You’re Invited!

Posted in Uncategorized on March 13th, 2010 by Terri – Be the first to comment

You’re invited to an important benefit to raise scholorship money for children for summer camps and swimming lessons – THIS FRIDAY!

A Night of Inspiration: Mark Stone, Mike Bennett and I will be speaking to support this awesome cause. Come to get inspired and stay for the super cool slide show I’ll be putting out which will take you on a journey around the world a few times…(the pic is a sample :) DSC00279

Friday, March 19, 7-9 PM, Simpkins Family Swim Center, 979 17th Ave, Santa Cruz

$20 suggested donation. See you there!

Inspire a Kid…to Get Outside

Posted in Uncategorized on February 17th, 2010 by Terri – Be the first to comment

In an era of digital games, childhood obesity and more text messages sent by young people than I could venture to count, I’m pleased to see that end of Feb/March is shaping up to offer me (and you!) multiple opportunities to stir young people to get outside.

  • One of my sponsors – Mountain Hardwear’s is back with their Send a Kid to Camp campaign. For every click on the “Send a Kid to Camp” button found at www.mountainhardwear.com/givesback.aspx Mountain Hardwear will donate $1 to the cause, up to $40,000.  You can and should come back each day until April 15th and click the button until they’ve reached their goal!
  • On Friday, March 19 from 7-9 PM at Simpkins Swim Center, Santa Cruz County Parks is offering A Night of Inspiration for adult athletes. All proceeds from this evening will go toward providing scholarships to children for summer camps and swim lessons. I’ll be one of the presenters at this evening so come by and say hi for a great cause! More info here – http://www.scparks.com/pdfs/night%20of%20inspiration%202010.pdf
  • Ann Krcik of  http://www.ExtremeConnection.net will be presenting at the University of Wyoming on the topic of:  “Using the Outdoors to Summit in Your Career”. She asked me and other Extreme Connection speakers to offer some sage advice for college students. Here’s what I came up with:

“Be in the outdoors regularly in order to gain ‘advise’ on what you might want to be in the outdoors. Playing, working, moving, hanging in the outdoors frequently offers us a chance to be in a medium that is indifferent to who or what we or others think we are. Nature does not care about the style of your hair, the brand of your shoes or how many friends you have on Facebook. This indifference offers a clean slate from which to create an authentic essence of who you can, are or wish to be. Nature has no agenda for you, you are required to create it for yourself. If we engage with nature frequently we are giving ourselves freedom from a contrived definition of self and over time we can truly see who we are and what our passions might be. Strip away everything man made, and you might be able to catch a glimpse of what truly drives you.” – TS

  • I’ll be heading to Idaho in March as well, to inspire students with an interest in technology to ‘Do Amazing’ – using an outdoor based message.

If you know of any upcoming opportunities to inspire a kid to get out let me know and I will post them here and on my Facebook wall.  Get Inspired!!

Relax For Speed…in the Office – Phase 2

Posted in Tips on February 10th, 2010 by Terri – Be the first to comment

How is that 15 second breath work in your office, car or home working for you? You on it several times a day? I have been, and I’ve already noticed a significant change up in my mental focus while at my desk! I’d like to add a few techniques to help you more fully zero-in during these mini-meditation sessions but first here’s a recap of the initial exercise if you missed it or need a reminder:

Sit in a chair or on the floor, posture tall but relaxed and comfortable, eyes lightly closed. Let your breathing be relaxed and natural but as you breathe keep your focus on your breath ONLY. Don’t force the breathing, but when you do inhale be aware than you are inhaling and when you exhale, be aware that you are exhaling. Allow your focus to remain only on your breath for 10-20 seconds. After a very brief time and before your thoughts start to play in your head again, take your last aware breath, open your eyes and get on with your day. Do it again in an hour. And then again.

 To help prompt me to do this exercise, I’ve brought in some wind chimes that were hanging outside and put them right above my desk. If I need a breathing moment I’ll tap the chimes and let the sweet, lovely sound prompt my desire for a breathing exercise (are you thinking Pavlov minus the dog? You got it!).

 To enhance the exercise, I’ve added a color and a word into my breath work like this.

 Imagine the breathe going in as white and cleansing and your exhalation as grey—as I’m letting go of all negative thoughts and distractions. Try adding a word to your inhalation, something like, “inspiration”, “confidence”, or “calm”—as if your are inhaling these words directly.

 Start with a few focused breaths. Then add the color for a few inhalations. Then add your power word for a few more before you open your eyes and get on with your day. Do it again in an hour. And again.

 Share this exercise with one co-worker this week and ask them to pass it along as well. You just might notice a change up of attitude in the office!

