All posts tagged: mountains

Three Principles to Rethinking the Workout to Get It Done

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I have four full-time jobs.  I am mom to two beautiful boys, I am in a committed relationship, and I have a career in nutrition. Each one of these things requires my full attention. How on earth do I have time to train for trail races in the mountains? This isn’t a question of why I feel compelled to add one more “thing to do” into the mix of overwhelm that sometimes spins around me. It is about prioritizing  self-care, soul care, to diffuse the overwhelm so I can properly prioritize my attentions. Adventures in the mountains, kicking up dirt on the trails, breathing in that low-oxygen air, and moving in whatever silly ways my legs will take me feeds me so that I am able to show up to “work” each day. I must train and prepare to adventure out in the wilds. How do I possibly squeeze it in? I re-think my workouts, which also brings a little urban adventure into my day! Three key principles to rethinking a workout: Get creative. For example, I …

Eight Anniversary of Coming Home

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December tenth doesn’t mean much to my enthusiastic 8 year old. He doesn’t get presents and it isn’t his birthday. To me however, this day never goes by without a moment to note its very special significance. Today will always be the day we brought our first born home from his 96 day stay at California Pacific Medical Center. It was a long sleepless night for all of us. I was terrified. I had convinced myself that babies were best cared for under the twenty-four hour attention of highly trained medical professionals and, maybe he was better off there until he is was one year old. Something so natural as bringing your baby home from the hospital seemed inconceivable for me at that time. He seemed so safe in the hospital. Bringing him home felt equivalent to running a mountain ridge with scissors in your hand. First Ride in the car. Destination? Home! Of course it was time and ready or not he was coming home leaving behind the sanitized medical facility for the warm …

Church in the mountains

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As I got older I used Sunday as a ski day rather than a church with a steeple day. My mom would say to me “what about church” and I exclaimed to her that I was closer to God on that mountain. At the time I meant higher in the sky. But later I reflected on that statement and thought well, damn, I am a lot closer to God on the mountain. That transcended into being closer to God on the mat, on a run, just plain out in nature. That was my time to get in touch with my spiritual side and connect to something much greater than me. There is so much in this world that can not be explained and by faith we just choose to except it. Somethings can be chalked up to nothing more than magic divinity. The story of Jesus is one, the seven wonders of the world another, and our bodies even another. As much as I search not everything has an explanation and it feels good to …