Showing posts with label Decluttering A Bipolar Mind. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Decluttering A Bipolar Mind. Show all posts

Friday, October 6, 2017

Before Berlin Marathon 2012


This photo, taken on the 2nd of June, 2012
 was originally shared on my other blogsite:

My Daily Mooosings in the Netherlands
in the blog

Consoling the Mind & Heart At Kinderdijk


Childhood is the most beautiful of all life's seasons. ~Author Unknown


Running was once an innocent childhood dream. Running a marathon was once an impossible dream to focus on, instead of letting myself be drained by a mental health disorder. Running Berlin marathon became a symbol of hope, a symbol for a new beginning.

In a series of blogs, I would like to look back to a year of preparing for Berlin Marathon 2012, the 5 running years in between and the 9 months towards Berlin Marathon 2017.


 Writing is Healing



Before I created Happy Feet in the Netherlands (January, 2012), I blogged at My Daily Mooosings in the Netherlands.

In hindsight, I could say: making the decision of creating that blog would be a huge chapter in the story  of how I finally began with running.





“Sometimes you don’t know when you’re taking the first step through a door until you’re already inside.” 
― Ann Voskamp

Welcome (To Our) Home!




Reading through the old blogs at My Daily Mooosings in the Netherlands ("snippets of our life in the Netherlands" 2011-2015 )  is not easy for me, if I would be completely open and honest.  

I continue to have conflicting emotions - pride and shame - when I revisit.  

Pride swells in my heart, when I see the numbers of posts in the archive ; I made it through a long difficult period of life (2006-2015)  through steadfastly focusing on the positive aspects of my life.  

The shadow of shame continue to lurk in the corner of my mind, waiting to block it from putting into words, thoughts and feelings, which I need to express about the past and the present.  

Expressing thoughts and feelings liberates me, time and time again. Even with this knowledge, every time I hold a pen, or sit in front of the screen, it  still often takes a long time for me to begin.  

I read passages of old blogs, which were written in the times I knew I struggled mentally.  

In 2003, I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder after finally seeking help for my debilitating depression, which I silently kept to myself for 9 years.

Each blog, which seems confusing was my attempt to "function" in our new home, to record a new beginning in life, as positively as I could.  Sometimes I was able to do so successfully, more often it felt like being in a muddled mind of a drowning person. 

Blogging was my tool to get myself out of a negative state of mind.  A state depression pushes you in, and imprisons you  in for unpredictable time span.

I posted blogs to connect with my words, even if I intellectually and physically could not. Not everyone can comprehend the state of depression unless they have gone through it themselves.

Blogging, documenting, creative-writing were  my personal mental exercises, my "self-therapy", so I could focus on the good side of life, not lose my grip in life, and to keep going until depression no longer had it's grip on me.


From Writing to Running


Writing achieved what I hoped it would. It took me out of the internal isolation, everyone who suffers from cycles of depression struggles with.

“When faced with a radical crisis, when the old way of being in the world, of interacting with each other and with the realm of nature doesn't work anymore, when survival is threatened by seemingly insurmountable problems, an individual life-form -- or a species -- will either die or become extinct or rise above the limitations of its condition through an evolutionary leap.” ― Eckhart Tolle

I discovered blogging for myself in 2006, and  initially did so anonymously.  5 years later, I created a public blog.

Anonymous blogging in 2006 helped me find my voice in writing, again. No longer silent, no longer keeping everything in; I was "nameless" but not emotionless.

Our move from a big city in Germany to a quaint village in the Netherlands in 2009, was the impulse I needed to write under my own name. After 2 years period of adjusting to daily  life in Holland, I had the focus to create a blogsite ; the initial purpose was to have a place to share pictures and stories to our family and friends all over the globe.

Participating in blog community activities such as month long blogging, helped motivate me to go outdoors.

My Little Corner of Creativity


Once outdoors, I wanted to do more than walk and bike. 




I wanted to run.


Every time I found some relief, my bipolar disorder catches up on me.  

Series of intense anxiety and panic attacks soon joined my depressive cycles, after we moved in Holland. I would not  understand all of this, not until 2 years ago.


Running became a vehicle for me to be physically outdoors even if I was struggling mentally. I had "a legitimate excuse" not to engage in spontaneous interactions, when outside.  

People who knows me of long standing, and even those I met for the first time, will never think I have social anxiety, or become distress about social situations. 