Enjoy,

Terri

Gryphon practicing his lying-down-breathing-meditation :)

Gryphon practicing his lying-down-breathing-meditation :)

Relax For Speed…in the Office

Posted in Uncategorized on February 3rd, 2010 by Terri – Be the first to comment

When coaching athletes on self-talk, I encourage them to come up with a word or phrase that may help in keeping them present to their physical effort. Examining our self-talk properly can be a complex experience that takes time and practice while involving our sight, physical and emotional feelings, other sensations, and thoughts. Or, it can be a simple, playful intellectual slap on the face. Something like, “stay with me, relax for speed.”

After years of studying and practicing this type of mental focus in my own training and racing I’ve gotten pretty good at sharpening my mind at will, conjuring appropriate self-talk words or phrases in a flash, or kindly reprimanding myself for straying without placing value judgment on my disruptive thoughts. Racing can mentally be very logical and functional if you are willing to accept your fate on that day (or days), then hunker down and make the best of it, especially if one is comfortable being in discomfort.

But despite my ability to remain relevant in the face of desert heat, high winds, pouring rain, snow and pain—finding that elusive headspace in the office has never been as easy. 

It  could be because; when I am sitting at my computer I most often would rather be moving, or, that the emotional grind of surfing my favorite sites to catch up on the difficult world news can create internal angst, but I think for the most part its because I’ve trained my brain for many years to cope well with forward movement through nature and have not ‘trained’ for the mental rigors of day to day human living—until recently.  

I figured if I can stay present to my purpose with swollen, blistered feet I should be able to learn to suffer the sometimes tedious effects of organized work. So to help my cause I’ve been working on lots of types of sitting mediation (among other things) and last night we learned how to insert tiny meditations into our day with intermittent 10-15 second breath focus. One of the goals is to simply ‘Add spice to our day’. I can always deal with loads of spice and these are so fun and easy that I thought I’d share the great info! Here’s how it works:

Sit in a chair, feet on the ground, posture tall but relaxed and comfortable, eyes lightly closed. Let your breathing be relaxed and natural but as you breathe keep your focus on your breath ONLY. Don’t force the breathing, but when you do inhale be aware than you are inhaling and when you exhale, be aware that you are exhaling. Allow your focus to remain only on your breath for 10-20 seconds. After a very brief time and before your thoughts start to play in your head again, take your last aware breath, open your eyes and get on with your day. Do it again in an hour. And then again.

This is in some ways is the same manner in which we train in sport to control our head chatter (except there is more dialog involved and we are moving and in discomfort) – “relax for speed”, or in this case, “breathe for focus”. The result for practicing in both moving and sitting is a calm, yet laser focused mind, open to all tasks at hand, accepting, decisive. So if we slow down for a moment a few times a day our brain can actually work longer at warp speed and at will. The idea in both sport and work is that if we stop trying so hard and the results will happen.

Sprinkle this spice of calm focus into your day today and onward and you might even notie that “relax for speed” will happen a bit more quickly on your next run as well. Let me know how that goes! Namaste.

The Real Face of Mexico – Moments Recapped

Posted in Adventure, Adventure/Reflection on January 16th, 2010 by Terri – 1 Comment

Amid the barrage of news about drugs, violence and corruption in our neighbor to the south, a few friends and I took off on bikes to remote parts of Mexico for a challenging cycling adventure and to find ‘real Mexico’. What we discovered on the surface was a materially poor, beautiful and rugged country, and much deeper, a close-knit and inherently giving people. The Mexican land kicked our asses and the people supported our endeavor with an inherent grace. In stark contrast to our ride, after 8 days and a little ‘boats, pedaling and buses’ – we ended up in Punta Mita for some surfing, whale watching, sun and family time. See the full picture story on my Facebook wall (schneiderterri@aol.com ) and a few pics below in my blog posts on the trip.

To recap these excellent couple weeks I thought I’d highlight some moments and experiences that seem to have contentedly stalled in my brain:

