My iFit trainer for this month’s Argentina bicycling challenge (Nicole Meline) has been introducing the idea of finding your edge. This is finding the area in your life where you are “sustainably uncomfortable” and where personal growth begins to happen. Let those words sink in for a moment. They’re quite the odd pair to juxtapose, aren’t they?
I’ve been doing a 12 part, Japan iFit Cycling series this month. It’s iFit’s challenge for the month of February. I am four workouts away from finishing. I am very excited to see what iFit mails me for completing the challenge. I’m hoping for a t-shirt but would be thrilled by a gold star sticker at this point. ⭐
For anyone looking to start exercising, here are three encouraging thoughts to consider:
- Exercise does get easier the more you do it. I mean this both mentally and physically. Eventually you will want to exercise. Working out makes you better and stronger, physically, mentally and spiritually. It’s a gift to your body as a whole in so many ways.
- Think of exercise as a privilege, not as something you have to do. I’m borrowing this from iFit trainer Ashley Paulson, the trainer leading the Japan series. This little mental switch is gold. It’s really helped me reframe my cycling.
- Another thing Ms. Paulson said: you will have good workouts and bad workouts. It’s okay. Give yourself grace and keep showing up. You can do this.
Today I did my second ride in the iFit Japan series. I’m doing a challenge to complete this series this month. At the end, iFit will be mailing me some kind of a reward. I’m very excited. 😉
But for the life of me, I can’t find the iFit Japan playlist, so that I can follow the exercise series in order. Today my trainer greeted me with: “We’re on our eighth ride today and it’s one of our harder ones! Lots of incline and we’re going to be doing three and four minute intervals. Are you ready for this? Come on, let’s go!”
I think I heard my guardian angel laugh at me.
I’ve been bicycling still and working with a health coach to make cycling part of my regular routine. I’m starting an iFit challenge to do a 12 part Japan series. Today’s ride was in Kyoto and I got to see a Shinto shrine, some cemeteries, older buildings that were untouched by WWII and a beautiful lake. The landscape was really beautiful and peaceful.
I have come to think that burn out has different stages and scenery. It’s like watching a prairie fire over time–eventually, it burns itself out. You’re left in a quiet, peaceful, albeit grey area of ashes and soot. This is the layer that brings back life, if you let it.
There was something about a grand neglected house that didn’t bode well for visitors. It wanted retribution for its fall…
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I’m having a hard time wrapping up my final edits on my horror novel, M.B. Finishing a book, I’m finding, is like letting go of a friend. Anne is the name of my protagonist and she’s modeled a bit after me (but not entirely). We’re both intelligent women, both love old houses and each of us have our quirks. And our stubbornness.
I’ve been visiting Anne at her house, dragging my feet around her hallways while she pecks away at her laptop busily. Anne works as a freelance programmer inbetween renovating her house in her semi-retirement. I tend to mope and throw myself across her couch, counters, floors and rugs. I hide behind her long curtains and look out onto her front yard and the tree I placed at the edge, just outside the front row of bushes. Anne ignores my antics politely and reminds me to wipe up my smudge marks I leave on her windows.
Anne’s blunt and direct, like me, but slightly more patient. One of our latest conversations went a bit like this…