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Breathing.
Everything in life can be made easier just by breathing correctly. I have always heard that little tid-bit but now I have proven to myself that it is true. This afternoon after I had finished my Tae-Bo (don't laugh at me) workout tape, I picked up the remotes to the TV to start channel surfing in hopes of finding something entertaining. I looked at the remote in my clammy hand and all of a sudden my thumb was doing something unknown. It pressed of power button!
Silence.
I was now in silence, staring at a black TV screen. I turned around to look at the tred-mill and it suddenly felt completely different, more encouraging and eager to have me pound my feet into its back.
I turned the tred-mill on and set the speed to 5.5, .5 mph faster than i normally do.
I started running, running, running. Then I did something I have never really done before. I started listening to my breathing patterns and tried to improve them. My breaths started to become in rhythm with the sound the tred-mill makes and the thumps of my feet on the rubber track. I was rocking this fucking tred-mill. I began staring at the white wall in front of me and soon enough, I was caught in a complete rhythm and pattern. It was amazing. For the first time IN MY LIFE I was enjoying myself running because I felt like I was really achieving something and that it wasn't that difficult. As pathetic as this is, I started breathing like Patty (voice teacher) had taught me and things became so easy. 10 minutes flew by, 2 miles flew by next, 30 minutes next, finally I was at 45 minutes. It was all so simple and effortless.
Who knew that just because I paid attention to my breathing that I would become a fan of running?
In this silence (minus the whole breathing noise) I really got a chance to reflect on my day and my thoughts. I'm so used to putting a TV on when I run and only channeling in on what's going on, on the screen but this was completely different. I left the tred-mill feeling proud of myself for a great work out and almost as though I had just left a therapy session. ha
So here is to breathing correctly, exercising in silence and feeling better about yourself.
ps. I guess I should try yoga or something, eh?
Everything in life can be made easier just by breathing correctly. I have always heard that little tid-bit but now I have proven to myself that it is true. This afternoon after I had finished my Tae-Bo (don't laugh at me) workout tape, I picked up the remotes to the TV to start channel surfing in hopes of finding something entertaining. I looked at the remote in my clammy hand and all of a sudden my thumb was doing something unknown. It pressed of power button!
Silence.
I was now in silence, staring at a black TV screen. I turned around to look at the tred-mill and it suddenly felt completely different, more encouraging and eager to have me pound my feet into its back.
I turned the tred-mill on and set the speed to 5.5, .5 mph faster than i normally do.
I started running, running, running. Then I did something I have never really done before. I started listening to my breathing patterns and tried to improve them. My breaths started to become in rhythm with the sound the tred-mill makes and the thumps of my feet on the rubber track. I was rocking this fucking tred-mill. I began staring at the white wall in front of me and soon enough, I was caught in a complete rhythm and pattern. It was amazing. For the first time IN MY LIFE I was enjoying myself running because I felt like I was really achieving something and that it wasn't that difficult. As pathetic as this is, I started breathing like Patty (voice teacher) had taught me and things became so easy. 10 minutes flew by, 2 miles flew by next, 30 minutes next, finally I was at 45 minutes. It was all so simple and effortless.
Who knew that just because I paid attention to my breathing that I would become a fan of running?
In this silence (minus the whole breathing noise) I really got a chance to reflect on my day and my thoughts. I'm so used to putting a TV on when I run and only channeling in on what's going on, on the screen but this was completely different. I left the tred-mill feeling proud of myself for a great work out and almost as though I had just left a therapy session. ha
So here is to breathing correctly, exercising in silence and feeling better about yourself.
ps. I guess I should try yoga or something, eh?