Spark Your Creative!

Delve into your memories from Elementary School.

Free play. Art. Singing.

Circle time.

When you bounce out of bed in the morning to crank up your day, what’s on the agenda for doing something creative?
In the back of the brain, is there an unconscious slathering of would like to do’s, but don’t have the time to or don’t know how I can.

Try finishing this sentence (anything goes, don't be shy):

I would really, really, really, really, REALLY like to ______________________________.

Now say it out loud.
The first step to completing anything, is to set the intention. By saying it out loud, you've already done that.

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I triple DARE you!

To Yield the Results

Getting going is hard. Once you start, things get easier.

Providing you’re consistent.

I am happy to have a goal. Not only for my physical well-being, but for the health of others. The Enbridge Ride to Conquer Cancer, Challenge Course (160km a day times two) in June, 2012.

Not easy though when to think back in May I was a shattered soul, hopelessly limping around with a cane and a sling. Edging up the addiction to emotional eating. Just cause (I fractured my pelvis and clavicle).

It’s a minimum or should be anyway, 1.5 hours if you’re training for any kind of cycling distance and heading out. Lately I’ve been reading about the amount of time you can cut off a good hill climb when you’re shy the bulge.

I’m ambitious today. Have no clue the route. These roads are new to me. Let’s see if I can knock off two hours just for fun.

I eat a banana. No snacks to pack. A to go cup of green tea and a water bottle.

The Scottish mist turns to drizzle. I decide to clock my distance and time against my Cat Eye with the iPhone app Endomondo which, coincidently shouts out each kilometer and the time it took.

Managed to forget my glasses, which worked out fine with the downpour that came.

The commuter jacket and the paddling gloves kept me warm. So did the booties.

At 45 minutes I approach a long climb.

There are a couple runners ahead of me.

Who’s going to get to the top first I think to myself? I should be able to gitty-up and go ahead!

I did try.

As we round the corner I manage to pedal past.

It’s flat.

Crap, I thought to myself. Am I that slow? Am I that out of shape?
Yes and yes. And overweight.

All I have to do is keep going I say to myself.

It will get easier.

To yield the results.

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Goal Triggers

Can life get boring?

Suppose so, if you make it.

Life can also change without notice.

There’s nothing like saying you’re going to do something. And then doing it.

Call it a goal. A focus or a change of scene.

What makes that happen?
Somebody or something points you in a new direction, perhaps. The realization it’s time to do something different. Maybe, because your heart told you so.

But so often, we don’t listen to our hearts.

I live in la la land a lot. It’s true.

I hold out visions of epic adventures. Hurtling explorations into the divine depths of humanity. Bringing people together.

Explaining one’s dream often swells and pairs up with reality and the word, “HOW and with what?”

Does it really matter?

Not the how, it’s the why. The WHY NOT!

Set some goals, dreams or purposes. Hold on to them.

Never let them go.

Sooner or later, you may come an inch closer to what holds you dear.

Goal triggers.

They can do that.

Facing the Challenge

Doesn’t take long to go back from where you came from. When it comes to loosing weight and being fit.

I claim an excuse.

Six months ago I fell off my road bike and fractured my pelvis in two places, along with my clavicle.

Now I wasn’t at prime but I was heading to being in the best shape of my life.

These things happen for a reason.

So now I’m healed up and geared up to go.

Except for the goal.

Cycling is like having a lover on two wheels. The bike takes you places. You constantly experience a wonder lust of endorphin rushes and feelings of gratitude. Especially after any long ride.

Recently I attended some talks on the epic endurance athletic lifestyle. I shook my head in disbelief with the one comments that seems to have stuck.

The body will follow the mind.

Like no amount of suffering can change that?
Last night I dial in on the Enbridge Ride to Conquer Cancer orientation. I decided after the recent passing of a friend that I would ride in his honour.

The goal is set.

Coincidentally the same day I hear of an elderly family member with a confirmed diagnosis.

So I’m in. But on the Conference Call it’s revealed that the Challenge Course for which I signed up for is 160km a day, times two.

Start training now. Oh yeah!

Super scared. YES!

Know I’ll have to get a new bike. What if I hold everyone up? Are the dudes that are super fast going to be the ones that ride it? Will I be the only woman?

Can I do this?
Today I decide. Yes. My mind has said yes.

So to start things off I walk into a Bikram Yoga class today to asses the muscles and the mass (body fat).

Mirrors don’t lie. No question the body fat index needs to point down, down, like wayyyyy down…..

The class, well it was a sufferfest. The teacher favoured the icon of symbolism for me today.

“Let your mind believe you’re doing the right thing for your body…”

And yes, everything else will follow.

Well here goes nothing!