A few videos encapsulated in a larger gestalt filmed over the last couple of weeks. It’s been awhile since I threw together longer “me” edit. I love training, filming, riding, filming and editing it all together. Sixty seconds (below) prepped initially for IG: getting the acknowledgement from my peeps on social media is a pump. I like that. There’s also something satisfying about mashing videos it into a flowing narrative that I can look back on. Social is as much a mirror and photo album of sorts as it is a broadcast and sharing tool.
There’s a underlying story. I am 60 days – opioid free. Doesn’t look like much typing it now. Certainly feels like a LONG time from the day I pulled the rip cord. The first thirty were surprisingly and terrifyingly difficult. This last two weeks “the feeling” of optimism and enjoyment has redeployed.
My subluxed coccyx has been a two year long affair. Will I ever be ever be free of tail bone discomfort? I don’t know. I at least know that I don’t need pain management to deal with life. I am freer now. At my last D.O. appointment she said my body was “zen like.” Felt pretty good to hear that! So many appointments I have hammered my bod like hours before at the gym. This last one I intentionally did some yoga prior to see if I could loosen up a little. Maybe that worked or maybe it’s the larger arch of recovery.
On day two of the withdrawal process I filmed my state. I originally posted that on You Tube as a reminder of the difficulty among other things. Even in my misery I wanted to check out the capability my new camera at that time… This video is now in a privacy setting for family and a subsequent blog post sits in draft form. It’s doesn’t feel right at this time to full on public. I do want to elaborate in time.
Many lessons learned. The psychological addictions are what I am observing, as well. So many themes come into play. I am reminding myself often that if I’m not mindful – some unwanted behaviors and thoughts can become habitual, if I let them. Here’s to the future. Stay the course. Staying kinder to myself and others. #recovery#crossfit#mtb#bmx24#mindfulness
Finally, a third attempt to rediscover Emerald Valley BMX race track, Eugene, OR and it was open for business: my first time riding here in 35 years.
Kinda funny ‘cause I thought I was gonna stomp it… but, hit my wall sooner than expected. Quite the workout. Shout out to my Mom for supporting and fueling a love for BMX. For several years, in the early 80’s, racing here on Thursday night and Saturday mornings was a pretty routine thing. The parentals carting me and other kids from Veneta/Noti back and forth to Eugene.
Now an Olympic sport, BMX seems a lot faster than I remember. Asphalt berms. Super flow. Seems like other O.M. are back in the saddle these days like Kirk Linder who we idolized as one of the cool kids back in the day.