Meeting Betty

 I got stationed at Camp Stoneman in 1951. There was a good buddy I used to run with. Somehow or another, he got a date with Betty and her friend, Thelma. I went out with Th…

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I have a Dream …

Do you have a dream that continues to elude you?

With turning sixty this year, I wonder …. might this be the year that I finally bring myself to realize a dream I’ve had since my 20’s?

Oh, to be a ‘plant based eater’, aka: vegan.

The culture around about me does much to complicate my dream.  Folks around me indulge themselves in the Standard American Diet (S.A.D. I know). I not only struggle with making others comfortable in their social setting, my bigger struggle is self-indulgence!

My very nature fights me in this – as I love the fatty, salty flavors that come with animal products! Let’s face it – veggies versus (is there a ‘v’ word for the pleasure centers in my brain?) … vanity ….

I struggle physically and emotionally.  Food has so many memories attached to it. I like to eat memory foods and have favorite comfort foods! There are many needs on many levels here.

How do I fight it? Like the true addict – one day at a time. I try to not have the culprit cuisine in my house. (If I must have it, I try to arrange a 25 mile drive to town to get it.) I reward myself with non-culinary rewards. I have found supports on the web. (God bless technology!)

Why change, when the S.A.D. meets so many of my (emotional) needs?  (Ever see the documentary of Forks over Knives?)

Aside from the above mentioned documentary, I personally feel much better when I fuel my body instead of indulge it. My appetite is like a big, spoiled kid … sigh … a continual challenge. I am not saying Veganism is for everyone – I’m just saying I feel so much better when I eat that way.

Healers

What is the dream that eludes you? Can you break it down into attainable goals – giving yourself leeway for life interruptions? What are some supports you can build in for yourself?

Remember, Dear Hearts, our goal is progress … not perfection!

Change. Ugh!

I resist change.

Oh, I know it’s (often) good for me

but

that does not make it any easier.

There is one thing that helps me adjust.

Routine.

It is a word many resist,

yet I find its predictability

reassuring

as well as useful.

Morning walk I

With my new schedule,

and it’s current instability,

I find my early morning routine reassuring.

Getting in my studies,

exercise,

and diet

start my irregular days

with a sense of self-caring

as well as self-control.

Progress, not perfection …

Left Behind

Bdazld here.

Best Run Mate in the world
Best Run Mate in the world

I have had a most excellent summer of running with Nina.

My absolute fav is running The Rainbow Trail.

I used to HATE riding in car/truck rides,

but when they end up here (instead of at the vets!),

Running the Rainbow
Running the Rainbow

I love it!

We even went with the Gramma one day.

Totally cool, I say.

Gibson Trailhead with the Gramma

But, today was the second day in a row

that Nina did not take me with.

What is with that?

Feeling left behind always hurts

and I don’t pretend it’s okay.

Left behind

Only Two Miles?

My Human Running Mate
My Human Running Mate

On July 11 I ran the run that got me to back to running again, with the friend who got me started running – many eons ago!  I took first place in my age group and felt mighty good about it!  It was fun, rewarding, and I got my treasured smo (shiny metal object).

I was bragging to my brother about my victory. His interest in my run fed my ego, encouraging me to embellish the tale of my ‘mighty feat’.

“How far was it?’ He smiled with enthusiasm, eager to be amazed at his totally athletic sister!

Suddenly embarrassed, I had to admit, “Two miles.”  Nothing like facts to take the fun out of the story, eh? He laughed and wrinkled his nose at me. My ego hiccuped.

Then I remembered; it’s okay if it’s not 26.2 miles.  It doesn’t matter what others think. Okay, initially, it might – but, truth is, I run for me.  

I run to battle the depression inactivity brings on. I run to get rid of my negative energy.  I run to get think time, listen to favorite podcasts and be inspired. I run to compete with and connect with my BFF.  I run to embrace nature on mountain trails. I enjoy doing 5 & 10 K’s to compete with my peers, and some day I hope to do a marathon (or at least a half).  The smo(s I get are just frosting on the cake.

There are many good reasons I run, irregardless of far it may be. I run because it’s a fun way for me to be healthy.

What do you do to be healthy? How do you like to move … or how would you like to? Who do (or who would) you like to do it with? Do you need to get rid of negative energy or re-connect with nature?

Remember, you don’t have to do anything perfectly or according to someone else’s expectations. You know best what you need.

Sometimes thinking through questions like these are a great place to start. We all start someplace.

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