Great post Gwendolyn. Sometimes misogis just present themselves as opportunities— ready or not. You can grab the brass ring and go for it… or not. I was backpacking last week when the weather turned nasty High winds, rain, freezing rain, snow. I was 25 miles from the trailhead. I could stay in my tent and sit the weather out or see if I had what it took to make 25 miles in bad weather in the mountains. I certainly wasn’t prepared, I guess it’s not something you consciously plan for(you do plan for nasty weather). I decided to go for it. I did 25.2 miles, 7200’ elevation gain, 5600’ descent in 10 hrs 15 min. I’m proud of my accomplishment. Damn good for a 77 yo. You never know what you can do until you try.
That's not just damn good for 77 — that's damn good for 17, 27 or 37. Impressive. And there was certainly an element of real risk when you set out, even if you weren't likely to "die." I like the idea of an "unexpected" misogi presenting itself versus being planned.
Whew!!! I’m here at a 6-day conference as a vendor - solo - instead of with my husband beside me - due to health issues with family at home. This describes the decision to attend solo, completely. And I’ve walked the beach twice, and worked out in the hotel gym twice, with dumbbells. It’s good. Very good to have committed to come, even though I questioned what it would be like to be here.
This is a great example. You could have bailed with plenty of valid excuses when it got hard. But you didn't. Now you're there and getting it done. Nice.
Great post Gwendolyn. Sometimes misogis just present themselves as opportunities— ready or not. You can grab the brass ring and go for it… or not. I was backpacking last week when the weather turned nasty High winds, rain, freezing rain, snow. I was 25 miles from the trailhead. I could stay in my tent and sit the weather out or see if I had what it took to make 25 miles in bad weather in the mountains. I certainly wasn’t prepared, I guess it’s not something you consciously plan for(you do plan for nasty weather). I decided to go for it. I did 25.2 miles, 7200’ elevation gain, 5600’ descent in 10 hrs 15 min. I’m proud of my accomplishment. Damn good for a 77 yo. You never know what you can do until you try.
That's not just damn good for 77 — that's damn good for 17, 27 or 37. Impressive. And there was certainly an element of real risk when you set out, even if you weren't likely to "die." I like the idea of an "unexpected" misogi presenting itself versus being planned.
I did mine in March at the start of a weight loss journey. Rucked two miles on the beach the. went body surfing in the frigid Atlantic.
Excellent. I once did a polar bear plunge in the frigid Atlantic. Cannot imagine body-surfing!
The first couple of steps into the water was worse than diving under all at once.
Whew!!! I’m here at a 6-day conference as a vendor - solo - instead of with my husband beside me - due to health issues with family at home. This describes the decision to attend solo, completely. And I’ve walked the beach twice, and worked out in the hotel gym twice, with dumbbells. It’s good. Very good to have committed to come, even though I questioned what it would be like to be here.
This is a great example. You could have bailed with plenty of valid excuses when it got hard. But you didn't. Now you're there and getting it done. Nice.