Running and Rudiments

I have been wanting to write about my running, but I kept feeling like I wasn’t running enough to write about it. Like I needed to clock in some more serious miles, before my words could mean enough.
Then today’s run set me free from the mini-whirlpool of thoughts sucking all my peace of mind.
I can only speculate what it is about running that does that. The feeling of the solid ground passing beneath my feet, the release of endorphins, the focusing on breathing or the acute awareness of form that I have been working at developing. I just know that every run brings me back to base, reminds me of who I am and the direction in which I want to head. Its also restores faith in my body’s ability.
And the biggest thing I have derived from all the running, is to be Fearless.
It is the only way to be.

Cannot form the right sentences to express just what I need to say, but as songs do some times, this has come to my rescue.
I have come to believe, that true freedom lies in deriving happiness from within, and begins with actually being at peace with yourself, loving who you are and working with that to move towards who you want to be.
Finding that balance between being confident while attempting to be objective about your flaws.

I am so grateful to the people in my life who still believe in me. Coach comes through to give you exactly what you need when you least expect it, and without asking for it.I hope I find a way to thank him some day.

See, c’est la vie
Maybe something’s wrong with me
But, at least I am free.

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Playing Today

Sam Smith, and heartbreak!

Its amazing what a pair of good headphones can do for an empty evening.

More cheerful music soon!

Until then, I didn’t believe this song could be any better, but this version is as close to perfection as its possible to be! Well, for me.

All of Me. John Legend featuring Jennifer Nettles and Hunter Hayes. (so much alliteration!)

Oh, man. Music wreaks quite a havoc, doesn’t it?

Having hit a sudden and definite lull in the study marathon, I found myself reaching out to the internet for a pick-me-up. I was flailing and clutching at anything that would help me regenerate that desperate need which fuels the hours in the library. While social media has its obvious advantages, it also seemed to rub in its point about how most of my contemporaries seemed to have a three dimensional life; everyone seemed to be in the reaching out for their goals, travelling and living phase and I seemed to remain, if not regress, into the living at home and studying phase. Suddenly, the goal just wasnt enough. I felt like I was at the 12th km of a half marathon, and my need for finishing was..flagging. This is not such a great place to be in. According to general consensus, this was the time I was supposed to feel adrenaline, and gear up, set a pace, so that I can finish strong, pass with flying colours etc. Instead there was just, ‘meh’.

Then I hit the concept of “delayed gratification”.

I seem to have arrived at this mental bus a little late. It isnt a new concept, but just those words werent quite framed in that way and embedded in my brain. The oft repeated, and severely cliche-d “this too shall pass” has begun to take new root and spread out its branches, like a tree growing caught in time lapse photography. (This may be a terrible metaphor,haha, but it says exactly what I want.
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Dr. Sean Richardson, in his TED talk on Mental Toughness, says, ‘Keep your eye on the big picture. Tune out the compusion. Focus on your actions, not on your results.’

And, Im not even religious, but I found:

2 Corinthians 4: 17-18 “For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever. So we don’t look at the troubles we can see now; rather, we fix our gaze on things that cannot be seen. For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.”

Beware, it says delay gratification, not everything. We cant get caught up with the delay, and turn it into complacency.
Here, the snippet about being action oriented inserts itself seamlessly into the tapestry.

The Bhagavad Gita puts it together well;

Verse 2.47: कर्मण्येवाधिकारस्ते मा फलेषु कदाचन। मा कर्मफलहेतुर्भूर्मा ते सङ्गोऽस्त्वकर्मणि ॥
Karmaṇyēvādhikārastē mā phalēṣu kadācana, mā karmaphalahēturbhūrmā tē saṅgō’stvakarmaṇi.

Very roughly translated, it says, “Act, and dont worry about the fruits of your action.”

Evidently, the concept isnt exactly just ’emerging’.

2 TED talks, and a Stanford Marshmallow Experiment later, this is what I have gathered.

Make the decisions that are harder, and act on them. Then stick by it.
Effort is the key. Embrace the failure, as long as you are doing everything you can to achieve the goal. You can be action focused AND result oriented at the same time.
The essence seems to lie in the quality of effort and the persistence mindset.

