Saturday, April 25, 2009

back on the wagon

Today was the first day in 2 weeks that I have done any sort of exercise. I just did an hour and a half bike followed by a half an hour run. Part of me (the part that is getting used to being lazy) wanted to skip the workout, but the part of me that knows I need to get things back on track managed to overpower the other me...thank goodness. Despite the fact that I have done many long runs including an 18 miler prior to my injury, I must admit that I feel that I am far from being trained for tomorrows Police Half Marathon. Yeah I missed two weeks, but I am not an unfit person, so really it is in my head. It's funny how the things you say to yourself begin to overpower anything else. Having "the critic" on your shoulder telling you what you are doing wrong all the time and how you are going to fail is tough. You know what, little critic, I am going to have fun tomorrow despite the weather being far from ideal. I am going to reach my goals and I am going to do well and I am not going to listen to you anymore. A little segment from one of my favorite websites http://www.greatday.com/

Feel the way you choose

Whatever you feel on the inside, you will experience on the outside. Life reflects back to you the way you most sincerely and persistently are.

When you're having a joyful day it's because you've decided to do so. The world you see is directly related to the world you intend to see.

From nothing, in an instant, you can create joy. Where there was none before, you can express love.

Do you realize the awesome power in your ability to feel the way you choose to feel? With that power you can change the world.

You're extraordinarily skilled at changing your feelings, and you've had much experience at doing so. Feel the exquisite beauty of this moment, and watch as that beautiful feeling manifests in the world around you.

This is your moment to live more fully than you've ever lived. Feel the possibilities, and bring them joyfully to life.

-- Ralph Marston

Trevor is officially Afghanistan bound. He left yesterday evening and I miss him terribly already and it hasn't even been 24 hours. I suppose it doesn't help that the kids are not around today. I dropped them off at my mom's place just before lunch and will pick them up tomorrow after the race. The house is very quiet. I managed to pass some time by making a card for my friend who had a baby boy. Now it is just time to relax with my feet up and do some positive thinking.