![]() The end product … well I can make something with it but the true beauty of it will be in how it helps me grow. The process and practice, the dedication to it, that’s the point. I have no idea what I will do with them when I am done. I am giving myself 15 minutes to make each piece so I can’t dwell. Letting mistakes happen, learning from them, moving forward. Showing up every day where I am with what I have. I can’t believe I have been at it for 4 weeks now – yay! But then I think holy cow I have 71 more days of this? I’m using the hashtag #werunonart100days to share them on my We Run On Art instagram account. So for the last 29 days, I have been making a small piece of art related to running every day. I think about that lesson a lot, and it applies to so many areas of life. When you break your toe, make some art? It makes me think of this children’s book my kids had called “A Beautiful Oops” all about how rather than dwelling on our mistakes and imperfections, we can turn them into something beautiful and unique. Having something to work on that would challenge me and bring me (and I hope others joy), something I could see the progress of little by little, seemed like a worthwhile endeavor especially now that I was injured. ![]() It had been on my mind to try something like this for a while, as I had read about other people doing them and especially artists and writers. The day I broke my toe, I started a new project for myself. Anyway this post is actually not about my broken toe but I will write about my experiences soon – now that I’m, you know, an expert on the subject. slow down and do just one thing at a time 2. In fact this happened 2 years ago, also in my own home, while I was rushing around to get things done in a hurry. This is not my first rodeo with a broken toe. I didn’t really think at all, adrenaline rushing through me I immediately grabbed the toe and moved it back into place. I heard a snap (pretty sure I now know where the term “oh snap!” comes from), felt severe pain and nausea, looked down and saw my 5th digit, that sweet little baby pinky toe, was pointing in a direction the rest of them were not. I hopped up out of my chair and darted to the bathroom so I could pee before my 2:00 … as I pushed the door into the kids’ bathroom though, I guess my feet were ahead of me and I whacked my foot into the bottom edge of the door. I had to pee, and was holding it so I could finish up whatever it was that was so important, before my call. ![]() This is embarrassing but I am passed worrying about that now, because I would rather be embarrassed about the truth than not be real. I was trying to finish up something (I can’t even remember what it was) before I had to hop on a 2pm call. I get stuff done, tackle projects, schedule work calls, go to the grocery store … the list is long and full and as I zip and zoom from one thing to the other I feel productive (and I am!) but 4 weeks ago I had a big wake up call to SLOW DOWN and pay better attention. I admit I have extra energy on Mondays and tend to channel it into getting myself and the different buckets of my life organized. My one day a week off from running, that sacred and cherished rest day. It was just like any other Monday, which is always the busiest day of the week for me. *Products sent by adidas are exclusively returned to adidas.I was sitting at my work table in the afternoon 4 weeks ago.
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