Oct 5 2011

Letting Go of the Brake

It’s a dirt roller coaster and I’m 12 all over again.

The climb: The heart-thumping anticipation of the click, click, click, click as I crank up…
➠ the pedals on my feet
➠ head up, eyes glued
➠ steady and focus on my line
➠ hit the tippy top, and down I gooooo

…one finger on each brake can be my best friend, or my worst enemy.

But when the view is vast, the trail is straight and the line is clear, I let it rip! That feeling of letting go of the brakes and the bike really floats over anything. The tension in my hands ease and euphoria begins to seep into my veins. Open up the brakes and the wheels fly over rocky terrain with reckless abandon. Speed is my friend, and momentum gives me courage.

A good descent on a trail is like a song that’s easy to dance to. Let go and feel…

➠ the rhythm of the rocks,
➠ the flow of corners,
➠ the beat of the roots,
➠ the wind whistling in your ear,
➠ the leaves cheering you on and giving you hi-fives as you whiz by.

Let you and the bike be one as you ride hi on a berm, leave the earth as you leap off of a jump and let the dust fly in your path.

That’s life: To let your brakes go and get into a positive rhythm. Don’t let the doom and gloom be a rock in the trail that takes you down. Brakes do have a purpose just like caution does… but to live life in gridlock (because the world tells you so) has no purpose.

Have the guts to let go of the brake, and you will soar to the dreamy place of living your inner truth.

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Sep 5 2011

Box my Bliss in a Ride

Solo mind and body
Cows munching

Wind resisting me
Fast, tan legs

Conscious breath
Rollers to play on

Sunshine all over
Silky road

Little cars
Sunflower smiles

Dodging grasshoppers
Deep, brown cattails

Horse tails sweeping in the wind
Birds flying overhead

Leaves blowing
River flowing

A tailwind to sail me home

Electric sky
Raindrop in my eye

~ Julie Feilen

… clearly one of my Top 10 spins

Photo courtesy of Chris Jules

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Jul 20 2010

Cyclo-therapy

Ride = feel productively tired, buzzed and happy. Don’t ride = feel crabby, antsy and caged. Simple stuff.

“Cycling, it’s one of those sports you can do eight hours a day. You’re going to be tired at the end, but if you did an eight-hour run you wouldn’t run again for a week. I think people are better, smarter, more present and more patient when they’ve done some type of exercise — that goes for an eight-year-old and a 68-year-old — and I need more, perhaps more than most people, to get the results I want. Bike racing is the thing that provides me with the most balance.” –Lance Armstrong

People pay big money on meds and therapists for the pleasant “high” you get from a bike ride. Whether you are the cruiser type or serious cyclist, the velo buzz runs deep… deep into the core of the mind and body to produce endorphins, burn calories and bond with the outdoors.

My recent high country, endurance ride told me so. Dang, that ride was tough… but fun! Climb, then climb, then climb until the legs and lungs scream “are we there yet?” But to bask in the views, have the silky plants and flowers brush your legs as you pedal past, and to breathe in the green aromas puts you in a state of pure euphoria… mmmmmm. Dodging the killer rocks, planting myself in a bush and digging a pedal in my shin, it was all good. So good. I stopped and looked over at my friend who is well-seasoned with the “high” country and said “This makes you tough.” She said “Yep, that’s why I like it.”

Nope, I’m not crazy. There are many others, so that makes me sane. The velo buzz is alive and well. Check out this info from studies they’ve done (taken from from bicycling.com, an article called “Really Done” by Bill Strickland):

“Afterward, I researched the idea he (Lance) was talking about and confirmed that this is not just some idiosyncratic theory of the good life Armstrong has cooked up as justification. There are some scientific indications that because cycling combines sustained aerobic exercise with complex brain functions such as balance, timing and spatial awareness, it might be ideally suited to soothe the brain. In a 2008 study of 115 students at the Humboldt University of Berlin’s Institute of Sport Science, students who engaged in 10 minutes of exercise that required complex, highly coordinated movements performed better on a test measuring attention and concentration than students who did simpler aerobic exercise. (And both groups tested better than when they hadn’t exercised.) Another study at Vanderbilt University found that after performing short, complex exercises that emphasized balance and quick reaction and decision making — all descriptors of what it takes to navigate a race peloton — adults were 40 percent more successful at solving a puzzle than when trying to do so after being idle. In a 2005 survey of clinical trials and research held at a conference in Washington, D.C., among the presentations from scientists from Georgetown University, Johns Hopkins, the University of Wisconsin and Duke University Medical School were findings that the changes in the brain activity of meditating monks are directly comparable to the changes that occur during the act of pedaling a bicycle.

Get out and ride. Feel the wind in your face, bugs in your teeth from grinning ear-to-ear, and enjoy the scenery. If it’s raining, smell the sweet air, get dirty flinging mud everywhere (if you don’t, go faster) and splash in the puddles. Be a kid… we still really are, but just in a bigger body.

Prove it. Live it. Enjoy it.

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Apr 16 2010

Spring Fling


Blow me away from the desert

To distant lands
far, far away

     land of the free
     where I can be
     what I’m made of
     so I can see…

fern leaves unfurling, dew dripping

     rays of sun poking through holes of mighty, elephant ear plants

spiders posed on their silky webs

     drenched by the sticky air

soil rich with bugs, thriving and expanding in their home

     pliable nature beaming with pride

drinking in the moisture… every breath, every pore

     hugged by lush, dense foliage

the sweet scent of herbal energy alive with vigor

     surrounded by panoramic waters rippling with the wind

immersed in the blooming moment

     beckoning me to fly with it all…


Photo courtesy of Tammy Warren

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