I myself never thought I would experience panic attacks for a simple dinner get together, a date with a friend, school events or later on even in running events, after already running races countless of times.




From 5K - Full Marathon


Followers of my blog, my different social media channels, always ask me the same question: how can you still smile after running?!

I felt, I can write for years and years and I will never be able to put in words, how running and reaching the finish line each and every time,  gives me hope, happiness and a heart that feels so alive.

This blog and many other blogs I've written, is my attempt again and again to give life to the story of my life.  A story I would like to share to those out there, who feels hopeless in life, devoid of happiness, and heartbroken because life feels so painful each time they breathe.



28th of August 2011
My first 5K race
(Mom in Balance Pink Run)
in Amsterdam Bos

24th of September, 2017
My fourth marathon!

Berlin Marathon



Running 2011


The goal to run a short distance in a huge marathon event, and finish in the Amsterdam Olympic stadium was the first step of Happy Feet in the Netherlands towards Berlin Marathon 2012.

8th of August, 2011
I walked 8 km
on my first day of training
to run
8 km distance at
TCS Amsterdam Marathon

28th of August, 2011

20 days after I walked 8 km
I ran my first official 5K race
in 44:58
being the 54th finisher out of 62 women





I replaced my ASICS from 2003,
after my 5K race with this pair in 2011,
which I ran with in my first
(8K) Amsterdam Marathon






In 2015, I created a blog series to help me with writing unshared race recaps of 2011 -2014.

The Running 2011 blog, summarised in images my first months of building up my mileage towards running my aspired first marathon.


I successfully build up every month from August to November, running each month a race in succession : 5K , 6.4 km, 8 km, 9 km, 10K.


A harmless comment from a race volunteer in my first 10K race (my first "last runner" race), a  yearly Winter cold, and in hindsight the beginning of anxiety attack for races made me skip the 15K race.   I was very excited to run a 15 km race to successfully end the year 2011; my first very exciting 4 months of running. 


Bruggenloop is a 15K race I will eventually run, after my panic attack of 2011, for 4 consecutive years.


Since I was not able to run the 15K race, my initial enthusiasm  (ambitious in the eyes of many, who did not know me, my reasons for running and my personal motivation) and confidence to be able to run a marathon within 6 months was dented.  This "unaccomplished" goal will haunt me in years to come and it will affect my running both positively and negatively.


Instead of going to Rome to stubbornly attempt what others thought was impossible, I invited 3 other enthusiastic runners, who are now good friends to run a marathon relay with me in Hamburg.  It was the first edition of running in teams to complete the marathon distance in 27th edition of the Hamburg marathon event.



Hamburg Marathon 2012


Thank you for reading this far!  :) 

I can't wait to look back, and share each race recaps from August 2011 - September 2012.

It would be a great pleasure to know if you are reading along! Please leave a comment.  OR share this to a friend, you feel could use a story to give them encouragement to keep going.




06.10.17
Friday
13:04

Thursday, May 18, 2017

What's Up Buttercup?

Before I publish BACK TO BERLIN Week 13 - 17 marathon training updates, I had to write a post "glueing" these weeks to Week 18. 
One of my mini-goals on the way to running the Berlin Marathon 2017 is to have a "seamless" documentation of my marathon training
I have not been able to (personally) satisfactorily achieve this in the 3 previous marathons (2012: Berlin, Amsterdam; 2013:Paris) I finished. Nor did it happen in my attempts after 2013.
Marathon training had often helped me successfully implement changes in my life, which I struggled to realise or was too mentally blocked to complete.   There is something about the structure of marathon training that makes me, simply put : get things done; things, which  I usually procrastinate on.
One of the many things on my "get it done list" is to write a blog post shortly after a difficult period during marathon training.
A blog going back to business but also acknowledging the fact, I went through a depressive episode.
A blog sharing how I got over it, how I am moving on, how recording my process helps me, and how I hope sharing it will help others, may they derive strength from it, during their own difficult period. 
Writing after recovering from a mental health issue, is a ritual (before blogging, I wrote in my personal journals), I often - very often! - skip. After many years, I realized it is necessary for me to write recovery thoughts to help myself heal faster and prevent relapses.
So, here we go.

a snapshot I took after yesterday's run, in between biking home

"The buttercups, bright-eyed and bold,

Held up their chalices of gold

To catch the sunshine and the dew."

- Julia C. R. Dorr, Centennial Poem, line 165.

Yesterday . . .


