Parades and Races

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Jim and I survived the constant barrage of precipitation as we joined our friends to support and promote Clean Ocean Access in the annual Newport St Patrick’s day parade. While we were out on the parade route I realized that walking in a parade has a lot of similarities to running a 5k.

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Of course there is the obvious, both have a start and a finish. At both the start and finish of a parade and a race you will find spectators who cheer for you as you go along the course.

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The next and maybe a little less obvious similarity is the beer. Many of the races Jim and I did over the years were accompanied by beer either during but usually after the race. This similarity could be because this was a St Patty’s Day parade but there was definitely lots of beer and other beverages which Dionysus would approve.

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Finally and probably the most important similarity was the sense of community. One of the things I love about road races is how it brings people together. Even though there was rain falling from the start of the parade to the finish, people still came out to the streets of Newport to celebrate this fine holiday.

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Happy St Patrick’s Day.

Shhhh………

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When Jim changed his diet and started logging his food I jumped on board. I find that when both people in a couple do something together both people are more successful. About a month ago I started logging my food.

 

Writing down everything I eat made me very aware both the good and bad things I eat. It was pretty eye opening.

 

One of the side affects of logging your food is losing weight. Over the past month I’ve dropped 2 pounds.

 

This is something that I should celebrate. There are television shows dedicated to people celebrating their weight loss. But instead of celebrating I’ve been rather quiet about it.

 

I am a pretty fit person. I surf and do yoga. I have run marathons and half marathons (something I can’t wait to do again.) Sharing these things is safe; people are okay with hearing about it.

 

But people are less receptive (and sometimes critical) when they hear about a thin person losing weight. My goal wasn’t to lose weight, it just happened. Shedding some extra pounds is good for my knees, back, and ankles. It also is a sign that I am making better choices with my food.

 

Unfortunately sharing this may come across as bragging, vanity, or showing off. So this is something that I’ve quietly done. (Yes I know the irony of sharing this now.) But it makes you wonder why some people are offended by seeing someone become healthier.

 

Shame on people involved in skinny shaming, what’s next healthy hating, thin threatening, fitness frowning?

 

Let’s celebrate each other’s accomplishments and encourage one another.

 

Stop tearing other’s down, instead let’s build each other up. Then we’ll all be better.

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Strike a pose

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Recent events caused me to reevaluate and rekindle my relationship with yoga, a relationship that began a few years ago. I started practicing yoga after my daughter Kia was born.  For about a decade I was pretty consistent with my yoga, but after I got serious about running my yoga took a back seat. Instead of making yoga a part of my regular routine it turned into something I did occasionally and for maintenance.

 

After I re-started yoga I realized I plateaued. I was doing the same poses over and over again. It was time to try some new stuff, time to introduce some new poses in my practice.

 

My initial goal was to work on balance poses but something got in my head and I decided I wanted to try a headstand. When it turned out to not be quite as hard as I thought I was motivated to try something new, bakasana. This is a scary pose to get into because of the fear of smashing your face. My first few attempts my knees would slide off my arms. But the other day- success.

 

It was a brief moment of both physical and spiritual growth.  After I held bakasana I was so excited I lost focus on everything else I was doing. As much as I should have stayed focus it felt right to celebrate and enjoy my accomplishment. Maybe it felt right because we don’t always stop to celebrate the good things in our life.