilled. Orientation began and ended in a blink of an eye. At the end we were assigned guides, rafts and raft mates. Due to the Mr and me being a party of two we were paired with another group which consisted of a married couple (we found out later they are in their 70's) who brought along their nephew (in his 20's) and their grandson (preteen). I would later curse this pairing.
The strongest of us carried our raft down to the launch site. It was at this point that I mentally noted how F’n heavy that raft was but I did my part! It felt like organized madness due to every guide trying to get their rafts into the water first. We got to the water’s edge and everyone noticeably gasped and recoiled when our feet hit the water. It was beyond ice cold! My stomach sank for a moment wondering what I had gotten us into but we were committed so pushed on.
Within minutes of the launch we were in a class 3 rapid. The Mr and I were all smiles and feeling renewed! The rapids just kept coming and we kept yelling to the heavens and giggling to no end. The rapid is called Good Morning and then we came up on the Tunnel Shoot. Absolutely AMAZING! The picture’s tell it all.
This is the other side of the tunnel shoot.
Lunch was a welcome break and was actually really good and healthy. I stayed in the shade as much as possible due to worrying about a burn. They told us we couldn’t bring anything thing with us on the trip so I left my sun block behind. Other people broke the rules and brought some and I was not beyond asking to use some if I felt I needed but the Mr was keeping a close watch. Five hours on the water and I was a bit tan but not burnt. WHOOT!
Near the end of the day we had two class four rapids left to run and I was looking forward to them so the cold water would cool me off. What I wasn’t expecting was a nearly flipping the raft, hitting rocks and cascading down a 32 foot waterfall. Ya, that almost happened. As we approached a class 4 rapid - that was a drop in rapid - our guide told us we had to hit it just right or we could flip. We did not hit it just right. Instead of entering it head on and dropping down we hit it sideways and got hung up on a rock. I was on the right side of the raft and when the raft hit the rocks - on my side - it tipped and I was looking straight down at the rocks at the bottom of the rapid. By now our guide was using every naughty word in his vocabulary and shouting out strokes. We failed but did not fall. We made the drop down, in the raft, right side up with our hearts in our throat. The waterfall is not a rapid armatures attempt so we had to get out of the boat and climb a huge rock formation and reenter the boat at the bottom.
Our guide went over the waterfall and it was amazing to see!
Why were we having such a hard time you might ask? Simple, having two 70+ year old people - one of which dove for the bottom of the boat when we hit a rapid and the other one not having any strength when paddling - and a small boy on board we lacked the strength we needed. The rafting company could have done a better job pairing the group. The guide finally righted the situation when he asked another ride along guide to join our raft. Things went much better then.
As in the beginning, we had to help with the raft at the end. I stepped aside when the old man stepped in front of me to help with lifting the raft. RUDE! He quickly found out that he did not have the strength to assist so walked away. I handed him my helmet and told him I’d help at which he said, “you can try.” OH NO HE DIDN’T! I snapped my head around gave him the evil eye and snatched that raft up over my head along with the rest of the group.
They had drinks and a snack waiting for us when we got to the top of the hill. My heart sank as the Mr turned around with a can of soda for me and a candy bar. I took the frozen snicker bar and asked if there as a bottle of water or maybe a fruit drink because I would go thirsty before I popped that can of soda open. In the very bottom of the cooler he fished out a bottle of water - I was so relieved. I ate that snicker bar as if my life depended on it and drank my water. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until I took my first bite.
The day was amazing and a complete adrenaline rush.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
The Mr stated months ago that he had “always” wanted to go whitewater rafting and that’s all it took to plant the seed in my mind. Years ago I had been whitewater rafting, enjoyed it but thought the run I had done then was a bit too soft for the Mr. Why not go big and, why not go big on my 41st birthday?!
While speaking with the rafting company, I decided to book a trip down the middle fork of the American River. The middle fork has combinations of class 1, 2, 3 AND 4 rapids. When in a Class 4 rapid you WILL go underwater. You will also pray while trying to stay in the raft a.k.a. holding on for dear life, listen to calls from the guide and paddling. Why not go big?
After being told Tuesday runs were discounted and seeing that my birthday was on a Tuesday I booked it without hesitation. Why not go big on my 41st birthday?! Stay tuned for full details in Birthday Adventures, Part 2 - Whitewater Rafting!
The Mr has never been camping and I have been looking for a reason to get him into nature so decided to book a night of camping too. I figured one night of “car” camping would allow him to get a taste of the adventure without jamming it down his throat. Baby steps are always best in these situations.
On Monday the Mr was up early and excited about was to come. We set off, on schedule, for the river. The drive there was uneventful. Best of all, we didn’t get lost.
Arriving a bit early for check-in we set out to check out the area and grab a bite to eat.
This is what we didn't have for the night. The Mr wondered why? LOL
This is what we did have.
The Mr before realizing what he'd gotten himself into.
The Mr after realizing what he'd gotten himself into. He's trying to figure out which way to run. *GIGGLES*
Me, after setting up camp.
The view from Chair #1
The view from Chair #2
Wild Berries growing at the campsite
I relaxed & the Mr napped
After building the fire I did cook dinner and I ate S'Mores too. YUM-O!
The heat from the day was replaced later by a cool breeze off the river. I started a fire and enjoyed the warmth. It was quiet and peaceful.
Knowing the Mr as I do, I knew trying to talk him into wrapping up in a sleeping bag would lead to an endless discussion since he was over heated when we laid down. I snuggled down and listened to snores of the beast that invaded the woods a.k.a. the Mr. I drifted in and out of sleep for the night and intermittently prayed I would not have to get up to pee. No such luck. Ever climb out of warm sleeping blanket and tent to feel the cold night air while camping? *GIGGLES* At 3:00 a.m. I discovered the pleasures all over again as did the Mr. When we climbed back in, he rolled over and placed my birthday present on my chest and wished me a happy birthday. Thirty seconds later I hear snores. *GIGGLES* I resisted every urge to open it and rolled over hoping for more sleep. At 5:00 a.m. my brain switches on and tells me to rise and shine ‘cuz you gotta pee again sista! I resist and willed the urge to leave. Meanwhile the Mr stirs and then I hear in plain desperation . . . “Cold.” *FACE/PALM* I wiggle about and get hold of the “other” sleeping bag and wrap him up best I can. He sleeps. I fitfully rest and fall in and out of sleep but the urge to pee just won’t leave. At 6:00 a.m. I finally get up and take the long walk to bathrooms.
Before we break down camp fully, I can no longer resist the gift. I was so excited!
My new MIO Venture - YES!!! The Mr did good, real good!
By 7:00 a.m. we had packed up, changed and reported to HQ for the trip.
Part 2 - Whitewater Rafting coming next.
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