Ashok means “without sadness” in Sanskrit, the language of yoga. I wanted a dog for companionship. Now, I’m a cat person. I have always been and always will be. I just love snuggling up with a cat purring in my ear. But, I couldn’t take my cats camping. They definitely wouldn’t go kayaking. And, I find it really hilarious to imagine me running, dragging my siamese cat Bella behind me- her hissing and howling the whole way. So, I decided to get a dog.
I love PetFinder.com. It’s sort of like Match.com for people looking for pets except you don’t have to worry about being rejected. So, I looked for exactly what I wanted, a running buddy..no puppies for me. I’m also petite, so I wanted a medium sized dog that I could handle.
When I met Ashok, she was being fostered by an individual. So, I went to the woman’s home. Ashok came out, walked over and laid her nose across my knee. She looked up at me with those big brown eyes, and I was gone. I just hoped she liked to run!
My acupuncturist chose the name Ashok for me because I wanted her to be a part of the whole experience. She (Marlene) had helped me so much and was as excited about my getting my life back on track as I was. It was fun getting a new dog. For awhile, every single day was an adventure just figuring out who she was.
In the kayak, she sits in front of me and will sit for hours while I paddle. She absolutely loves camping and will wear herself out from daylight to dark. It’s the one time she goes to bed before me. She ‘ll stand by the door of the tent until I let her in to sleep. She wants no part of chilling by a campfire. Now, when I start packing up, she runs to the center of the tent and won’t move until I drag her out. She knows we’re leaving! She’s run long runs with me, especially in the winter when it’s cool. The longest was a 20 miler. She absolutely freaks when I put on my running shoes. It’s so sad when I go to a race, and she can’t go. She sits by the door and looks totally confused when I make her stay.
Enjoy the pics of my girl….I’m taking her camping this weekend as long as the weather holds.
Fitness is a priority for me. Now…don’t stop reading…haha. Let me tell you my spin on it. Yes, there are all the advantages of weight loss and maintenance and good health, etc. – but, we all know that. I move because it opened up my world.
When I was in college, I started running. In fact, I had the first pair of “running” shoes ever sold by Nike to the public. I LOVED it! I ran all the time which wasn’t exactly healthy, but I was 19. I was abusing my body in all kinds of ways. I ran, drank copious amounts of alcohol, smoked, went to school full time and had 2 part time jobs. Eventually, I burned myself out on all those fronts, but the running would come back to me because of what it gave me.
I started seeing an acupuncturist when I was in the depression stage of the grieving process after my 2007 divorce, and I started to get my energy back. I’ve learned this about acupuncture. When I have treatments, my body starts to tell me what it needs. And I started to get this urge to run. But, running can be lonely, and I so needed to be with people, women especially. I found Mark Higginbotham and his Memphis in Motion group.
Mark trains new runners to complete marathons and half marathons with a walk/run program. Those Saturday morning long runs became my life preserver! The rare times I woke up and didn’t want to go, I would think about how I was going to miss Madelene, Stephanie, Ellen, Billie and all the other gals I ran with. Now, mind you, we ran together for hours on those long runs. There is a lot that women can talk about during that time. And we laughed our asses off–literally.
But, what began to happen is I got me back. My soul started to wake up and connect. I started wanting to eat right so I would feel better for those runs. I developed a routine for my life which gave me some structure and a focus. I couldn’t even begin to think of rebuilding my life as a single -heaven forbid- woman, but I was doing it in the context of rebuilding it with the goal of running a marathon. During that time, my depression subsided, largely from the exercise and eating better and just moving through the grieving process. And I had fun!! The running was social, and I discovered that people did like me–imagine that!!
I ran my first marathon in October 2009 in Chicago. I ran it with one of my new friends, Ashley Echols. Two friends of mine, Staci Trekles and Irene Martin went with me and volunteered at the 13 mile aid station. It was so fabulous to get hugs from them halfway!
I don’t really have a desire to do full marathons anymore, but I do know that running opens up a world for me naturally that I don’t always know how to create without it. And, maybe running isn’t for you..but SOMETHING is. What is it that your body or your soul keeps saying…DO….?? There’s a reason, and you have a wisdom within that makes no sense from the outside. Trust it and move on it. What can it hurt?
Discussion: What is it that you think speaks to you as something to help you move forward? What’s stopping you? What’s motivating you?
Twelve years ago I was in a very dark place in my life. I was at a point where I just didn’t see any future or any hope of a better future. I was isolated, had just ended an engagement to a man who turned out to be crazy, I lived in a Midwestern town in the middle of winter, and I was scared to death. A psychic (which I didn’t believe in at the time), told me words that have become a mantra for my life. She said, “You are a powerful woman. You created this. You can create something different.”
I began a journey in that moment that has come in fits and starts, but its inevitable outcome was creating a life that I love. Its elements may not be the ones you want for yourself, but the journey toward the vision and the somewhat rocky trip to the land of hope can be a motivation for you to create the life you love. You do have the power within you. And, I’m not talking about “The Secret.” I minimally believe in that concept. What I am talking about is a journey of surrender to what is, of loving yourself the way you are, of taking the best parts of yourself and building something that resonates with your soul even if you are 40, 50, 60 or even older. It’s mainly about learning to listen to yourself and taking some risks with your life.
For me, the past 10 years or so has been about learning to pray, learning to surrender to God’s plan for me, learning to ask for help and connecting to that little curly haired girl who was ignored and silenced by my own and others vision of what a “successful” life looked like. I want to share the work I’ve done. I also want to share with you the day to day struggles that I still battle in order to stay grounded in this life that changes every moment. I want to share resources that were helpful to me as I’ve gone through divorce, addiction recovery, financial upheaval and various other life struggles. I hope that you will find it helpful. If not, I hope you will find it funny and hopeful. If nothing else, I have learned to laugh as I move through this.
I went through a divorce in 2007 which was very painful. I’ll talk about it in future posts because it’s a huge part of my story and who I am today. But, suffice it to say that it was one of the most terrifying events of my life. I loved that man even though he was not good for me…and, YES, you can love someone that is not good for you. It tore my heart in half to let go of that dream. But, one of the most terrifying things I faced was the prospect of being single at 48. I HATED the idea. It was the one thing I could not accept and I couldn’t face, because, you see, in my mind…being single was being unlovable….yes, unlovable. It was the kiss of death.
An acquaintance recommended a book to me that I read and read and re-read and re-read again. It was by Judy Ford, and it was called Single: The Art of Being Satisfied, Fulfilled and Independent. If you are facing the unthinkable…being Single again….read this book. You are not ready to read this if you are still grieving your divorce. That’s a different issue. This is about moving forward, about imagining some hope of happiness when you are in that “in between” place at the end of a relationship or if you’ve just always felt second class because you were not able to maintain a relationship.
For now, know that a life beyond your wildest dreams is possible. I’m 51, and I know it to be true. More to come….