Operation EnergizePosted: July 20, 2010
Can I just say I’m in a FABULOUS mood? My body actually woke up a half hour before my alarm, and a power yoga podcast seemed like a brilliant way to pass the extra time. I’m almost considering waking up early for one or two early AM yoga sessions every week, but I think I love my sleep as much as I love my yoga. One thing’s for sure, though, I love feeling like I can take on anything!
My mission this morning was to fuel up better than I did yesterday. For the record, this is a much less challenging task when you’re working with a full pantry!
Nothing beats a Smoothie in a Bowl for energy!
In the smoothie: Big ol’ banana, Original Unsweetened Almond Milk, the last 4 leaves of my massive head of Green Leaf Lettuce, 1 tablespoon Bob’s Red Mill Wheat Bran, flax seeds, ice
Toppings: Kashi Honey Almond Cereal, fresh blueberries.
I’m thinking this should do the trick!
I’m not above a little insurance, though 😉 This stuff is gold!
Get your head your whole self in the game.
I like to think I’m fearless. I also like to think I’m a supermodel, but that’s beside the point.
I had climbed to the top of a three story rope pyramind yesterday and one of the other teachers (with both feet planted firmly on the ground, mind you) screamed up to me, asking me if I wasn’t afraid to fall and hurt myself.
Not a chance.
I look at my arms, scratched up from falls, bruised from God-knows-what, and slightly pink from a weekend by the pool. My legs bear similar scars, but to me, they’re signs of life. They’re reminders that I wasn’t afraid to get in, get dirty, and get a little dinged up in the process. They’re trophies for playing hard and living at a million miles an hour.
Sure, if I hadn’t wiped out running in the rainstorm the other day, I wouldn’t have the three inch road burn on my left elbow. If I hadn’t fallen out of a tree a few months back, I wouldn’t have the indent on my right shin.
The scars, though, remind me that not only is my body strong enough to survive pain, but that I didn’t let the fear of pain keep me from playing.
“It’s a shallow life that doesn’t give a person a few scars.” ~ Garrison Keillor
In my eyes, if you don’t get a little dented here and there, you played it too safe. I don’t want to get to the end of my life in floor-model condition. If the play clock runs out and you’re sitting cross-legged in the bleachers instead of sprawled out flat on the field, you didn’t give the game your all.
Nobody remembers the waterboy or the backup roster. It’s the quarterback, standing strong in the face of the blitz and taking the sack like a champ that makes the SportsCenter highlight reel.
Far be it for you to shut yourself down to opportunities and to people because you’re afraid you’re going to get hurt. You deserve to truly feel and experience all that life has to offer. You’re going to get the bad along with the good, but the fear of the bad should never override the desire for the good.
In reality, the ship seldom sinks and the plane rarely crashes. For every bungee that breaks, there are billions that do exactly what they’re supposed to do when they’re supposed to do it. You have to trust yourself. You have to believe that if you climb, you’re going to hold on tight enough not to fall. You have to believe that you can hang in there, because you can.
I want to leave you this morning with my absolute favorite quote. It’s one that I’ve written on my bathroom mirror, on a post-it in my car, and that I repeat to myself whenever I’m fighting to stay inside my comfort zone.
“The sense of danger must not disappear…Look if you like, but you will have to leap”. (~ Leap Before You Look, W.H. Auden)
How often do you find yourself playing it safe? What could you gain from being fearless, if only for a brief moment?