Tonight's walk was a Hallowe'en experience! Here's a few sights from our walk. I'm feeling a little sore from all the walking I've done, and from the new kinds of movement. You know, the good kind of sore, where I'm aware of parts of my body in new ways. Pretty good all around for a Monday. Happy Hallowe'en everyone!
The last two days (over the weekend) I attended a Move Your DNA workshop. It was a weekend of alignment, in my body and in my life. Ten of us gathered with Petra Fisher to learn about bringing our bodies into alignment, and how to move in healthy, sustainable ways. We hung around at the park, walked in bare feet outdoors, practiced walking (we looked a little like zombies walking down the street) and bolstered our poses to the max. The things I've learned this weekend will be informing movement in my life going forward. Still mulling over everything, trying to integrate it. You'll be hearing more about it as I go.
So, as I walked in the uncomfortable cold, trying to find the happiness within, I thought of things that I say to my students while I'm teaching them. There are several poses that we do in Yin classes (sometimes — don't be afraid to come to class, I don't do these very often, and there are always modifications) that are uncomfortable. I remind people to stay with the discomfort, to be aware of what the mind is doing, of how it tries to talk us out of the discomfort (It's ok, you can just leave for a moment. Or, forget it, this is awful, I'm outta here!). It's in the discomfort that changes occur. It's when we push ourselves out of our comfort zones that the magic starts to happen.
I don't know if magic happened on my walk. I walked. I came home. I certainly felt good for having exerted myself, and for having accomplished what I set out to do. I was cold, though, and that took some time to lessen. The word of Rumi, the 13th century Persian poet, came to mind. "If you are irritated by every rub, how will you be polished?"
In an effort to be one with nature, we went apple picking in a thunderstorm. Of course, that's the short of it.
The long of it is that all of those apples from two weeks ago have been eaten. Well, there are a few that were frozen (sliced and peeled, for pies and baking), but the rest are gone. That's what happens when you live with three teens. Needing apples, and facing a busy day, we got up this morning and drove straight to the farm. It started raining just as we left. By the time we arrived, the rain had picked up, and as we were picking, the thunder began. On the upside, we got parking right next to the entrance. Also, there was no competition for apples. We had all the trees that we wanted to ourselves, and were able to fill two bags in no time.
This, of course, wasn't my walk for the day, but it was some time to be one with nature. We are so removed from nature, living in our environmentally controlled (heated, cooled, lit, humidified, de-humidified) homes, offices, stores, schools, libraries, coffee shops. I've gotten wet on this 365X5 so far, but it was good to do it again.
And tonight, when it was dry, we walked our 5k, under a full moon. It was cloudy, the moon only peeking out occasionally. A beautiful night walk. Lovely to connect with nature and that part of myself.
AJ, my boyfriend, was sick today. And last night, was up and down all night with a sore throat. We were going to go climbing today, but he couldn't do it. So we had a quiet day. After dinner, he felt well enough to join my on my walk. He was starting to feel much better.
I think that the walking has been good for our immune systems. He got over his cold quickly, and I managed to avoid it altogether. Walking seems to be doing our bodies good, inside and out!
I've been listening to audio books while I walk. I've mentioned some of them as I've been blogging. It's interesting to hear a book, to hear ideas while walking. It's kind of like walking with a friend, and listening to her talk about something she's working on. I know that there's no back and forth, except there is, in my head. I find myself skipping back (can you just say that again?) as I have a question or related thought that I want to process. Sometimes I pause so I can extrapolate. There are times when I become frustrated with what's being said, and I switch to something else, ending the conversation until I'm ready to dive back into it. And because I'm walking, the images I have when I think of the ideas are of light, of changing leaves, of people walking past me, of what I was seeing when I first came across those words. I'm making new friends with these books, new memories during my walks.
Meet some of my new friends. By Katy Bowman, Liz Gilbert, Brené Brown.
Check 'em out! Links to Amazon.ca
Or go to Audible to find the audiobooks.
Thanksgiving this year was celebrated on the Sunday with pie (a lot of pie, several pies, mmmm pie! —see yesterday's post), and on the Monday with a hike at Rouge Park. The last couple of times we were there my partner, AJ, noticed some trash along the way, so he hooked a bag to his jeans, brought glove along, and gathered trash along our walk. It was surprising how much junk people leave in the parks. Disgusting, really. We hiked through the busy park (so wonderful to see so many people out, enjoying walking in the park) all afternoon. We climbed trees, and walked across fallen logs over water. And we took lots of photos. Happy happy times.
Everything in moderation, including moderation.
I believe this. Moderation makes for a better life. But every once in a while, we indulge. Thanksgiving tends to be one of those times. We make a huge meal, and we all sit around laughing and eating, telling each other what we are grateful for. The food is delicious, and plentiful, and we tend to eat more than we need. Moderation in moderation.
After our meal, we went for a walk. It was good to move. We talked about the over-eating that comes with celebrating. It's a strange thing. The argument is that everyone does it, that it's what we all do. The question is do we need to keep doing it? Do we need to consume large amounts of sugar on a birthday to make it a special day? Do we need to eat 3 pies (yes, there were 3 pies at dinner: pumpkin, apple, and a savoury pie as a main course) to be thankful? I don't know the answer to the question, but I sure did enjoy that pie.
Movement! All day today. I taught two yoga classes this morning, then I went to the climbing gym with my family, and after dinner, for a walk. I'm enjoying all of this movement, and the variety of movement. Yoga has been my main form for movement and exercise for many years. And although I've added more walking this past 44 days, I've always walked quite a bit. But climbing is not something I do much of. Pulling is not an action that we have access to on our mats, but there are muscles that benefit from pulling. I'm feeling the difference in my back from the pulling. It's a wonderful thing to move.
I'm a Yoga Teacher in Toronto who's investigating healthy movement for the body. As a part of this exploration, I've decided to do more intentional movement, including walking 5km (3.1miles or about an hour) each day. I'm going to blog as I go, with photos and videos, maybe some insights into functional movement, and some inspiration for your own walking challenge. Leave comments here and let me know how your walking is going!
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