I ran my 47th training marathon training run in Spanderswoud. It was the hottest run I've ran so far in 2017.  Many said (I did not check the temperature) it was a 28 degrees Celsius day.





Besides the hot and humid climate of the day, what sets this run apart from all the other run was it's "unpredictability".  I changed every direction I took seconds after I checked in with my brain. 


"Mind Games; Meditation in Motion"


What does this mean? I'll try to explain it as simple as I can: the moment I am about to follow what I planned to do, I changed it seconds before I  put myself into action, towards the direction I have to go to follow "the plan".  

For example, yesterday, my route was Loodijk.  I also call it The Windmill route; this is my favourite 5K route.  There are no cars to watch out for, the roads are well maintained, and I can focus on a steady pace because there are not a lot of visual distraction. The path is for the most part, a straight meditative wide space.



After 5 years of running, I revised this route.  2017 5K Loodijk route goes like this: I bike out of our village (almost a mile), and park my bike in front of Restaurant Loodijk.  From there, I start running and as soon as I hit 3 km, I turn to go back the same direction I came from, and end my run at Restaurant De Molen.


My running schedule varies but I always seem to run this route while the restaurant is still closed.

This gives the opportunity to do a few easy short yoga poses in peace before I head back home. I love looking back at work out pictures with the windmill behind me. :)

I have come to call this windmill route my Zen zone.



Spanderswoud


So, how did I end up in Spanderswoud?  


Picnic with M in Spanderswoud
20th of April, 20117

M is personification of fun. Always full of ideas. Always a great energy to be with,


Left, Right, OR Straight Ahead ? Surprise!


I had to create a "Surprise!" moment for my brain to get it "excited", tickle my neurons out of it's inertia, shut the door to the interlopers mania and melancholia.

"Surprising my brain" - keeping it guessing - is  something I do, when my mental block becomes extremely hard to break through or I broke through a major mental block and I feel a new one coming on. 

Is it healthy to practice this method?  Is it counter-productive in the long run? These and many other questions are something I don't dwell on - yet.  It  is a method, that works for me, and as long as I don't have a better one, I will continue to use it.




How did I do this yesterday?

When I finally got myself out of the house, and on my bike, I turned right instead of biking straight on towards Loodijk.  This "surprising my brain in split second" was what I did the next 36 minutes and 44 seconds of my run in Spanderswoud.





It was fun because it was like going through my own spontaneous created maze.  The activity distracted me from obsessing about the heat.


Marathon Training: Week 15-17


2017 running stats, so far


I've been terribly struggling mentally since Week 15.  It was a rapid swing from bad to worst state of mind,  and the time of respite in between was not even sufficient to get back from bad to even a simple okay.

The same old story.  After weeks of great positive flow (14 weeks - not bad in hindsight!) , I dove and fell flat on my face and before I can utter the words, "Not this again!", I am physically weighed down by my depressed body.

This recent experience has led me to the decision of seeking help and taking medication once again, after almost a decade of doing without.


A Minute...

------------------------------------ just a minute, please ------------------------------

I write this post to have something to come back to.  

This is - as I often say in my blogs of the same mind-decluttering kind - not a self-pity party post, OR "I need help" silent cry in the internet (I will ask, if I do need help. Something I have learned the hard way, and practice as often as I can to not lose the skill...), or "look at me, look at how strong I am, and how I prevail...".

No.  This is a documentation. This is me hoping, what I document will help me in my process.  This is me hoping, what I document will help someone else in their process

------------------------------------ read on; thanks. :) -------------------------------

A minute of planking is a meditative minute


My Mind in a Basket (Case)


Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
A ya-ya-ya
Grasping to control
So I better hold on


Yesterday, I broke through my stubborn mental block (it started creeping in at Week 15 and it got worst between Week 16, and persisted in Week 17),   of going out for a  run.

I have another blog still in draft (written on the 4th of May), which I wrote when I was able to pull myself out of inertia mid-way through Week 15.

As soon as I have the time and peace to work on that blog again, I will continue to put in details the many things I did to help myself through this episode of depression.  I got a great run after writing that unpublished blog, in Week 17.