  • Relentless pedaling uphill under a blazing sun in dead-still air feeling like a sweat drenched solar panel, then cresting a hill to start a descent and feeling an ever so slight breeze drape my scorched skin – and my body screaming – Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
  • After 6 days of riding Mexico’s dusty interior, catching our first glimpse of the turquoise hued sea and white sand beach.
  • Starting up pedaling after too long of a rest break – producing the most exquisitely painful, marrow deep, aching sensation in my flogged quads.
  • That we were required to adapt to changing our route and plans many times. And that we did so with only a few glitches and with relative ease.
  • Acknowledging on remote Day 3, with one of my riding-mates Greg, how completely ‘out-there’ we really were, with no connection to anything but our bikes and each other and finding out on that day that no Americans had ever come through the village we slept in. That giddy, edgy feeling of keeping-it-super-real.
  • Waiting at the top of a hill in the blistering sun to regroup and being so completely hammered from unrelenting climbing that all we could do was laugh hysterically.
  • That first sip of an icy cold Coke while standing in the blazing sun on the side of a long dusty road.
  • Being verbally affirmed by a local, in yet another country, at how lucky we are as women to have the freedom to make choices about all aspects of our lives.
  • Spending evenings with new-found friends who; helped shape our route and adventure, engaged in diverse and substantive conversation, always shared their best tequila, and who ultimately revealed the real face of Mexico.
  • The cold lime-infused-cerveza sliding down my throat at the end of a day of hard riding.
  • Experiencing a glimmer of doubt as to whether I could make it up yet another brutal climb, but always knowing that I could.
  • Happening upon the spectacular El Cielito cabanas. A small piece of heaven after another hellish day of riding and too many prior flea infested beds.
  • Having a father and his sons on horseback, gracefully move their cattle so we wouldn’t get swallowed up in the horn laden herd.
  • Never really knowing what was ahead and having each day become a novel gift to unwrap.
  • Seeing the Mexicans we met so pleased that we chose to see the real face of their country and people.
  • That the route we chose was so sublimely inaccessible and supremely tough and in the end offered a satisfying and worthwhile endeavor with good friends. In short – doing cool things, in cool places, with cool people.

And post ride:

  • To (carefully) rescue a puffer fish (with my surfboard), after it got washed up on shore and did its prickly/puffy thing for me.
  • That stepping off sensation of catching a wave in sensuously warm water.
  • Watching whales feed and breech.
  • Knowing beloved members of my family so thoroughly enjoyed their vacation time.
  • Coming home and looking back on a couple of weeks well spent. I am richer for the experience.

Enjoy my pics on Facebook…

Day 8 – Ticket to Paradise

Posted in Adventure on January 10th, 2010 by Terri – Be the first to comment

 

Yelapa from the paragliding launch 2000 ft above

Yelapa from the paragliding launch 2000 ft above

End of the road... to Yelapa

End of the road... to Yelapa

Two nights ago we met Luis, a retired veteranarian from El Tuito who, as with most English speaking folks we’ve met here was interesting to chat with and intrigued with our ride (and how we found our current location. He was our next ticket to paradise.

We disussed the problems with tortoise and jaguar poaching in Mexico, where to buy the best covert distilled tequilla (of which he gave us a sample) and our route and adventure. We were bummed at the prospect of being back on the main road the next day so he suggested we hit up El Tuito (his home town) and then Yelapa.

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Yelapa

Yelapa

 

The only ways to get to Yelapa are by boat or by very substantial and reliable 4×4 vehicle. Even by mountain bike getting to Yelapa was a challenging endeavor for 4 weary riders.

After a lovely evening in El Tuito at the height of their 5 day religious festival, we ventured north to more parts unknown. At this point our legs are seriously fried, Greg has no brake pads and we are in good spirits but not certain how many more long, steep and loose climbs we can muster.

Yelapa to the beach

Yelapa to the beach

We would ultimately end up at sea level on this day but the route kept us high at around 2000 feet for a few hours… UP and DOWN and UP and DOWN… on a steep jungle road. Then we hit the paragliding launch ramp and our first sight of Yelapa far below. Gorgeous and enticing but we still had our work cut out for us. With no brakes for days,Greg was reduced to walking our severe downhill plunge to the beach, which ultimately ended up in a hike-a-bike through a creek bed to town.

Yelapa was the end of our ride and another piece of heaven in an otherwise distinctly challenging mountain terrain but not quite the end of our adventure. We got a boat ride to Puerto Vallarta (huge SHOCK to be back in ‘civilization’!) and then had to ride out to the airport to catch a local bus back to Punta Mita. With serious traffic and no shoulder on the road, the latter ended up being the most dangerous part of our entire 8 day trip and it didn’t help that we weren’t psyched to be back among many people and cars.

Some of my family arrived last night and we are all now staying in luxury in Punta Mita on the beach and I have that dicotomous sense of enjoying our relaxation time while a big part of me yearns for longer stretches of unknown road. I’m already planning another adventure.

The start of our 'boat, pedal and bus' to Punta Mita

The start of our 'boat, pedal and bus' to Punta Mita

I’ll be back at you with closing thoughts and until then we are surfing,snorkleing and planning a birthday party in a couple nights. If you are down this way stop on by…

Back at you soon,

terri

Day 7 – Sufferfest

Posted in Adventure on January 7th, 2010 by Terri – Be the first to comment

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Our first glimpse of the beach

Our first glimpse of the beach

I can not remember a day in the distant past which felt this tough. No laughter today at the top of our relentless climbs on another stretch of brutal road, -just blank stares by all. My back did not cooperate today and I was reduced to stopping on all the climbs to stretch. Very frustrating as my legs have felt very strong thusfar. We rolled into El Tuito after 4 hours and only 28 miles of riding. With our loads and poor road quality and endless steep climbs we are reduced to a crawl but if done again I would not change the route at all. We´ve made many new friends and encountered Mexico in a very raw way and >I have a renewed love and respect for this place and these people. Its  been a brilliant adventure and a part of me will be sad to end it tomorrow.

