Goal completed!

I use Runkeeper since many years by now, and the past two (or three?) years I’ve set year long goals for walking, biking and swimming. Last year was the first time I actually managed to reach all my goals, but this year, I teamed up with my daughter on setting shorter goals, for three months in a row. If nothing else to stop me from coming to the last month of the year and having 90% of the swimming goal left to meet.

So on January 1st I set goals to swim 4 km, bike 300 km and walk 250 km by March 31st.  My daughter also set goals for the same type of activities, and the same time period, but personalized goals suiting her.

TGoal runkeeperoday I reached the first goal, as I’ve been crawling one kilometer each day for the past three days, while staying at a hotel with a wonderful 20 m pool in the basement. I’ve been in Germany for work, and as luck has it, the hotel we live in is a fancy one, so…. I’ve made the most of it, and today clocked in at 4,5 km total (as I had already a 1,5 km swim logged since earlier this year).

So now I have to set a new swimming goal for myself. Am thinking of upping the ante a bit, not because I must, or feel I need to, but because I really really enjoy swimming, and having this goal makes me get out of the house and go to a pool to swim. So it does work as a sort of a trigger. But be not mistaken, I am doing this for me, because I enjoy swimming.

What do you enjoy doing, that you sometimes don’t take the time, or effort, to ensure that you actually do?

This blog post, number 5 of 100, is a part of the #blogg100 challenge currently running in Sweden

fritz-kola vs ginger shot

Would you rather have the fritz-kola or the ginger shot from Joe & The Juice?



fritz-kola out of Hamburg, boasting extra high coffein content





ginger shot from Joe & The Juice

For me that’s an easy choice, the ginger shot would win all days of the week, and the nights to. I’ve basically not drunk coke of any sort since I was around 12-13 or so, when we figured out that’s what made me sick to my stomach every weekend… Nowadays I barely drink any soft drinks as all though, so I’m probably not the norm nowadays.

Anyway, one of my German colleagues had a fritz-kola tonight over dinner, and I have to say, I found the design of the label quite fun. So fun that I took a picture of it, and not of the Almdudler herb lemonade that I had with my food (yup, a soft drink, but a traditionally Austrian one. And as we were eating at Tschebull, which is a fancy Austrian restaurant, I felt like giving that a go).

What would you chose, fritz-kola or the ginger shot?

Aqua Sphere – I love you already!

Over Christmas I got fed up with having to get myself out of the pool, swimming laps, not because my body was tired, but because my face was hurting from the swim goggles. I’d always come out of the pool looking like a badger. And that facial mark around my eyes would last for hours on end. I tried to find a photo on my phone, but you’ll just have to imagine what I look like with badger markings around my eyes. 

Anyway, I posted my frustration on Facebook, and asked for advice on what kind of goggles to get, and decided to take Rasmus up on his suggestion for Aqua Spheres from Wiggle. So. I did. Ordered a pair of Aqua Sphere Women’s Vista Clear Lens Goggles in White/Lavender.

Today I got to try them out for the first time, and I love them! From the beginning when I put them on, it was as if I couldn’t really feel them, and one kilometer and half an hour later, I still didn’t feel them. And look, there’s a fine line on my forehead, but 20 minutes later, that line is almost totally gone! 



Thank you Rasmus for the suggestion, and thank you Aqua Sphere for my new favorite swim goggles! As I am currently on the road, I have the joy of staying at a hotel with a pool, so I’ll be trying them out tomorrow again. Have you ever had problems with badger-eyes after swimming with goggles? If so, I strongly recommend you to try out a pair of these. 

A cruel and heartless world, anyone?

BoldomaticPost_It-s-not-our-job-to-toughen-oI read the quote by L R Knost on what our job is, what my job is, and I nod, agree, and then give a deep sigh. Not because I disagree. I don’t, not at all. I agree wholeheartedly!

The sigh comes more from having met so many people – in person, or via their writings, articles, blog posts, or through their social media presence, tweets, Facebook status updates and the likes – who seem to think the opposite. People who state ”It’s a tough world and if kids don’t get knocked around a bit – metaphorically at least – during their upbringing and time in school, they will not know what hit them when they grow up and join ‘the real world’ as adults”.