In brief, what always help me stay strong during my depression, and eventually help me recover, are these:

  1. The knowledge, that I have been through the same thing, the same cycles before and manage to come out of it, again and again.  I've been recording my process in my journals since I was a teen-ager, and in 2006, I started writing blogs anonymously.  Between 2011-2012, is when I slowly publicly wrote blogs about how life is with with bipolar disorder, my rapid cycles of depression; how I deal with them and strive to focus on a simple life - a life with quality with my family.
  2. The generous and unwavering support of my family, friends near and far, and kindred souls on the net, whom I have yet to meet in person but through the years, have been catalysts in helping me, help myself in ways that changed my life for the better.
  3. Words of kindness.  Words of inspiration. Words of empowerment.  They are everywhere and we all receive them, when we meditate, pray, or ask the universe for them.
  4. Baby steps.  This is powerful. If you've suffered from minor, major depression or have helped or witnessed someone who went through or is going through depression, you know each step, no matter how seemingly random, mediocre, or seemingly pointless - a step is a step. A step is a small movement towards improvement.
  5. Helping others.  It seems ironic that at a time, I obviously need the help, thinking of helping others makes me get better.


Stop and Smell the Flowers...


“The earth laughs in flowers.” 
― Ralph Waldo Emerson


No. 5 on the list of what helps me stay strong and recover from depressive episodes, has come to be one of the main source of positive energy for me.

"Be there for others". These words are words I encounter  the most in my search to make sense of depression, living life with depression, making the best of life with depressive episodes and moving on and living a good in life in spite of scars left behind by each depressive cycles. 

Experts in mental health share this wisdom; people who went through with and still are dealing with mental health issues, when they share their experiences in books, or in various mental health websites - they all speak and write about : being there for others as a way to get yourself out of your head, and  out living life, as one should.

I know I am strong. I know there is a now, and a future for me, where the stories of how I face, and overcome my mental pain and struggles will help alleviate the pain and struggles of someone else.






Last night my partner - exhausted from a day of "everything went wrong" day at work - laid his head on my lap.  He told me for the hundredth time, how he enjoys me caressing his head, running the palm of my hand  up and down his back.  He sighed almost close to falling asleep, how my voice  (no matter, what I am talking about! :D) soothes him, and can put him to a peaceful slumber. 

As I ran my hand through his hair, and ran my palm up and down his back, I renewed a much repeated promise: I will share my story. Repeatedly. I will write my story.  Leave a written legacy for our girls, for those who need the story, for those  who want to understand, for those who do not want to feel alone.

A story of how someone never gave up, how no one should ever give up on life, and how  we can all keep finding ways to not let mental health issues become an enemy but a source of inspiration on being there for others, living, loving, persevering, understanding and sharing.

Sharing is Caring.



Do you have a story to share? Besides sharing your own keep moving stories, stories of helping and being a friend, do you have any other ways of "being there" for someone, who struggles (with or without mental health issues) ?  I always love to read and learn more from others and their experiences.

Please share your story, or questions in the comment box. OR send me a message via Facebook (click the link on the caption above or click on the link at the right side of this page to be redirected).  Or reach out via email: happyfeetinthenetherlands@gmail.com.

The story we share of helping others and ourselves can empower many.


HAPPY FEET IN THE NETHERLANDS



created 18th of  May, 2017 11:00 

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

BACK TO BERLIN: WEEK 8

Story behind the 5K run



“Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do. Do not bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.” 
― William Faulkner


This Week's Purpose


I love beginning the week with a sense of purpose.  


My purpose this week (Week 8 : 06.03 - 12.03) is bring back focus on my 2017 plan: simplify, declutter and journal (for structure and therapeutic process).  I've let myself be distracted too much!

In order to realise my week's intentions, I think it is necessary to have a writing schedule I can stick to . ***** (please, see at the bottom of the post, how I fared at the end of the week with my intentions)




“Courage doesn’t happen when you have all the answers. It happens when you are ready to face the questions you have been avoiding your whole life.” ― Shannon L. Alder

I noticed in  my Instagram postings,  last week and beginning of this week (I am writing this 8th of March, and will update during the week), how much faster I can recover from negative triggers, once I write about them, right away.

This recognition reminds me, how important it is that I focus on completing my book project, this year.  Again, the marathon training is helping me stay on track, not only in taking care of my physical health but more importantly of my mental self-care.


The Training Week - Stories and Statistics



06.03.17, Monday:

0  biking (J brought her to school, and K picked her up)






The photo above was taken after  my morning run!  



Went out for a run around 11:30 - 11:35 and
happily posted on Instagram Stories right after!

It's my 20th run since I began training.



