The eclipse and triathon -what do they have in common?

eclipseIn addition to bringing people together through a rare scientific phenomenon, the eclipse highlighted something else. I heard so many people say something like this…”if I had been thinking ahead I would have X, Y, Z. I would have planned a trip around the totality zone..I would have got glasses for my kids….I would have taken the kids to the beach/mountains….I would have…”

I heard about this eclipse coming for a very long time. Kinda’ like Christmas. It wasn’t a surprise to me. How was this a surprise to anyone?? Especially to anyone fairly close to the totality zone. Here in Raleigh we were at 94%, but we could easily drive to the 99% zone – which is what my husband did and took this picture. Now, I get that it was weather dependent. If there had been rain or storm clouds, it would have been pointless and a total bust. So there’s risk with planning a big trip for something that might not happen. I get it. But isn’t that true with most anything? a beach trip, a camping trip, a trip where it could snow, a trip in hurricane season, a trip when the kids could get sick, on & on.

But that’s not really the point, the weather. The point is that so many people were in the “if I had known” mindset. Planning is so intuitive to me, it’s hard to imagine that I wouldn’t see this coming! Which brings me to the connection between triathlon & the eclipse. Knowing a big event is coming – like a triathlon or eclipse – requires planning, even if it’s just a little bit. Even with news & media shouting about it – IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING – we still dismiss it and say “meh…whatever, no big deal” ……………until it’s over.

Then we feel like this: crap, we should have made a plan to see it! we should have made a plan to finish the triathlon! we should have ridden that bike, committed to swimming, practice, leaned into the discomfort, embraced the burn in my legs…because the pain of regret really sucks. The rub of not sticking to the commitment is embarrassing. The depression of giving up on yourself is no joke. My oly distance is only a few weeks away and I’m feeling weary and really hoping I can finish without a DNF. I keep hearing that voice that says just drop back to the sprint distance, it’s ok! But I keep pushing that away. It’s loud and fierce in my head, but I will NOT step back. Only forward. And for me that means not saying the same version of “crap, I wish I had made a plan to see the eclipse.”

 

 

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Raleigh Rocks

There is something about paint and nature that speaks to me. A while ago I bumped into this Facebook page, “Raleigh Rocks” where the idea is to paint & hide rocks around town and share clues to where they are. —brilliant!—  What an easy way to be creative, make connections, and celebrate Raleigh all at once. =)

So we did! We have a greenway trail by our house through our neighborhood so we painted some, planted some, and after about a week most have already been found or re-hid by other kids. “Keep or hide you decide” – such a fun and easy activity. Well, “easy” is a relative word I suppose. It does involve some time and patience to let the paint dry…and then you have to go hide them. But it’s exercise, nature, and a way to use the trails and greenways at our house to get the kids involved.

And every time I’m on this trail I just want to run! It was about 100 degrees this day, very lush and smokin’ hot like a rainforest. I couldn’t help but run. It’s such a pretty area, very lucky to have this as a training area. Too bad my next triathlon isn’t part trail run….now there’s a great idea!

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Be Brave Today!

I recently watched Losing Sight of Shore on Netflix. Sooo good, great documentary. Anything that makes me think is something I want to see/hear more of. There was also a podcast from SwimBikeMom speaking to one of the six team members, so I listened to that today and got some inspiration as I was driving to a practice lake swim this morning. They literally crossed the Pacific, but one of the things that came out of it is the idea that everyone has a Pacific to cross… and you should find it! Whatever that means for you.

Here is the link for the podcast – it’s also on iTunes & other places…

http://thesame24hours.podbean.com/e/27-natalia-cohen-losing-sight-of-shore/

That documentary wasn’t a fast pace, lots of created drama for ratings type of thing. It was just a beautiful experience documented by 4 women (6 total) who rowed a long boat across the entire Pacific Ocean. From California to Hawaii was their first leg of three on the trip. Flying from CA to HI takes a while, so can you imagine rowing a boat with no motor the same distance? It’s hard to grasp the vast and open amount of space between those two land masses. They rowed in pairs…2 hours on, 2 hours off. For 9 months. I watched it last week, and heard the podcast this morning. It made me think about a lot of things. I don’t know what “my Pacific” is, but I knew one small thing I could do that would be scary, make me a little uncomfortable, but also make me grow…

The lake swim was choppy – more so than I had seen out there. I was also with a friend and it was her first time intentionally swimming in a lake for distance & practice. I had decided earlier today that I was not going to wear my swimsuit that I wear for laps. Instead I was going to be brave and wear my tri shorts and…….just a sports bra. (GASP!) Out in public. With other people around. With my stretch marks that surround my belly ring I got way before kids and somehow has stayed in place all these years.

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…You know what? Nobody cared. Really. And neither did I! It was pretty great to be out in the water without feeling the need to be covered up completely in a conservative one piece suit for laps. The women who rowed did so totally naked sometimes. It helped prevent chafing and was just easy, and liberating. And just better. So I figured just having a sports bra & my triathlon shorts was totally doable. Thin, skinny people don’t really understand how cumbersome it can be to have boobs or curves. I know that people of all sizes can have body image challenges. I definitely don’t hate my body or get on the crazy train about it. But being half naked with your belly in sight isn’t something that comes easy or naturally for me. So that was a big deal…to do something that was intentionally uncomfortable and not easy.

I guess today that sports bra swim was “my Pacific to cross”. I hope to keep this mindset for as long as I can. I want to keep growing, challenging what I see as normal, and doing epic things – even as small as being brave enough to not wear a bathing suit at Jordan Lake.  =)

Oh, and if the women who did this expedition do something else that’s epic, fun, and crazy – I soooooooo want to join them!