Maybe not spoken in those exact words, but definitely sending that message. And I simply do not believe that is the way towards a more loving and peaceful world. On the contrary. And for me, the trick is this: I cannot raise my children to be more loving and wholehearted if I am cruel and heartless. Again – kids (and everyone else as well, I dare say) do as we do, not as we say.

It’s time to walk the talk. For real. Because I want to do my job, I want to be a part of making the world a little less cruel and heartless, and more loving and peaceful.

But how? How do I do that? How do I act lovingly? What is a wholehearted action? How do I show up in the world, lovingly and wholeheartedly?

I think I might write down a few bullet points for loving and wholehearted respectively, translating the fluffy words into actual activities (actions, words, gestures). Then I can look within to see if I am walking my talk, or not. What do you think, are you?

 

Podcast 9/52 – Love and Sex and Attachment

Today marks the start of the blog challenge #Blogg100 in Sweden, and just as the last two years, I’ve decided to play. However, I have no real plan for doing anything other than what I normally do, which is blog daily…. but, who knows, I might think of something special as I go along.

However, today is Sunday, and it’s time for my ninth podcast tip, and I’m opting for an episode from On Being with anthropologist Helen Fisher, called Love and sex and attachment. I listened to the episode earlier this week, and just like a few other podcasts, immediately re-listened once finished. Today as I found the link for the episode I see Helen Fishers photo, and was a bit surprised. Her voice doesn’t sound like she looks. Have you ever experienced that? Anyway, that’s a side note.

Love, sex, attachment. I mean – you can’t really go wrong there, can you? It’s something we are all interested in and affected by. And that’s actually the reason why Helen got into this area of scientific enquiry in the first place, because she was so interested in that which ties us together, that which we all have a relationship to, the similarities between people, rather than that which separates us.

BoldomaticPost_relationships-evolve-and-a-goOne of the take away’s for me from this podcast is the ever-changing nature of relationships, and that it’s actually a sign of a good relationship, that it is constantly changing, growing, evolving. And you know why? Because life in itself is constantly changing – nothing is permanent. We have somehow gotten tricked into believing it is, or should be, but in reality, life is dependent on change, changing thoughts, changing needs, changing mental states, changing relationships. So how could we ever believe that any one person, or any one relationship, could be permanent? Is it a need for safety and security that have warped somehow? Perhaps due to the loss of the local community, that Krista Tippitt and Helen Fisher also touch on in the show?

 

#blogg100 har förändrat mitt liv!

blogg100-logotype-300x256Hoppade på #blogg100 andra gången Fredrik Wass initierade det och sedan dess är mitt liv inte detsamma. Hakade på även förra åretOch nu är det dags för #blogg100 igen, fjärde året i rad, och självfallet hakar jag på, fast det för mig inte är en utmaning att blogga dagligdags längre. Sedan min första vända med #blogg100 så har dagligt bloggande blivit en rutin, nästan lika given som tandborstning. Men det är givande att vara del i ett sammanhang, och att upptäcka nya bloggar, nya människor, och kanske få till mig nya tankar och idéer.

Alltså.
”Kanske”?
Varför skriver jag så?
*haha*

Jag vet ju att jag kommer få till mig nya idéer och tankar av denna vändan med. Det går liksom inte att komma undan, för det är så vi funkar. Det dyker ständigt upp nya tankar, och att blogga dagligen är faktiskt ett av de bästa sätten jag upptäckt som hjälper mig att få syn på mina tankar och idéer. Det är som om jag fångar vissa tankar i flykten, och låter dem få ta lite mer plats under en stund, ibland tio-femton minuter, ibland uppemot en timme eller två. Ibland ligger den på lut i dagar, veckor, månader, och liksom förbereder sig för att landa i skriven form på min blogg.

Det som dessa infångade och nedplitade tankar har gemensamt är att de belyser vem jag är, var jag är, vad jag vill. Och det är definitivt en starkt bidragande faktor till att mitt liv inte längre är detsamma. På dessa två år har så ofantligt mycket hänt – men det har det gjort under tidigare två-års-perioder av mitt liv också. Skillnaden som gör skillnaden är min ökade medvetenhet om just vem jag är, var jag är, vad jag vill.