I was too happy with my simple accomplishments - too happy to care, that I look like a hag in this video! hahaha

Running makes you feel good and look good! Promise. :D

Hope this video clip works :




Last week Wednesday's, (1st of March) selfie,  taken to remind myself the day might feel bad, when you woke up but you can change it, if you set your heart to it!

Story behind how I turned a "crappy feeling" to a good vibes day!



I am very happy with my progress!

I know from experience, that the marathon adventure is not only continuous progress.

There will be stumbles, road blocks and challenges along the way.

The more reason I have to celebrate small success and significant improvements, when they happen!


Funny, I cooked the same soup (SO GOOD and so simple!), which I prepared last week Monday! A delicious coincidence. :)






07.03.17, Tuesday: biked 20 km, did a couple of NTC workouts!

Since Monday, I am trying to record, "how my average day" is via Instagram Stories. I'm not sure if I can complete this week. My plan is to blog about mindfulness training in my May blogs.  This activity is a sort of warm-up for that.













I tried a new dish, inspired by @nicolevorderman's IG story.

The recipe is originally from @donderdesign's boyfriend.

They are both inspiring runner's I met and follow on Instagram.


08.03.17, Wednesday: biked a total of 3 km  ("A", a mom friend, brought M to school because she saw us biking in the pouring rain) 


Women's International Day! 

I had planned to run 8 km in the morning to honour this day but alas my calves were painful and stiff, thus I decided to rest one more day.  The weather helped with this decision! It was pouring almost the whole day, and stopped late in the afternoon.


Since the friend, who  helped bring M to school, also picked her up after school for a spontaneous playdate with her son (M's classmate)  I had longer time than usual (Wednesday is half day at school) to dedicate to catching up with chores, I've sorely neglected.

Yup, on International Women's Day, I exercised my right to be a better homemaker! :D



@voltwomen
I had two bikes to bring home, after M was brought with the car, so I decided to lock my bike and pushed M's bike home.  In the afternoon I simply walk to pick up my bike and rode my bike to pick up M from her playdate.

This day has been a good training day, after all! REST (from running, counts as training too!), biked a total of 3 km and walked a total of 3 km.  

Mentally the rest did me well.  It was great to do chores without feeling stressed about it. What  also helped a lot reduce stress is go through my neglected to do list.  After having done, the things I have been postponing (cancel CPC race, write/reply to friends messages, send emails, finish blog Week 7!)



09.03.17, Thursday

Biked 20 km and documented my morning via Instagram Stories for my mindfulness project.

My left calf, foot did not let me sleep until way past midnight. I stretched and massaged it the whole evening.  When I woke up, I felt the positive result of a day's rest and helping my foot recover.














I was happy I got a run in before I picked up M from school!



Temperature was great but it was a very windy bike ride home!



10.03.17, Friday: REST day







11.03.17, Saturday

WE were BABYSITTERS for the day (noon until dinner) to my adopted grandchildren (P's grandkids from his daughter, in his first marriage)




After I helped P get settled with the little ones, I went out for a short run.  When I left them, they were outdoors, after having finished their snacks and were waiting for the popcorn to be ready for them.






I was back in time to help P serve the cute ones dinner.






12.03.17, Sunday:  CPC Run 2017 - 10K Race 

(UPDATE 08/03/17: cancelled in favour of running near home to have quality time with the family) 
Background story of why I skip this year's CPC race



Story of Sunday's challenging 13K








Total  :   43 biking km / 35 (rounded off ) running km


***** P.S. On the purpose of this week - I did not make time.  

This blog is updated mid-week of Week 9, and I am not feeling well mentally and physically, so obviously I am in dire need of some peace, my writing therapy and less time on Instagram. 15.03.17 15:34

UPDATE  15.03.17 17:24 : publishing this blog, and writing the blog draft of Week 9, helped me regain more mental balance.



✓ Week 1, 2 and 3 (Biking : 188 km Running (started 3rd week: 21 km)
✓ Week 4 (Biking : 60 km Running : 13 km )
✓ Week 5  (Biking : 50 km Running : 29 km )
✓ Week 6 (Biking 0 Spring BreakRunning : 29 km )
 Week 7 (Biking : 60 km  Running : 36 km)


Week 8 (Biking : 43 km  Running : 35 km) 08.03

8  weeks of Biking : 401 km
6  weeks of Running : 163 km




created 08.03.17 11:55, Wednesday
updated 15.03.17 17:24, Wednesday