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 ---JUNE 19, 2007---

RESETTING THE MATRIX---

I’m very content today just to sit in my dark little room – hot as it is – propped up on the bed, composing this blog.  It’s recovery time.  I ran 18 hilly miles this morning in the sun and heat.  Recovery often inspires introspection for me.

In the last entry I wrote about “resetting the energy matrix” after crashing on my bike.  (If you have not read that entry, it might help.)  More and more I realize how powerful that energy matrix is for each of us, athletic or not.  It determines so much of our lives, our destinies.

The energy matrix I refer to is comprised of the resonating frequency of your neuro system.  This frequency is both uniquely individual and universally collective.  In other words, each of us resonates individually, yet we share some resonant energetic qualities.  These include the resonance of our planet, the resonance of the geographic place we live in, the human community and culture we live in, our families, co-workers, etc.  As individuals, our diet, exercise, emotional constitution and personality all affect our energy matrix.

If we choose to be unconscious of our matrix, the frequency we vibrate at may seem to fluctuate randomly.  With awareness, we can cultivate, strengthen and harmonize our frequency.  Just like raising a child or tending a garden, we are working with a living, breathing, conscious entity.  Since our individual matrices overlap one another, since we share certain energetic qualities, we do affect one another with our energetic states, either beneficially or detrimentally.

Does this sound a little “new age” to you?  There is a certain mystique to this energy matrix thing, an alchemy, if you will.  This is what fascinates me the most – there is so much to discover here, in this vast mystery.  Training and developing your energy matrix is as much art as it is science – just like athletic training.  Athletic training has a profound impact on your energy matrix.  Diet, thoughts and emotions also impact that matrix profoundly – that resonance of your neuro system.  In short, each nuance of our lives makes an impact.  In every aspect of our lives, we have choice.

Zendurance is the mindful approach to endurance athletics – an approach that truly enhances the strength and harmony of our energy matrix and our overall health.  (I have to keep reminding myself that this is the real purpose for the multi-sport lifestyle, not how many podiums I can climb.)  Hitting that pickup truck on my bike was a strong way of re-orienting myself.  Being a balanced, healthy human being is the first priority; athletic glory is subordinate.  What initially appeared as self-sabotage was just a “graceful” way of bringing myself back to this simple truth.

The 12 days between impact and half-iron race were a crucial lesson.  Impacting the truck put some cracks in my matrix, for sure.  The path to re-harmonizing that matrix was a fascinating alchemy.  The most important component for me was kinetic activity – endurance athletic training and T’ai chi.  Movement is a very powerful tool, when we are mindful of how we wield it.  Each T’ai chi session helps to deeply calm my neuro energy matrix.  These sessions are usually 20-30 minutes in length.  Athletic workouts range from 30 minutes to 6 hours in length.  They also help to calm the matrix, but more so, help with endurance and stamina – the ability to maintain a healthy, harmonious resonance through stressful and demanding situations.  (Don’t forget, as athletes, we definitely train the endurance, strength and speed of our neurological systems, as well as the muscular and metabolic.)

In summary, I credit my recovery to race Mooseman to the power of mindful movement.  The 56-mile bike-ride 5 days after impact was a reawakening of my “matrix endurance”.  The high-intensity bike-run session less than 48 hours after impact was the first “defibrillation”, in much the same way that a cardiac arrest needs defibrillation.  It was a “shock” with positive consequences.  The intention behind each athletic training session leading up to Mooseman was first and foremost to restore that energy matrix I had so carefully crafted in the previous 5 months.  It worked.

It still works.  Our first priority as endurance athletes is to use our kinetic craft for developing our energy matrices.  Others can and will directly benefit from the strength, harmony and integrity of our resonance.  (We and they may not even recognize it, but its true.)

I hope this entry inspires you a little more to explore the mystery, the alchemy and the spirituality of your athleticism.  There is so much heart and reward in it, especially as we generously share our energy with one another.

Have a healthy, holy, happy and harmonious summer.  See you at the races!

---JUNE 6, 2007---

FINDING BALANCE

I apologize for the long sabbatical.  Chalk it up to “Life in America”:  We get so caught up in our projects and tasks that we neglect that inner reflection.  Actually, the reflection is ongoing, but my commitment to share it here lapsed.

Since I am “aging up” this year, I hope to climb a podium or two.  Oh no, not to satisfy my ego.  Lord No.  I want to gain recognition only to call attention to “zendurance” training and racing as a valid path to spiritual fitness.  Honest. 

For 5 months now my training has been meticulous.  So has my nutrition.  Truth be told, I’m a real tri geek right now.  I don’t eat at restaurants and I rarely socialize.  I’m either training, resting or working.  (Hence, I’ve been skipping these blogs.)  I am currently single, living 500 miles from my nearest blood-family.  That translates to few familial responsibilities.

I confess:  This year I am putting all of my hopeful eggs into one basket – the triathlon basket.  Exhilarating?  Heck yeah.  Terrifying?  Absolutely.  There is very little room in my life right now for anything else.  If I were injured tomorrow, I could free-fall into disappointment, loneliness and depression.

Note:  I composed this much of the blog on 11 May.

At 4:00 pm, on 22 May, I nearly cracked every one of my hopeful triathlon eggs:  While training on my bike, I “T-boned” a pickup truck, striking the passenger side door, just behind the mirror.  I was going 20 miles an hour.  He was going 50.

