Brendan Leonard Is The Man!

Today I have some writing deadlines. I decided that a little writing here would be good—some might consider it procrastination, but I believe it's a warmup. This blog is about running and writing...

I'm really enjoying reading I H💜TE Running and YOU CAN TOO by Brendan Leonard. This book is laugh-out-loud funny. The the charts are excellent and really illustrate simple yet profound truths that are applicable to just about any endeavor one is pursuing. Today I read Chapter. 7: Inspiration is not a strategy. Wow, just wow, yes this man has nailed what it takes to be a writer and runner: show up and do the work. Leonard notes that inspiration is just a spark and one must add fuel. Essentially I must show up for myself the same way I show up for the people I love. I personalized this just to re-enforce the concept in my own mind. 

The best thing about this book is how small and deceptively simple it seems. Books like this require multiple readings as the material seeps into the psyche. I love these type of books and used to work with them in my teaching of writing.  

Leonard has a website: Semi-Rad: Humor, Essays, Adventures and here is an interview with Leonard on Spartan Up. Both are very insightful.

So I have been doing my weekly plan and it is working. On Mondays I get outside no matter what. Tuesday and Wednesday meditation; Thursday and Friday journaling and chanting; and Saturday and Sunday writing (and sometimes resting). The weather in Colorado this time of year is fickle, but Leonard's book addresses this issue beautifully and I have pushed myself to run/walk no matter the weather. I'm not going to put his chart in this post, because I want to support Leonard's website and instead invite folks to buy his book.

In my own pursuit of writing and running, figuring out a small manageable goal that I can complete in the context of my life is really adding to my feeling of success, which in turn breeds a desire to do more, which is why writing here creates a desire to write more. 

To my credit I have completed a very large essay at the beginning of April that will be publish in late May / early June. Also my blog The Living Room has launched: visual art reviews considering the phygital experience of online exhibitions. And part of today's deadlines will impact my new website, which is under construction, but will be unveiled in mid-May. 

Final thought: cottage industry like what Leonard is doing and what I am working to do truly expand all of us. And I also found this article today, which just continues to make the case that running is good for everyone. What A Brief Jog Can Do For Your Brain.

 

 

Two old girls...

So a baby step for getting outside today. An hour walk up to the campground gate. First a little splash and drink for the canine girl at one of my favorite spots. Next goal is to head up through the campground to the trailhead. Not much snow left now, though possibly more snow will come this next month. 

Walking or more importantly running at nearly 8,000 foot elevation is to suck a bit of air at times. As I was walking I was reminded when as a much younger and tougher chick—hanging out at 16,000 felt like drowning. Making a climb on Mount Elbrus in the Caucasus Mountains of then Soviet Georgia in the mid-80s was amazing and awful at the same time. At this point I find it sad that I carried a lot of shame about not making the summit. Who the heck cares now? It was an incredible trip of a lifetime.

I have put this body through so many intense experiences. At this point my health is excellent. I need a few tweaks on a regular basis to keep my back happy, but overall I'm grateful for my stamina and general health. The older I get the more awake I feel. The follow up to the Soviet climbing exchange was here in Colorado. Soviets, Hungarians, and Americans climbed Snowmass Mountain. 

Sadly, it's a trip I hardly remember. I tripped and then slid down part of a mountain side and had to self-arrest with my ice axe just before hitting an outcropping of rocks. I was a bit of a mess after that and one of the guys just dogged me because every step I took I felt so scared. Also my boots were killing the bottoms of my feet and my pack though top of line was too big and truly too heavy for me. Is it any wonder my back now suffers?

What's so amazing is how much great gear there is now for women that is designed especially with women in mind. Back in the 80s this was not the case. "We've come along way baby..."

The picture on the right is the view heading back down into town. I tried a little jogging, but the tweak I had on Sunday morning with a new craniosacral practitioner greatly improved things, but not quite enough. Tuesday evening I'm going for another appointment. 

The other thing that came up after thinking about the Snowmass incident was how I would like to go on a Wild Women Adventure to Alaska. This company has great itineraries of women-guided  women only expeditions through out the world. One element of this Alaska trip is climbing with crampons on a glacier—maybe a chance for me to work through that old BS. And then I thought wouldn't it be cool to do it with my daughter. Something to save for and plan on doing in a few years. Interestingly I had a book (now pack away in a box in my storage) back in college titled Wild Women Adventures. An incredible evolution has happened for outdoor sports for women: awesome clothes, gear, trips—all just for "the ladies." And even running gear. I need a beanie with the hole for a ponytail. Yes that is a thing and I want one. This morning I was overdressed and just before I headed out the door my daughter said I would overheat once I got moving. I took off two layers and then added a knit hat over my ball cap. Kind of a silly look but it kept me comfortable. Neck, ears and core must be warm. Too many close calls with hypothermia...I hate being wet and cold.

On the writing front I have almost nailed my essay. I thought I could write tonight, but this essay is tricky and my head needs to be in the right place to finish. I have two more paragraphs, which will expand into adding another page. Also I'm submitting three poems with the piece à la John Berger. And a dear artist friend is letting me use a photo his late photographer dad shot, which looks like it's never been shown—lucky me.

Final thought: no to coffee and Swiss Miss. Even half a cup of espresso at 10am was too much caffeine. The Swiss Miss also had something in it. This body is like an old car, I can go forever, but I must have the right fuel. Tomorrow organic cocoa that's light on the sugar and some decaf coffee, both from the health food store to prepare for next Saturday's treat.

