As I was packing to go on my first vacation since the Christmas/New Year’s Holidays, I realized I need to run four times while I am out of my city. In unfamiliar territory. Out of my comfortzone. In cities where I won’t know North, East, South or West like the back of my hand, and frankly, it’s a little intimidating.
Fortunately, this will not be a super long distance weekend for me. With the Newport Marathon only a week and a half away, this Saturday I only need to run 8 miles, and tomorrow, I happen to be lucky enough to get to run with my Grampa – a nice, short four mile run (I’m learning to love the short). I am especially grateful that it is short because I am no longer in the cool, breezy northwest, having taken up residence slightly further South in Las Vegas for a couple of days. This run may be in 75 degree heat, and I am trying to mentally prepare myself to feel too warm.
On Saturday, I will have the good fortune to be spending time with my best friend in LA, who tells me she knows the perfect spot for me to do my 8 mile run (possibly – or quite likely – also a warm run). I am looking forward to exploring some unknown terrain over the next few days. A change of scenery will (hopefully) bring some great photo ops!
How do you prepare for travel when you are training for a race?
I sometimes wonder if I got off track, and if my life really was intended go a different direction. All throughout high school and my first couple years of college, I wanted to be a meteorologist.
Then something changed; the drive to complete my dream degree disappeared.
I switched majors to Apparel design,
I think perhaps, life is not about learning a specific skills. We are here to allow ourselves to be happy and pursue life lessons, or rather, let ourselves be led to the answers to your unspoken questions
Traveling with coworkers for work was an opportunity I did not think I would get this year, or even next year for that matter. I was resigned to the fact that it wasn’t my time, and perhaps it never would be. But here I am, with seven co-workers, on a two-day quick pace visit in a foreign country.
The landscape is lush and green, cars drive fast, people cross the road where ever they want to, and pop-up vendors on every major street.
The most remarkable thing? The people. Everyone has been incredibly kind and friendly. It almost seems that life is lived more lightheartedly and people work to live their lives to the best of their ability. To pursue what makes them happy.
And I think that must be what life is all about.
It makes me think more about what I am doing with my time here on Earth, am I living to work, or working to live? Do I actively pursue what brings me happiness on a daily basis? I certainly want to make myself happy.
Are you pursuing the activities that make you smile and bring you pleasure?
Food for thought. I’d love to hear about what you are doing to live your life fully for you.
Today was a very long day of travel. I slept a whole two hours last night, after crawling under the covers at some time near one am. I kept waking up before my alarm went off: at three am, 3:15, 3:20… I wasn’t even falling back into sleep, just closing my eyes and willing myself to give in to the exhaustion… And failing. I finally got up at 3:30, deciding to shower and take my time.
Arrival time at the PDX airport was ten till 5 o’clock am. (A huge thanks to the gentleman who drove me to my beginning destination, so I could sleep a little later than if I had taken Tri-met. The sacrifice of your sleep will not go unnoticed, and you shall be compensated for your kindness). I quickly acquired my boarding passes, got through security and hunted down the nearest coffee shop. When I returned to my gate, I was obviously a little early.
It was a quiet morning at PDX. So, I sat, caught up on my Instagram friends (find me @alainamaeve), and sipped contentedly in the grey stillness.
Just a few people joined me, but by 6:30am our gate was full for the flight, we boarded and we were off!
… to Denver.
It was beautiful looking out the window at the mountains we passed over. Their white, snowy tipped tops looked as if they were dusted with sugar, some massive, decadent treat just waiting to be eaten.
Then we headed to Houston. With the light still out, I was able to see spectacular farming land circles.
The clouds were spectacular to behold: fluffy, white, casting shadows, it was perfect.
By the time we were heading to Central America, the sun had set, and there were no pictures to be taken. I did see large boats out on the bay, beautiful symmetrical oblong ships, lighting up the water like it was Christmas.
And now, here I sit, ready for sleep, yet determined to get my NaBloPoMo writing done today, so here you are!
I did bring a book for all my traveling today: Illusions By Richard Bach. I know this book must have jumped out of a yet unpacked box of books and into my backpack for a reason. And now I only have ten pages left! (It is a quick read -but extremely insightful). Here is a quote that stuck with me today:
“You are never given a wish without also being given the power to make it true.”
I have been very interested in traveling for work; being given the opportunity to visit with factories and mills and work on process improvement. And here I am! Doing exactly that. No matter whether or not I did this for myself, I am sincerely grateful to have the opportunity to work with our partners in person.
Finally finding myself in a seated position tonight, after finishing laundry, washing dishes, and packing a bag, I am feeling the exhaustion of the day seep into my aching bones. The past two weeks have been long, packed with social engagements and the responsibility of moving my home, and now, only two days after setting up my bed in a new part of town, I am about to embark on my first-ever trip out of the country as a Product Engineer.
And I am so excited!
I will be attempting to post from another part of the world for the next few days, and they will be long, busy days, but I hope to remain a productive post-er even during my travels.
In a mere four hours my alarm will go off, and I’ll be jumping into the shower to wake myself up enough to find my way out the front door. And by the end of the day tomorrow, I will be in a much warmer land somewhere South of here. Yes, you are welcome to guess where I am going. 🙂
Have a wonderful week! Here’s hoping for smooth, safe travels.
As I near the start of my first big journey as an adult, I find myself allotting more time for me. I am allowing time in the morning to practice at least 15 minutes of yoga to help my back feel better. I am noticing my aches and where I need to stretch and regain motion after the accidents of last year, and I think that with this practice, I can slowly recuperate of my pre-car accident flexibility a little more each day.
I am taking vitamins to boost my immune system, which I have been neglecting.
I am making lists and checking off tasks as I achieve each one. I am more methodical about managing my time, and this directly affects how successful I feel at the end of the day.
I unconsciously started giving myself time to sit in bed, relax and read, or catch up on email (and relieve stress or the worry of needing to respond at a later date) at the end of each day. And what I am noticing is a lack of constant noise and chatter in my head, a sense of ease, and, above all, feeling happy.
Reflecting on these things brings a smile to my face, and causes me to laugh. At myself.
In preparation to leave my normal daily life of work and constancy, I have started prioritizing and living in a more meaningful way for myself.
My question is this: why do I need to take a big trip – a vacation – in order to finally make myself a priority in my own life? For me, this trip to Ireland is the greatest gift I have ever given myself, and perhaps leaving the country (and other various recent events which definitely contribute to this re-evaluation) is the jump-start I needed to put me first and live as I want to live – pursuing and supporting people and places and activities I hold important.
Wow. Finally! I can claim what I want for me.
And it only took 30 years to get here.
One starts to wonder what the next 30 years will bring to light…