I’m so mad that I can’t run and swim due to my back injury. I can barely walk. I’m searching for inspiration to get me through this. I read this on trifuel.com and feel a bit better. Hoping that by the end of the week I can at least swim:
For crying out loud this is an injury, not cancer. I am breathing, living, moving, and I am grateful. My batch of lemons could be made of something so much worse.
I will admit it to be strange to be sitting at a computer this Monday morning, staring out to a grey but uncharacteristically warm January day. It’d be a perfect morning for a trail run. It’s also a perfect morning to sip hot coffee while sitting on the ball I now use for a desk chair while I pour out my thoughts.
Multisport saved my life 11 years ago, and it remains within me. This is not a setback, it is the greatest opportunity I have ever been given. The chance to be stronger, mentally and physically.
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And people think I have commitment issues.
I just signed up for 3 Triathlons:
The Boulder Triathlon Series:
The 5430 Sprint - 6/18/06
The Boulder Peak - 7/23/06
And the 5430 Long Course - (aka 1/2 Ironman distance) 8/13/06
The training begins today!
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Why I tri:
1. I love the smell of neoprene in the morning
2. The golf, tennis, and bass fishing combo donit work out
3. To honor those before me, inspire those behind me, and challenge those beside me.
4. Swim 2.4miles, bike 112 miles, run 26.2 miles; brag for the rest of your life
5. Because I can
6. For the Tshirts, baby!
7. Because you never know until you tri
8. You donit get an ass like this playing checkers
9. If I didnit do this Iid have a tough time explaining the rubber suit and cooking spray in my trunk
10. The Grim Reaper catches us all, but when he catches me, the son of a bitch is going to be hunched over, wheezing, and clutching his chest.
…. green eyes
Youire the one that I wanted to find
….
I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter
Now that I met you
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…
I’d like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:
I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree,
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.
….
A man is angry at things
that never happened
and never will happen.
He’s angry at the woman he’ll never meet
because she refuses to meet him
because, not existing herself,
she has no idea that he exists.
…..
Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.
“The force of her drive is to be someone, to find something important and meaningful to do, her stubborn desire to find a sense for her existence, her need to ‘tell to everyone what she felt she had to say’.”
I thought this horoscope from my google home page was interesting considering everything that is going on in my life:
This can be one of those sweet and pleasurable days, if you let it, but you’ll have to open yourself to the possibility instead of closing down before it happens. If someone is being supportive of you, don’t ask too many questions. It’s a matter of learning to trust. Life can be quite simple at times, especially if you don’t make it more complicated than necessary.
There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.
there are worse things than these miniature betrayals,
committed or endured or suspected; there are worse things
than not being able to sleep for thinking about them.
It is 5 a.m. All the worse things come stalking in
and stand icily about the bed looking worse and worse and worse.
What my heart needs now is rest
So I’m packin up and I’m headed west
My mind’s made up I put it to the test
Pushin myself and this old machine
Burnin fumes and what’s left of my dreams
Let ‘em go ’cause I don’t need no strings
Just give me a road and a little gasoline
We talked in circles till the words ran out
And it all came down to an angry shout
Before I knew it I was in 3rd gear and gone
Well this has been comin for a long long time
If I said I’m sorry well I’d be lyin
If you think I’d never make it well you’d be wrong
If heaven was a town it would be my town
If heaven was an hour, it would be twilight
When the fireflies start their dancin on the lawn
And suppers on the stove and mammas laughin
And everybodys workin day is done
On a summer day in 1985 [1988]
And everything i wanted was out there waiting
And everyone I loved was still alive
If heaven was a train it sure would be a fast one
That could take this weary traveler round the bend
And if heaven was a tear it’d be my last one
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