elisariva

Seizing life's joys and challenges physically, mentally, and emotionally.

What Is, Is

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Today was a great example of what is, is. I am entitled to my moments, but it will not keep me down. Living in our sorrows is worse than eating a fried fatty diet and not exercising. It kills our soul. I have a healthy strong body and I want the same for my soul. So I will celebrate all that I need, I have. As well as many of the wants. –Ā Me

I wrote that in a post back in February. I was having a bad day and missing my mother. Today was a similar day. And yes, I cried a bit too. Sometimes I just have one of those stressful days that a good conversation with my mother always made it better. As I cried I thought of how I have written many times that even the darkest days have a little joy. I then turned to the mirror on the wall in my basement workout room and saw my mascara was running. “This is supposed to be waterproof!!” I literally yelled out loud. And that made me laugh. So my little chuckle of joy came from a poorly designed tube of mascara. My apologies to my male readers for going a little girly on you today.

This morning I did have a good swim, and I don’t wear mascara to the pool so I didn’t have raccoon eyes. My legs were feeling the effect of my 12 mile run on Saturday and 60 mile ride yesterday. Swimming was a welcomed relief. I met my training partner and we swam 2,500 meters. The main set was made up of six sets of 150 meters, 100 meters, and 50 meters. I am working on the two beat kick that Total Immersion teaches. It is a work in progress but I noticed progress. On all sets I was swimming consistent on a 2:02 per 100 meter pace. So the day started off well, one more joy to focus on.

By the end of the day I noticed my legs still felt fatigued. I realized the last time I felt like this was the day after a big race. In that case I would rest, but I had a ride scheduled this evening. My compromise – ride an hour on my trainer. The weather was turning cloudy and my little issues that upset me cropped up, so riding on my trainer inside and reading a book was the safest thing to do. Along with saving my legs from the burn of the hills in my neighborhood.

After my indoor ride is when I had my “human” stress relief moment, so I would have to say it was mascara that gave me a chuckle to remind myself that what is, truly is. Somedays the joy abounds and we sing with the birds. Other days, like today for me, I acknowledge my challenges, mourn what I need to mourn, and realize that I am stronger for seeing the weaknesses – not ignoring them. Adrienne, now I am going to have to print out my quote and post it in my house. Your comment to my post in February inspired me today. One more joy today – friends I have met through blogging.

Author: elisariva

I want to encourage everyone to follow your passions, not just what is easy. It is in overcoming hurdles and barriers that we truly test our limits and abilities. There is much more we are capable of if we only believe in ourselves.

6 thoughts on “What Is, Is

  1. Sorry to read that you were/are feeling down. It’s a good thing to be able to recognize when you feel out of sorts. If you have a waterproof mascara that actually works (and is under $20) let me know!

    • Thank you for commenting! For sure it is NOT Cover Girl Lashblast Fusion… L’Oreal is a bit better. More to come AND I stopped buying department store makeup years ago. Drug store brands are owned by the same companies. šŸ™‚

  2. Aw I’m so glad I was able to help pull you through the day! Glad to have you has my blogger friend too!!

  3. So glad you were able to pull through! We all have those moments — and it’s good to find something, even as small as the mascara, to make us laugh. šŸ™‚

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