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From flood to ebb?

From flood to ebb?

May 27, 2020
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Perhaps, my at least 10k in my body a day-urge is receeding?
Last week, I had four days of only doing a 3K walk, a slow one, Saturday afternoon, because I felt like it. Thursday, Friday, Sunday, I basically didn’t leave the premises.

Just. Didn’t. Wan’t. To.

Monday, biking to and fro work, I got 13+K by bike.
Tuesday, biking to and fro work, with a visit to the ocean and holding a webinar at a friends house, 22K, again by bike.

But today, I was picked up in the early morning, spent the day at the factory (current building project of mine), and then got a lift back home again. Debated going for a walk upon arriving home, but opted for 50 minutes of gardening instead. Now, I have guitar lesson in 20 minutes, which I will take my bike to, but it’s basically less than 1K away.

And I feel fine.
It feels good.

Perhaps, the flood that’s been this very visceral urge in me, for the past year or so, is receeding into ebb?
Perhaps, it’s just a minor bump in the road, and come next week, I will be hot on the wheels again, aching, longing, yearning to move, move, and move some more?

Whatever will be, will be.
Today as well.


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Moving more – check!

April 15, 2020
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I have been working on a computer for… like the past twenty+ years or so. More or less daily. It’s what I do. If I don’t write a blog piece, I answer emails. If I am not on my emails, I am reviewing documents. If I am not reviewing documents, I am authoring them. If I am not… well. You get it. The work I do is, to a huge extent, computer-based.

And still.
My body is currently screaming at me to STOP SITTING DOWN IN FRONT OF A COMPUTER ALL DAY LONG!

You’d think it was used to it.
And it is.

But not to the extent of now.

Or… honestly, it might be so, that in the past few years I have managed to get more variety in my work week that when I actually did spend all my time in an office as a salaried worker at a pharmaceutical company.

For the past year, until the beginning of March, I have been on my bike a lot, going to or from the train station or the bus depo, on my way to a couple of different customers, where I’ve also been doing quite a lot of training, which entails no computers what-so-ever, but rather workshop-style interactions and a lot of standing on my part.

But now.
One company has a ban on outside visitors, and as a food packager, I totally understand that.
One company has enforced quarantine rules, asking people to work from home, leaving me as a consultant no choice but to do the same.
So I am at home much more.
I have more meetings on Zoom than before, meetings I would have held in person if there was no pandemic.
And there I am, sitting in my sofa, laptop in knee, for hours on end. Hours!

My neck, my shoulders, my back are telling me: STOP IT!
(So as I am typing this, I am standing in the kitchen, at a make-shift standing desk.)

I don’t have a fitbit or Apple Watch or one of those little devices on my arm reminding me to Stand up, you’ve been sitting down too long!

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not as if I live a completely sedentary life. I still do my morning seven-minute workout. I get at least 10 kilometer in my body on a daily basis, taking walks and going for bike rides, even though I am not headed anywhere but back home again. It’s just not enough. I need to move more often spread throughout the day.

So – I don’t want a device on my arm. But I would love an app that does the same thing, or a timer-app that alerts me on the hour (or whenever I choose to) to get up, stand up, move about…

And… that had me go off on a spree. Checked out smart rings, but, nah…
Downloaded and installed Time Out in my laptop.

So. There.
Set.
On it.
Moving more – check!

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As something that Is.

March 29, 2020
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Wrote this long post on moving my body more since I seem to be glued to my computer these days, only to realize that ain’t it for today’s post. 

You see… I just finished setting up my Patreon #tankespjärn community page.
I will press the Launch -button tomorrow.
The site is crude with plenty of room for improvement, but I will launch.
And I will tweak! I promise. There’s plenty to do – both on the community-site, and concerning other websites etc… But I do not want to be stuck polishing my phone, before I put this out there. I mean, hey, perhaps the phone needs to be polished a lot less than I imagine it has to.

So I want to get it out there, to start to play and experiment, and no longer talk about this community as if it’s something that is to happen.
But rather.
As something that Is.

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Zero burpees.

February 27, 2019
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May 28th 2016 I started a #100dayburpeeschallenge. I didn’t do the challenge as per the rules for it (Adding a burpee every day of the challenge, starting with one and ending with 100), but I did a number of burpees every day, a total of 3000 during those 100 days. And day 101, I just kept at it, and I have, ever since.

But today, I made an intentional decision to stop.
1005 days in a row, I’ve done at least one burpee, often more.
A total of 12911 burpees gives me an average of almost 13 burpees/day.

But today I stopped this routine. Deliberately.

With a bit of help from my friend (D, as always. Where would I be without him? Who would I be?) I’ve realized that I need movement. My body needs movement. But not the same type of movement every day. Sometimes, I feel as if my body is of triple density, being heavy, so incredibly heavy. Those days, it’s an absolute pain doing my burpees. It’s as if I am not supposed to do them, being too much of a struggle.

Other days, it’s as if there’s no gravity holding me down. I jump, up, up, up, light as a feather, with an enormous amount of energy and bounce within bursting out of me. Those days, doing my burpees is a joy. It’s as if I am headed for heaven!

Heavy Helena and Heavenly Helena need to move. But they (me – different aspects of me, I know that.) need different movements. Not the same. One size doesn’t fit all, not even when “all” is but the various ways I show up in the world.

So I will be continuing with my daily Seven but will be dropping my daily burpees and the burpees log.
Letting go.
Letting come.

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