I can imagine that all of this sounds trite, old and repetitive; like stuff out of motivational posters. I obstinately ignored any motivational poster category advice until these dots connected like the stars in Orion, and it all literally just fell in my lap. Into place. Into place, in my lap. I suppose you must really need to ask a question to be able to understand the answers that ‘the universe’ leaves lying around.

As it always happens in these situations, in the end Rocky Balboa prevails:

…and with that unforgettable rocky soundtrack playing in my head, I return to the battlefield of multiple choice questions and negative marking.

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From a place of Strength

If you come from a strong place, you have the tools to keep things simple, and find constructive solutions to the problems of circumstance and opinion.

Un-clutter your ear for what your intuition says, and you will be able to tell when you are doing something that your principles agree with, when you are making excuses, when you need to push yourself that one extra mile, and when a break wont hurt at all. But to be able to really tune in to it, you will want to get rid of all those outside opinions and judgments that bother you and stick like Velcro to your self-esteem.

Don’t victimize yourself, stop wallowing in self pity. The hard truth is, that it doesn’t move things along, just intensifies the inertia. If you want out of the problem, the only person who can get you out, is, well, you know. At the end of it if you’re stuck, unhappy, disappointed, unsuccessful or not where you want to end up, you may have a valid reason, you may have someone other than yourself to blame. But its still you, where you don’t want to be. 

You have to find the solution. Happiness, or success or whatever works for you, comes usually from hard work, perseverance, and a whole lot from your ability to get up every time you fall. Mental strength is defined by not giving up when things seem insurmountable. Another one of those marathon analogies that recurs in my mind like a misbehaved alarm clock, is that while it matters how consistent your efforts are in your running, what really gives you the edge is how well you recover.

Let go of all those limits that you think you have, find some new ones and then push them. Don’t cage yourself, yourself.

 

 

Or, you could just be a cat and sleep. All day. 🙂 🙂

 

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Have you found your Why yet?

Does it wake you up every day?
Discipline. Intent. Consistency. Hard work. Momentum.
Is it at the fore front of your mind? Is it ALL you have?
(yes, I have an exam tomorrow :P)

running away with Running

Every morning I fight with myself, wrestle with my inertia, shun all the plausible logic that my slothful brain hurls at me, simply in an effort to get out of bed. Its still dark outside, the grandparents tea isn’t ready for me to steal a sip from yet, and I swear every reason I can think of is right there for me NOT to go for that run. Experience has taught me to put on my shoes despite everything. Everyone in the house has express instructions to push me out of the house and close the door behind me. Everyday I walk to the starting point feeling apprehensive, wondering if I’ll disappoint myself today. I find myself trying to gauge what my knees are feeling like, gingerly feeling for rubbery legs, mentally preparing myself for possibly just an okay-but-not-outstanding-run, scared that it will disappoint me into not repeating the routine tomorrow.

I can tell you, at the end of NO run have i ever regretted those lost minutes of sleep, that pre-wakefulness scuffle with myself.

With every meter that I run, things begin to fall into perspective, the sweat seems to wash out some cobwebs, and an internal dialogue begins to give me a sense of control over battles that I can pick.

Outside of my mind, I am gasping for breath, grimacing, trying to correct my posture, breathe from my diaphragm, struggling to make the next step fall well. Inside, the jigsaw begins to put itself in order.

Coach says when I run faster, push myself towards my potential, out of my comfort pace, the flaws in my form fall away. That the downward slope, the easier run is the time to introspect, straighten out your form, the upward slope is what tests it.

To me, that sounds astoundingly like an analogy to things in general.

I’m no ace athlete training for the next big marathon. I just run, because at age five my father began dragging me out with him on his circuit, ignoring my cranky complaints about aching ears, teaching me to breathe in rhythm BEFORE i fell short of breath. At some point I forgot to complain and became addicted to the endorphin release.

I’m still struggling to get out of bed every morning. Sometimes, I manage to convince myself that my excuse for not planting my feet on the road was valid. But every time I tell myself, it wont be valid tomorrow.

When everything else is difficult, the easiest thing to do is tighten your laces and be grateful that you can run. That you remember how to push yourself.

Keep running.

(next time will be less heavy on the sentiments, I promise!)