Central Park 4Miler

Sunny skies; a slightly nippy breeze; orange and yellow foliage peeping through the green tops of the park tress; this was the setting for the perfect running weather.

Yesterday, I tested myself in a 4 miler through the park, running alongside like-minded women. In one word, it was amazing. The sun beat brilliantly on my back, the wind kept me cool, the water breaks were a strategic relief and the hills at mile 3 kept me huffing and puffing.

Yet, I pulled through 🙂 For that, I am grateful to my body and to God. I once thought I couldn’t run one block. But, slowly and steadily, my body took me to highs I’ve never experienced before.

  • Yes, you think your feet can’t move another step.
  • Your throat burns from the exertion of pulling in air in rapid pants.
  • Each uphill is pure torture; until you realize that pumping your arms will propel you over the crest and help you reach the downhill portion faster so that you can finally let gravity do its thing.

Although it is in no way a competition for first place; you’re exhilarated by the rush of adrenaline that pushes you to pass your fellow runners on the course. Pacing oneself on race day is so different from training. You realize that just as in life, there are obstacles you have to conquer and pass. Yep, that’s right. I have gone on record to say that in order to understand life, one has to run a race.

I ran a personal best of 10:14 a mile. If not for my 1 minute walk at the mile 3 water station, I might have been under 40 minutes! Ahh, just thinking about the possibility is mind-boggling! So, my official time was 41:41 and of course, I ran like a dog was chasing me for the last 200 yards to cross the finish line. I’m kind of hooked on the all out sprint at the end of the race; it makes me feel like an athlete and that is the best feeling of all!

All in all, I’m hoping for the same conditions and inner strength next weekend when I challenge my first 10K in the Run 10 Feed 10 Women’s Health Mag run. This is my last week of 10k training and I started it off with cross training, Zumba style. Strength is so key!

Now I’m off to scrounging up a playlist that will push me to achieve a PR next weekend.

Happy Fall!

黛安娜  다이아나  ഡയാന

Wanderlust Yoga Festival Review

I’m not an avid practitioner of yoga by any means. I do it when my body screams for release, resulting in some of the best yoga experiences I’ve had. Basically, I’m a flirt. I know what the experts say: Practice daily. But, that’s a hill to climb on another day. For now, the best my body can do is twice a week.

This weekend an opportunity  arose to practice yoga with fabulous experts, outside, under the blazing sun! For all the sun salutations I’ve been through, I realized that I had never taken my practice outdoors- with a group of like-minded people! So, I signed up and boy, am I glad I did.

Greeting the sun as you bask in it’s glow, feeling the gentle, cooling breeze brush your hair away from your face as you gently sink into chair pose while the instructors’ voices guide you to look to your inner self; it’s incredible. I felt renewed; like my battery juices had run low and this practice recharged me.

My body had it’s own epiphany. To be frank, I wasn’t in the mood for exercise of any type yesterday. Mother Nature’s monthly gift reared it’s head in the form of gut-wrenching cramps and back ache; as it always does. I’m always wary of doing anything extraneous because I’m afraid to add on to my symptoms. Yet, yesterday’s practice proved to me that what the experts say about pushing through and just doing it, cures all ailments.

From here on out I’ll adhere to Newton’s First Law of Motion: a body in motion stays in motion, while a body at rest stays at rest. That’s all the motivation my limbs need to greet this miracle of a world with a “Namaste” and a smile.

黛安娜  다이아나  ഡയാന

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