Midway Through And Numbers

These overall numbers really weren't on my radar but the 200th ride of the year caught my eye. The 2,900/4700KM is far from my November 2019 goal set for 2020. My disappointment stems from all three 2020 mountain bike races canceled, the month of August up in smoke, and my overall lack of motivation. Hell, this just might be the first year I relinquish my 10,000km club status. Whoooooooooooooooooops 

So a mere 30+ miles away from the 3 grand milestone, went for a little ride. What I observed was the water levels of the not so Mighty Colorado Chocolate River. Colorado was recently showered with about three days of light ground soaking rain, just enough for the weeds to grow I guess, not sufficient enough to raise the levels by any means necessary. Also noticed happy little Cottonwood Trees beginning their annual Fall Color transformation. Another observation, Tandem Bikes!! I dig couples on a tandem bike. Now, After 11 Rides This Month, 358mi/576km, 14 PR's, & 6 Smokey/Rainy Non Riding Days. I Believe The Mountains Are Calling 

SWIMMING:

My warm up routine consist of a few laps, enough time for me to Phuc around with my goggles and trunks. My bilateral breathing breaks down into an every rightsize breath and my pulling tends to be more of a torso roll and glide. But much to my surprise, continuously swimming 35 minutes without creating passing time to hang on the wall. So Thats Cool 

What I am discovering about myself is how my mind shuts down while swimming laps. So much so that I gave up on counting laps. When I ride, my mind wonders or dwells on past events or old engrams creeps in or stupid Sh*T that I should let go arises. Does the effect of swimming center me or am I present?? Is there a rhyme or reason?? The byproduct of swimming, happiness. Classic 

ORTHO:

Rocked a session earlier this week and that propelled me into another dimension. An old client of mine rang me with a back issue and offered their backyard as a safe work space. Without much thought, I was there. First of all, their backyard is flipping gorgeous. Bird chirping sounds from all sides, a meandering watering feature trickled towards a mossy grown lily pond, and mature trees originated the ideal canopy of shade. My Table Was Ready

Sort figured that I would be distracted by the external stimuli but the exact opposite occurred. I became so solid in my feet and sit bones that my soft focus allowed me to "see" their blocked patterns. Easily released the "stuck" tissue fibers and we both felt the adjudications of new positions in their skeletal system. The great outdoors, the scent of their perfume companied by the notable wet grassy smell, and how I am really missing my practitioner lifestyle played its role. Not enjoying throwing myself into a manual labor work hog during this past Summer were clearly all contributing factors of why this session was perfect. Damn I Miss Bodywork 

FIRST YOUTUBE UPLOAD:

2014/09/14

This video above surprised me when I saw in it rotation. Somehow YT's algorithm dealt this hand my way. My whole blog thing started as a training journal for the Lead King 25K Trail Running Loop. This video contains a number of stills, a slowed down GoPro3 Silver time lapse, and a boss soundtrack. Make A Healthy Batch Of Hippy Popcorn, Click Full Screen, And Turn It Up.

Cheers