Saturday, December 7, 2013
1. The watch is your enemy. I’m serious. Do you know the feeling when you just started your first mile & you are already panting/dying and you just glance over to check the time/distance and you suddenly are like “OH MY GOD I CANT DO THIS 36 MINUTES TO GO AND I CANT BREATH I CANT CANT”? You shouldn’t stop there, honey. You should cover your watch with something and you should focus on the NOW and not the remaining miles. Instead of watching the time, music is a lovely substitute. Usually a song is ~3:30 min, 2 songs are like 7 minutes. So you will run from song to song and not from minute to minute. On top of that you will gain motivation from your awesome playlists
2. Focus on your goal. Focus on a reward, you run for something, right? Maybe you want to get into shape or be fitter or whatever. Imagine Ryan Gosling waiting you at the finish line or looking hot or feeling & being healthy.
3. Focus on your problems. Running is the perfect place to release your stress. Everyone has problems, what makes difference is your reaction, the way you deal with your problems. Running is a challenge, you fight yourself, your problems, your insecurities. Let them come to you, and during your run, you will free yourself from them. Run your problems out.
4. Have a ‘keep calm’ song. ‘Keep calm’ songs are (surprise!:)) keeping you calm. When you feel like hyperventilating & you are like “i can’t do this, i want to stop” over & over again, use a keep calm song. And breathe more. Long, nice breaths will stabilize your heart rate.
5. Feel your body. That’s my favorite method (to be honest, I’m running for this feeling:)). I was a swimmer during my high school career (like 2-7 hours training everyday, yay!). And swimming is quite boring (you even can’t have your music) and challenging. So I started to focus on my body. My lungs, how I am getting breath, my legs, how they work. My arms, the motions, I started to watch my body and pay attention to my body. And my body in return kept me in the present, so I was just swimming, nothing more. ♥
I swear, when I’m a dad, my wife is gonna get like 0 time with my kids. My God, I can’t wait to be a father.
Sometimes I sit on the bus and wonder where people are going. I am so earnest and curious. I wonder what they will do next. I think about how we all run in closed loops, encircling the five people we hold closer than family. The rest of the world has its own momentum and were living this one conscious lifetime but yet we’ve built invisible tunnels around ourselves where our thoughts spiral endlessly. There’s a man walking in front of me dressed in a black pinstripe suit and a navy tie. He has deep green eyes and a clean dark beard. I want to know why his eyes smile from behind thick rimmed glasses. I want to know why he moves like no one is watching. I pass by a park and I watch as a mother and her son cloudspot together. She is lying on the grass and her baby points up at the cloud elephants and the ocean in between. I fill in the whispers of conversation between them. My imagination revels in the lost world in between. I watch as a little girl dips her hands in sand and water, shaping together her mud pies. She ices them delicately, a hint of pink tongue peeking out from the corner of her mouth. Her parents whisper to each other between clenched teeth. I wonder who will hold her when she has a nightmare. I wonder when her feet were tickled last. I wonder when it was that she found sleep between the happy warm bodies of her parents. Reality is the space that we share with every living thing. Imagination is every color and every secret. Imagination takes life from the things we don’t say to each other. It is in the people we want to be. It is in that anticipating smile, in the zoo of the sky, in the taste of those mud pies. It is the pulse of the nightmare and the darkness of that little frail heart. It is what lives under your bed. It is what you find when you go far enough into space. It is the space between your fingers and it is the reason we dream.
so beautiful..... so so touching
“I just want to be loved the right way. I want to come home to all of the windows open, the curtains swaying in the wind and the scent of apple pie drifting down the hall. I want to be loved even when I’m quiet and deep in thought gardening. I want a love that admires simplicity.
Give me a love that is two cups of coffee gone cold because we decided to make love on the kitchen floor. Show me a love that fills the spaces between my ribs with passion.
A love that doesn’t fade in the night but whispers “forever” as we fall asleep.”
This scene has such a greater significance than what it may first appear. This is when Katniss had truly believed and accepted that she was going to die. That she had lost the war against the capitol, that it was all coming to an end, just as it was destined to in the beginning. She didn’t even fight anymore, it all just seemed so hopeless. The point when they had finally taken the spark out of the girl on fire.