I was up off the pavement, carrying my bike to the side of the road before the driver stepped from the pickup to find out if I was alive.  “I’m alright.”  I was more concerned with the fact that my fork was in three pieces than my apparent injuries.  Two of those pieces were attached to the front wheel, which I held in my other hand, the one that hurt.  I was distressed.  I was not going to finish this training session that I had deemed so crucial to my goal race performance at Mooseman Half-Iron just 12 days away.

I asked the driver for a ride back to the shop, since the bike was incapacitated.  I tossed all the pieces into the bed and got into the cab.  He was trembling as he handed me an old sweatshirt for my bleeding hand.  “I didn’t think you saw me”, he said.  “I saw you but I misjudged your speed”, I responded.

It was only a 10-minute ride back to town.  We introduced ourselves.  I calmly gave him directions around the road construction in Lake Placid.  When he dropped me off, he was still trembling.  “I can’t believe you’re so calm”, he said.  We both knew.  I could be dead right now.  “I guess that’s because I’m still alive.”

The next few days were strange.  The “energy matrix” I had so carefully concocted through the last 5 months of training was shattered.  And yes, I was injured.  My left hand and wrist might be broken.  My right bicep was crimson where I had lost a patch of skin the size of a piece of bread.  It was also deep purple from extensive bruising.  Even tepid water felt like concentrated acid on that arm.  My left knee was cut as well.  I wrapped my hand and wrist in gauze and ace bandages and went to work the next day.  I decided not to train.  My guardian angels needed a day off.

I was freefalling in the uncertainty.  When would I train again?  When could I get my bike repaired?  What about Mooseman Half Iron in 12 days?  I was aiming to qualify for ITU Worlds Long Course to be held in France this summer.

Two days after the “event”, I mounted my dedicated stationary bike with Power Cranks for a 75-minute session that included 2 X 10:00 and 1 X 5:00 intervals at Zone 4-5.  I transitioned to a 30-minute run, 20 at race pace.  With just 1 minute to go, my legs cramped big time and I hobbled the last bit, bent at the knees.  After a shower, a nap and some food, I went to the medical clinic.  (Let’s get the priorities straight here:  Training first, medical attention second.)  The x-rays revealed no broken bones in my swollen and bloody hand, but the doctor indicated that the cuts could have been stitched.

I was very fortunate to conduct some high-quality training less than 48 hours after colliding with a pickup going 50 miles an hour, but I felt vulnerable and out of whack.  The athlete and the human being were not totally integrated with one another.  The human being needed quiet reflection, while the athlete needed to balance recovery with short, high-intensity bouts of fitness.  There was still a remote chance of making the starting line for Mooseman.  Meanwhile, my job at High Peaks Cyclery demanded absolute focus and high energy for bike fit sessions and athlete consultation and service as the triathlon season kicked into high gear.  That included riding the 56-mile loop of the Ironman bike course on an entry-level rental road bike 5 days after impact.

Enough of the details for this saga.  I want to share some insight from the experience.  I spoke of the “energy matrix” above.  Specifically, it refers to the state of the neurological system, which is literally a grid of electrical energy that provides a resonating stasis for the body-heart-mind “unit” – the vehicle we inhabit in this life.  My physical injuries were only minor-to-moderate.  Granted, I did not swim for 5 days, and when I did, my technique and my feel were off.  My workouts were just not quite there.  My neural “energy matrix” did not resonate evenly, so things were a bit skewed.

I recall the moment just before I struck that dark green pickup.  It was one of wonder and uncertainty.  Was I going to live through this?  If I did, how much incapacitation would I face?  How was this impact going to affect my exhilarating multi-sport lifestyle?

I credit my 30 years of practicing T’ai chi with the incredible strength of my neural system.  I stayed very relaxed during the impact.  I’m certain that minimized the damage I sustained.  I remained calm, did not go into shock, and in fact taught the T’ai chi class that very evening.  In 12 days, I “reset” the neural energy matrix to a functional resonance and enjoyed a satisfying race performance at Mooseman, placing 5th in my age group.  ITU Worlds qualifying slots rolled down, so I do have the opportunity to go to Europe.

I suppose that’s a happy ending, huh?  I raced well.  However, I do at times feel lonely.  I miss the companionship of marriage, the empowering synergy of family.  I’m 50 years old now.  Will I ever dig out of this multi-sport tunnel vision to regain these other vital and precious elements of life?  When I am 70, will I be bitter with the path I’ve been navigating?

Endurance exercise, especially the multi-sport synergy of triathlon is a powerful practice towards spiritual fitness.  As I read more books on traditional paths to enlightenment and mindfulness, I realize how familiar I am with the landscape of spiritual growth.  That is very encouraging.  I tell myself that this effort to live the zendurance lifestyle at absolute “full-tilt” is a contribution to my athletic brothers and sisters, as long as I continue to share my insights.

You are my brothers and sisters, my o’hana, my companions.  I may not enjoy sharing food and conversation with you, or replaying the day’s events.  But, our multi-sport community is a viable family.  I so much enjoyed the companionship of the Mooseman race – as I do every race, no matter how I perform.

Thanks for sharing this lifestyle with me, for being my o’hana.  Your presence in my life is vital to finding that balance – the balance between the glorious athlete and the ordinary, yet divine human being.

Namaste, Shane

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