Vem är du? Var är du? Vad vill du?
Kanske något du är nyfiken på att ta reda på mer om?

I så fall rekommenderar jag dig varmt att testa #blogg100-utmaningen i år!

Så var även jag i mål – #Blogg100

Hoppade på #Blogg100-utmaningen 2013 och tack vare det så kom jag in i rutinen med dagligt bloggande, vilket för mig betytt oerhört mycket. Insåg nyligen att jag aldrig känt mig själv så väl som just nu, har aldrig haft så bra koll på mig själv, vem jag är, vad jag är, vad jag tycker, behöver, känner osv. Mina mer eller mindre dagliga skrivstunder spelar en stor roll i det.

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Detta årets #Blogg100 hoppade jag också på, mer för att det är roligt att ingå i ett sammanhang. Har lyckats hålla MINA egna regler kring det hela (ett dagligt inlägg), med ett undantag…. jag bloggade i förväg förra helgen och var stensäker på att jag hade tidsatt en räcka inlägg som sträckte sig över en längre period, men tji fick jag. Insåg i efterhand att den 4 juni var det tomt. Så kan det gå. Så detta är alltså mitt hundrade inlägg sedan starten av #Blogg100 och därmed målgång för mig, en dag efter stora målgången den 8 juni. Och vet ni – jag bryr mig inte det minsta över det missade inlägget, det bekommer mig inte en endaste gnutta.

Väljer istället att försjunka i en liten kavalkad med inlägg från #Blogg100-utmaningen. Håll till godo, kanske du upptäcker något du missat?

Mest lästa:
https://herothecoach.com/2014/04/30/jag-vet-vad-du-tankte-saga/

Mest betydelsefullt för mig personligen:
https://herothecoach.com/2014/03/21/meteoritnedslag-i-mitt-inre/

Mest otippade:
https://herothecoach.com/2014/05/22/hygienic-design/

Den jag verkligen önskar du tar action på:
https://herothecoach.com/2014/05/08/the-era-of-behaviour/

På temat liv och kärlek:
https://herothecoach.com/2014/05/20/breathe-in-breathe-out/
https://herothecoach.com/2014/05/13/ensam-i-sallskap/
https://herothecoach.com/2014/04/14/i-dreamed-a-dream/
https://herothecoach.com/2014/04/16/karlek-och-nyutsprungna-bokblad/

På temat världsförändring:
https://herothecoach.com/2014/03/12/varlden-skapas-mellan-manniskor/
https://herothecoach.com/2014/06/05/bemot-eller-tystna/
https://herothecoach.com/2014/05/02/doing-the-right-thing/

Och så avslutningsvis en personlig favorit:
https://herothecoach.com/2014/05/05/touching-the-silence/

Det känns fint att ha bloggen att gå tillbaka till, den finns ju där som en nedplitad historia över min resa. Ord och bild hjälper definitivt mig att trigga ett minne, en känsla, en sinnesstämning, så denna min kavalkad blir som en kort walk down Memory Lane, då jag nu har bläddrat igenom samtliga inlägg jag skrivit under #Blogg100. Gör du någonsin en återblick på din resa och var du är idag, i förhållande till var du var tidigare?

A blessed encounter

Yesterday I had an amazing time with a handful of friends, that rock in all sorts of ways. The foremost reason is that they all are curious about themselves. Since that’s the stage of life I am at as well, it’s a perfect match!
And it get’s extra interesting since our selves are so different, we all are living and learning on the edges of the unknown, whatever that is, for each and every one of us. Expanding my horizons and daring to step one inch into the unknown, is magic, but doing it in parallel with other brave exploring unique individuals is so enriching, because their edges and unknowns are different places to mine. And I get to take a small part in their edgy landscapes as well. And let me tell you, that is just awesome!

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Wivan-Kristina blogged about meetings and encounters this morning, inspired by our day together, and posted it on Facebook. A friend of mine commented on it, posting and linking to this beautiful text:

A blessed encounter.

We spontaneously decided to get together.
Unwaveringly and with no preamble, we delved into the core questions of existence. In great honesty. With great zest.
We were completely ourselves, we showed our yearning but also our wisdom and uncertainty, trusting and backing each other. There was a deep sense of connection, affinity, solidarity. As if our words were dancing. There was joy but also sorrow. But we allowed ourselves to embrace both, and so only pure joy availed.

