Hanging On

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I have been woefully neglectful, oh blogging world. Not writing. Not reading. Taking a break, I suppose. But life does not wait, and one must keep up. Or try, I suppose. So much has happened. So little has changed. It’s a total pendulum swing, and sometimes, I’m just trying to hang on.

So, in the spirit of hanging on, here are some shots from my long run this past weekend. Hope Pass, it is. Or, as my husband says, “Hope to not Pass out at 12,000 plus feet.” I was seriously slow on the uphill, wondering is it really possible for me to complete this 100-miler thing within prescribed cutoff times, and cruising fast (well, I hesitate to use that word in association with me – let’s just say not-slow) on the downhill. Stunningly beautiful run. Difficult run. Up and down, literally. Up and down, figuratively. Kind of like, well, life.

And since I seem to be thinking in mottos, here are some more:

Enjoy the beauty. Hope Pass 4

Embrace the harshness. Hope Pass 6

Be attentive (sorry, sort of a little hiccup here, but had to slide in a picture of the 2 big white dogs). BWDs

Go with it. Hope Pass 5

Be with it. Keep on, hang on. If it were all that simple…

As long as I can

Tablet and Lost Wonder Hut Feb 2013 014The 2 big white dogs and I were out galavanting around with my hubby and friends this weekend up at and around the Lost Wonder Hut. They totally plowed through, sometimes staying in the ski track, but often forging ahead and post-holing over and over (talk about some heavy-duty interval training!). My friend Alexey turned to me after a particularly difficult uphill section and said, “So how long can they keep this up?” I began calculating their ages and what I presumed to be the end of their best fitness ranges and then I thought “I don’t know – they could keep this up for years.” And why not? If it’s fun, and they aren’t destroying their bodies, how could I deprive them of what they love, and of what they do with such joy and abandon? So my response was, “As long as they can.”

And I think that is my philosophy too. Some people like to tell me that long-distance running is potentially dangerous and injuring-producing and bad for me and hard on the joints and all sorts of other horrible things, and then they ask “How long are you going to keep this up?” My response will be the same as for my dogs – “As long as I can.”

A Wild and Precious Life

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Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

Mary Oliver, “The Summer Day

Well, I know what I did this past weekend ~ I got to commune with a fabulous crew of friends, and dogs, at Vagabond Ranch.

As is often the case, the 2 big white dogs took prominence:Vagabond Feb. 2013 075

But some fun was had by the humans too.  Vagabond Feb. 2013 071We skiied and snowshoed, we played in the snow, we ate, we soaked, we spent time just being in the wilderness.  Vagabond Feb. 2013 089We laughed, and we lived life well.  I’m not sure if that is a good enough plan for this one and precious life, but it is, at least, a start.

What is your plan?