 

Top of the hill laughing fit

Top of the hill laughing fit

We head back to Punta Mita to end our ride and meet up with my family for a few days of surfing, fun and exploring. I´m certain I´ll be back at you with closing thoughts as I process all that we have experienced.

Best from El Tuito Mexico,

Terri

Day 6 – a small piece of Heaven

Posted in Adventure on January 7th, 2010 by Terri – Be the first to comment

After a seriously brutal day of riding we stumbled upon a small piece of heaven .

El Cielito oasis

El Cielito oasis

Our bungalo

Our bungalo

Yesterday we were mostly on busy roads and as our goal is to see as much of off-the-beaten-path Mexico as possible we headed west from La Cumbre to hug the coast and see what we could find. By desiring to find a beach and anthro-americanizing our trip momuntarily, we figured that if we head toward the ocean we eventually would be riding along it… Not. The terrain in this region outside of the prevalent marijuana growth is agricultural and/or grazing land and is quite dense and hilly. Today would be another ride on sandy, washboardy, gravelly, rollercoaster roads in a wet sauna.

Cock fighting "farm"

Cock fighting "farm"

At one point we regrouped at the top of a climb and we were so completely trashed we reduced ourselves to hyserical laughter at our predicament. A few kilometers further along we meandered through yet another tiny, very poor village looknig for a hotel of some sort when we stumbled upon El Cielito Cabanas. It was an intense bizarre  contrast.

Impeccable cabanas and pool were perched atop a cliff over looking miles of empty white sand beach – there was no question we would break our budget of $10-night and stay in this oasis. A dip in the ocean and some food later and were were concerned we wouldn´t want to roll out in the morning.

Thus far my companions on this adventure (and many prior) have been excellent teammates. Louise Cooper, Nancy Bristow and Greg  Thomas have rolled with every twist and turn in our trip including our status as the rolling Blancho freakshow through most of our trip. What we keep hearing from our new Mexican friends generally is, ¨How did you find this place¨…

Day 5 – Aimless

Posted in Adventure on January 7th, 2010 by Terri – Be the first to comment
The dreaded HWY 200. We exited it as quickly as possible.

The dreaded HWY 200. We exited it as quickly as possible.

We headed west from Tomatlan with visions of white sand beaches. We hit the coast Hwy and headed south to La Cumbre – no beach in sight – confirming our naivete.

Our first dead end.

Our first dead end.

Virtually every town in Mexico has a town square and church (usually in the same area) and we´ve programmed ourselves to head for this area to find food and lodging.  We´ve seen a diverse array of churches from the ornate cathedral sized in Talpa, to the basic cinderblock walled, doorless structure in Pina Suarez. Reguardless of church size and decor, these people covet their religion and the churches are easy to find. A non-outdoor-cart cooked meal, on the other hand seems to be difficult to come by in the remote towns. We found out from another impeccable English speaker who´s husband got deported from the US after getting arrested, that most Mexicans in the remote small towns we have seen can not afford a sit down dinner so these tiny towns do not harbor many restaurants. And in the ones we do find open, someone will often scoot out the door to go and purchase the ingredients to make our meal (tortillas, cheese, eggs, beans). ´Wé´ve been going ´sin carne´and thus far no one has gotten ill (knock on cement).

Another... end of the road.

Another... end of the road.

We ride several hours today but had no interest in deciding on a destination – until we had to. Once we found out there was no beach in site we wandered aimlessly into a couple dead ends, through a swamp, banana, papaya, and coconut crops and ended up in Pina Suarez in a bed filled with fleas. Back at you…

Day 4 – dirt road to somewhere

Posted in Adventure on January 4th, 2010 by Terri – Be the first to comment
Hotelier in Llano Grande

Hotelier in Llano Grande

Entrance to our hotel courtyard in Llano Grande

Entrance to our hotel courtyard in Llano Grande

Llano Grande

Llano Grande

We just arrived in Tomatlan! Found a place to crash, showered the inches of dirt off our tired bodies and we are now looking for food and cervesa fria. Wow – this type of cycling reminds me of adventure racing – a ton of work on a bad stretch of road with loaded gear in oppressive heat = very slow moving. It was an awesome day and we are slightly bummed to be back in a bigger town.  We´re not sure where we´re headed tomorrow but I´ll check back in after tomorrows ride!

xoxo – Terri

Llano Grande

Llano Grande

Road to Tomatlin

Road to Tomatlin