Thursday, September 26, 2013

Work hard, play harder

"Catch me if you can!" Tonisha yells, taunting the lanky boy closest to her while tagging him on the shoulder.  They both take off, hooting and hollering, because for the next 15 minutes they know they can abandon all work. 

I love watching my class at recess. The children romp together squealing and laughing.  They run until their faces are red and their braids are sweaty.  They pump their legs on the swing while dreaming of flying.  They climb to the highest peak of the jungle gym, and swing upside down on the monkey bars.  "Look at me Mrs. Kimble!" they shout, and I shower them with accolades.

Recess means freedom, and that's how my training feels to me- sweet recess! 
While I swim I can be a dolphin or a mermaid.  I can cross the English Channel or escape from Alcatraz.  When I run trails, I dance with fairies, and on the road I rival cheetahs.  
On the bike I'm speed racer, my legs burning with fire as I drive uphill.

"Catch me if you can skinny girl" the portly boy called during the bike portion of the Redman Tri. 
I pumped my legs harder on the uphill, passing him easily... only to be frustratingly caught again on the down hills.  "I told you I'd pass you" he jeered in a sing song voice.  "Don't worry" I called.  "I'll catch you on the run."  Cause that's how I roll. 

Yes, I work hard, but I play harder.  Run, bike and swim like a beast.  
And by the way, If you're beside me in spin class.......yes, we're racing, because for 1 hour, I am free. 

Sunday, September 15, 2013

5 ways to climb your way out of a funk in 24 hours

I have been in a funk for about a month now.   You know what?  I'm not going to lie- It's more than a funk.   I've been miserable.  Work is stressful and overbearing.  I'm barely keeping my head above water.  I've pulled away from those I love the most leaving me bitter and lonely.  I'm not doing yoga or meditation and I've abandoned my spiritual connection with God and the universe.  I've been self absorbed.  Shame on me.  

Luckily, after spending 8 hours in a continuing education class for math teachers  on Saturday, I was gifted with the chance to meet Jorge in Waco, leaving all things stressful in the rear view mirror.
 "For one night," I  told him, " I don't want to think about work. Lets just have fun."
 I realize the definition of "fun" is different for different people.  But here's what I found to help me rise above my state of depression.    Maybe you can try it to.  :)

1.  Surround yourself with people who love you.  The ones who have given you the best days you've ever had.  Amazing people that think you're the shit for the quirky, beautiful mess that you are.  Be with people who believe you are strong enough.  The ones who show you that you matter. The ones who make you giggle until your stomach hurts, and leave you going to bed with a worry free smile on your face. 

2.  Eat real food.  Amazing food.  Food so beautiful  it brings a tear to your eye.  Real cream and butter- Mmmmm!  Opulent wine- ooooh baby!  Fat and sugar- yes!  yes!!!  Take your taste buds to the peak of pleasure until they are full.  And satisfied. 

3.  SLEEP.  Hard.  Dream.  Drool.   Enough said.

4.  Get outside!  Let the sun kiss your face and breathe in the fresh air.  Run until you are hands- on -your- legs gasping at the top of the hill.  Swim through the seaweed.  Jump in the mud.  Whatever makes you feel ALIVE and part of a bigger universe. 

5.  Be Grateful.
To live to love,
To work to play. 
To teach, to learn,
to dance, sing and paint. 
To look into someone's beautiful brown eyes and plant a kiss on their lips. 
Its a miracle.  A blessing. 
Thanks be to God for this crazy, funky life.