Subir la TemperaturaPosted: September 24, 2013 Filed under: Random Workout | Tags: Chamomile, cycling, exercise, family, FitBit, fitness, free range, Freinds, freshly pressed, gluten free, happiness, health, hipster, hope, kindness, life, love, lululemon, marathon, meditation, motivation, musings, natural, nature, nebraska, Omaha, passion, perspective, pilates, Poetry, relationships, running, sex, Stevia, Temptation, trail running, WOD, writing, writting, yoga 7 Comments
What the hell. The heart wants what the heart wants, right?-
The posts for the remainder of the year (for the most part) will be personal in nature, so please forgive the self-involvement in advance. I have worked extremely hard to omit painful personal stories from this blog-o-thing.
Every Fall, I like to engage in two very different sorts of bike rides (I’m into the cycling thing now although I do this with yoga almost every week during the year)—one with a group of good friends, and one alone, myself. These rides don’t have to be real long or strenuous, just long enough to get a clean break from the rigors of my day-to-day life. These moments of serenity each provide me with two very different experiences, and I intimately love both of them.
Although it’s the long free-flowing ride that I take by myself that gives me the time to reflect on where I am at (not lost in a cornfield …) and where I will be going.
This alone time affords me the luxury of taking as much time as I need to relax into a smooth rhythm, to delve deeper into the love that we are often too busy to enjoy and savor. Sleeping in late, enjoying a cup of chamomile tea – “A touch of soy milk and Stevia please.” Hanging out with no agenda, no races, no race prep, no FitBit trackers, no cell phones … Zero responsibilities, it’s as close to heaven as I can get in Nebraska.
We – You included – Have forgotten that there isn’t anything more important than taking time to restore our health, our spirit and mind(s). To reawaken and indulge our enjoyment of deep pleasure (re-read this post again later and preface it with the imagery of love, sex and passion … ), and to retreat into the sweet environment that supports the growth of our true selves.
When we stop being curious about who we really are and start thinking that we already “know” whatever, our intrinsic motivation to be curious, attentive, and engaged – weakens and slowly withers away into nothingness. Slaves to what is to be expected of us.
What am I writing about this morning? Love, relationships, riding a bike, sex, yoga … Cool Fall evenings are tailored for our “delight“. Be well today and enjoy!
Thank you for adding a little personal touch. A bike ride sounds lovely – hmmm maybe I need a bike 😉
I’ll be the first to fully admit that I do write rather vaguely at times, most of the time actually. Rather than merely bringing up and reintroducing topics of discussion I feel are important in today’s world, let’s dig a bit deeper … Sound like a plan? 🙂 I sincerely appreciate your continued support, be well today, and one last thing – You can get a great deal on a bike this time of year – Just saying. 😉
😉 thanks for the tip, and it sounds like a fabulous plan!
I am a huge fan of self indulgent posts, obviously. 😉
As a note, about a month ago I started doing PiYo strength. I’ve heard people at my fitness center say they don’t like it because they don’t get a big burn from it. When they ask why I do it, I tell them because it makes me feel good. No, it’s not hardcore cardio. Sometimes, though, it’s not about that. It’s just about finding something that makes you stop, breathe in and out deeply, and feel at peace. Thanks for the reminder that it’s okay to feel that way. 🙂
I am your #1 super fan! Awesome 🙂
Ha! Without the phone, one can get lost longer in the cornfield. *whack*
It’s one of those precious moments though… when you get lost, and simply be immersed in the lost-ness. All sorts of emotions race to pump your heart and you feel the prickling on your skin… oh wait… that was the friggin corn tassel bending with the wind… 😉
Pesky cornfields always getting in the way. 🙂