“Do you feel this perfume, where does it come from?” he asked.
We didn´t know exactly what was going on, but the three of us felt a soothing feeling of coherence. Of consistency. That nearness felt like music…our words were creating a kind of Symphony – as in the Greek word symfono. Namely, perfect agreement, perfect consonance.
Heartfelt Connectedness in Wholeness.

~ Julien Matei

Honesty and zest, joy and sorrow with quite a dab of anger as well actually. And oh so much embracing! It’s a perfect description of our encounter yesterday.

I am grateful to be a part of such a context. It makes it easier to walk my path, knowing there are people rooting for me along the journey. And if need be, they’ll do more than root for me. That knowledge is priceless.

Who’s rooting for you?

Arla morgonstund

Vaknar i arla morgonstund. Kan inte somna om, eller, vill inte somna om, snarare. Går upp, tar morgonrocken, den vita i frotté, och smyger nerför trapporna. Katten Samifix vill gå ut, så jag släpper ut honom.

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Det kvittrar i träden och solen skiner. Vindstilla, mer eller mindre. Tar på mig träskorna och tar mig ut till kycklingarna, som jag släpper ut. De flyger glatt ut genom hönshusdörren och börjar dricka från utomhusvattentornet. På snart två veckor har de vuxit oerhört, närmast dubblat sin storlek, gissar jag. Mer och mer av de riktiga fjädrarna kommer fram, en av dem är lite vackert ljusbrun på ryggen.

Går mot brevlådan och hämtar tidningen och stannar. Förbluffad. Det surrar. Är det? JA, det ÄR det! Grannens rödbladiga blommande träd (av för mig okänd sort) är alldeles fullt av bin. Halleluja! Har bara sett fem bin tidigare i år, för ett par veckor sen då jag slet på odlingslotten och de surrade runt i hallonlandet. Men nu är de här. Äntligen. Vi behöver de där små krypen och det är en markant skillnad när jag tittar ut över trädgården idag kontra för 10-11 år sedan då vi flyttade hit. Det surrar, flyger och far väldigt mycket färre insekter och det grämer mig. Och då ska ni veta att Hasselbackens trädgård är ett paradis för insekter. För så mycket insektsvänliga blommande växter vi har, och så rufsig vår trädgård är, så inbjuder den verkligen till surr.

Går in igen, efter att ha misslyckats med att fånga de små flygfäna på bild. Tar ett foto på en vacker fläderblomma istället. Eller hylleblom, som det heter här nere i Skåne, det är det danska namnet på fläder. Det är dags att plocka dessa hylleblomster och sätta saft! Lämnar tidningen på matsalsbordet, plockar på mig min puttepadda och tar mig ut igen. Sätter mig vid trädgårdsbordet och börjar knattra.

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Livet. Det är det här det. Jag njuter av det. Jag hoppas även du njuter av de små ögonblicken av vardagligt underverk, så som de jag beskrivit ovan. Funderar kring hur det där citatet om lycka lyder nu igen? Googlar och finner detta:

Happiness is not getting what you want, it’s appreciating what you have. Gratitude is the key to happiness. – Michael Josephson

Ligger mycket i det där, tror jag. Vad tror du?

Winter of the world

I love to read. I love books. And honestly love physical books more than ebooks, however digital I’ve become in other ways. The only time I truly prefer ebooks is when I am travelling. Then they absolutely rock!Bok

Anyway, I finished a huge book last night, and I wanted to share it with you. I love to read really thick books, but it’s been a while since I read such a thick book as this one. Just over 900 pages. Yeah!

The Winter of the world by Ken Follett is about Europe during the twenties to the forties and it’s a gruesome story of power struggles, war and politics mixed with love, connections and hope. Ken Follett is an author I’ve read quite a lot by, but not for a while. And he’s productive, so I have a few more brick like books to entertain myself with over the summer. And actually, this is the second book in a trilogy, and I haven’t read the first one, so I have to get a hold of that one ASAP. I’m gonna order it at the library right away.

What’s your favorite type of book?