 

Finding Rhythm

Confidence, resiliency, and finding rhythm—I could be speaking of music, but really all of these are needed when creating a life, a writing practice or in this case also a running practice. 

My daughter is now apart of a youth symphony and I'm much engaged in the process of helping facilitate her success—modern mothering: a fine line between helicopter parenting, a tiger mom, and just general mothering—which also includes the process of parenting oneself. What I say to my daughter (who is very much a perfectionist) is often what I need to be saying to myself. The very best thing about parenting is the messiness of it and the bigger reflections on learning to living well.

So what is confidence and is it over-rated? Confidence is a catch word that actually now has a connotation—so much of communication is understanding the nuance of how individuals use words. After pondering the word confidence I realized that I think of confidence in this way: working towards a goal—floundering through the messiness of the process—and reaching an outcome that is satisfying (and possibly successful, though success is not always required.)

I am not a confident runner. Hell, I can't even call myself a runner at this point. But I persist. I have a goal and I will run a marathon in this life. I just reread a post I did for Motherhood Later Than Sooner about my 50th birthday resolution to run a marathon and create a writing life for myself. Poof: seven years have gone by and I have been doing the heavy lifting of caretaking on many fronts, through job loss, moving, uncoupling, death, homeschooling—basically what most women are doing (without a paycheck). And trying to have a quality of life that includes self-care. 

Frankly, I have read so much about women's empowerment, creating time for self-care, and trying to push myself to lean in that I could vomit. I have tried to do all the things I noted in a previous list here on this blog that I thought I should do everyday. That took four hours: one hour of exercising, one hour of journaling or blogging, one hour of meditating, and one hour for a nightly routine. And after that I wanted to do some writing work. Truly, that plan was and is unsustainable. I hope everyone is having a good laugh because I finally woke up and unsubscribed to every female empowerment newsletter that was clogging my email accounts. 

And now for my whack to the head—a lá the great comedic teams of Laurel & Hardy, Abbott & Costello, and The Three Stooges. I have a new plan for self-care and it looks like this. And actually might be sustainable.

Monday – one hour early morning for exercise: walk or run or weights or bike or recumbent bike (mostly weather dictating the choice).

Tuesday & Wednesday – one hour early morning meditation. I have found two early morning IAM-35 groups through the Amma website. Thank you COVID-19.

Thursday & Friday – one hour early morning of personal journaling.

Saturday & Saturday – all day both days in the writing cave (kind of like the Bat Cave, but my adventures are in my mind). On these two day mostly no visitors—I have informed my child, wasband, and my mom in an attempt to limit the interruptions so I can think, write on my blogs, and meet other writing deadlines. And I can stay in my pajamas all day. My other new pleasure on Saturday is caffeine in the form of a homemade mocha using my new (used) stove top moka maker plus discounted surplus Starbucks Breakfast blend, with hemp milk, and three pouches of instant hot chocolate. This is my weekly treat as I must give up the sugar addition: ice cream, sorbet, chocolate, and the amazing homemade cookies my sister-in-law sends the family. Also I can handle the caffeine as I usually on Saturday night I stay up late working into the night.

So I may be able to create a rhythm for myself, and after awhile build some confidence in reaching my goal of running a marathon. If nothing else I am resilient and persistent to the point of nausea. New day, new plan, new life: GO Team Mo!!

My new best friends. Finally, these need to stop being paper weights.

And my fabulous writing space with a standing desk. Much better for my back. It's not the office I had when I started this blog, oh so long ago. But my space is really nice and I love it. With our three little apartment units next to each other: wasband, myself, and the mom—we all have the autonomy we each need. We are the wave of the future. Life is good.

For more about confidence check out my posts at Welcome to Mommyville and Motherhood Later Than Sooner.

Spring is here, sort of...

Just from the title, I know I need this book. Spring has arrived and the urge to renew my commitment to running instead of say swimming (no local pool) finds me checking out Brendan Leonard's new book (I Hate Running and You Can Too), as noted in an Outside Magazine online article. Check out Leonard's abbreviate list below. This list are the moments that I laughed out loud. The full article and how to get the book are in the links at the end.

26 Useful Facts About Running (Outside's title)
A nonexhaustive list

1. It is OK to take breaks while running. Sometimes breaks last a few seconds, and sometimes they last a few years.

3. There is no requirement that you have to own a couch to do the Couch to 5K program.

4. One hundred percent of the participants in the first marathon died upon completing the event.

11. The top recorded running speed of a human, sprinter Usain Bolt, is 27 miles per hour. The top speed of a running grizzly bear is 35 miles per hour. Data does not yet exist, however, on how fast a human can run while running from a bear.

14. 13.1 miles is half the distance of a marathon, which is 26.2 miles. When running a marathon, at the 13.1-mile mark, you are halfway. However, at 14 miles, you are also halfway. And at 15 miles, 16 miles, 17 miles, and 18 miles, you are also still only halfway. This continues every mile until mile 25.5, when you are almost finished.

19. Lots of longtime runners say they love the simplicity of running because all you need to do it is a pair of shoes.

20. Any real runner knows that in addition to a pair of shoes, you also need a steely resolve and the hard-won psychological tools to continually, day in and day out, drag your procrastinating ass out the door and actually begin running.

Link to article:
26 Useful Facts About Running 

Link to book:
I Hate Running And You Can Too