Friday Jul 11 |
 | yoga 10:00 [1] | |
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| ROM shoulder exercises 15:00 [1] | |
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| biking 1:40:00 [3] | |
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| 'hot'! laps to nursing home and meetings |
Thursday Jul 10 |
| yoga 20:00 [1] | |
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| first time i've been able to do any kind of semblance of a 'salute to the sun' since the collarbone injury. everything very scrunched. |
Wednesday Jul 9 |
| yoga 15:00 [1] | |
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| running long 48:00 [3] | |
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| loops in wilmore park |
| biking 40:00 [3] | |
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| to farmers market and back on cross bike |
Tuesday Jul 8 |
| ROM shoulder exercises 20:00 [1] | |
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| biking 1:15:00 [3] | |
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| wiped out most of day, but feeling better towards evening, rode over to the park to watch the race... |
| core work 10:00 [1] | |
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Monday Jul 7 |
| biking 50:00 [2] | |
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| easy, errands
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Sunday Jul 6 |
| biking 10:00 [2] | |
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| To church on my bike. I am logging this not for the physical aspect but for something else. An important part of training is the the mental and spiritual aspects. How am I being healed beyond the collar bone - the process is ongoing.
If God wanted to help me, why would 'he' (foible of our language but thats what we got) need a church? If he is everywhere? I think it is because it is like training...I can't improve unless i engage my self, focus, and make an effort. Though an analogy between physical training and spirit quickly breaks down, because they are obviously not the same. Sometimes they seem opposed. I feel like I am a mote drifting on a huge air current that lifts me up but at the same time renders me helpless.
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| C • next o-meet 9 |