
Life has thrown me a curve ball. With snow pack in the Salt River Range at 200% above normal, some flooding is happening near my home. My house is well beyond any danger from the water spilling over the riverbank, but flooded pastureland a couple of hundred yards from my property has raised the water table under my home. We installed drains, sump tanks, and pumps for this purpose years ago, but the job was only around 85% finished; however, with some time, labor, and money the system has been completed. It works! Still, my septic system is under water and unusable. The whole situation is inconvenient, demands my attention and time, requires the use of my financial reserves, but is certainly not the end of my world.
Instead of devoting my full attention to my twelve-step wellness challenge, I’ve been forced to make some compromises. For a brief moment, I was tempted to scrap my plans and restart this health experiment, but my better judgement prevailed. I hit the pause button on some minor parts of my challenge (minimalism and blogging), cut back a little on other aspects (training for the bike race), but continued full-steam ahead with other aspects of my plan (the daily dozen, meditation, and yoga). Above all, the step of service is at the top of my twelve challenges. To make my wife and son more comfortable, I DIY’d a grey water system so we can wash dishes, use the washing machine, and bathe. In addition, I’ve fully recommitted myself to my organic vegetable farm and providing some the best produce available to thirty-five families.
Thank goodness school has ended because I can farm and make the time to fully reengage in the challenge. The following four observations came to me during the past several weeks:
Meditation is a very powerful tool. I tend towards being an all-or-nothing guy. This is very useful most of the time, except when things go wrong. Being forced to serve the comforts of my wife and family by readying our home to deal with the rising water table required me to sacrifice some of the time and energy devoted to my challenge. As usual, my mind worked me over a bit. I found myself comparing my journey to other inspirational stories, like Andrew (Spud-Fit) Taylor or Rich Roll. The compromises required of me spurred the temptation to bag it all. However, I strongly feel that my meditation practice allowed me to let go of negative thinking, eliminate self-inflicted, unrealistic comparisons, and think things through. In the end, I feel I made good decisions because of meditation. The simple practice of paying attention to my breath and letting thoughts and feelings pass on by has taught me how to stay with discomfort, let go of all things negative, and patiently wait for clarity.
A well-balanced diet counts too. Although I have no reference to support my assumptions, I feel that the balanced diet produced by sticking to the guidelines provided by the Daily Dozen program results in extremely stable blood-sugar levels. Consuming a wide variety of plant-based foods (vegetables, whole grains, fruits, nuts and seeds, legumes, greens, and more) keeps all the systems in my body steady and full-functioning. This too enabled me to keep a level head, maintain great energy reserves to work long hours, and have that extra spark to continue training for my 154-mile bike race around the Tetons.
Yoga is the foundation of my fitness and overall health. Long ago, I arrived at this conclusion. The first time flooding occurred six years ago—a wake-up call and blessing in disguise—I fell apart emotionally, mentally, and physically. For whatever reason, I chose yoga to heal myself physically. Since that time, I have reconnected with skiing and cycling. Bombing down double black diamonds and pedaling up, down, through, and around the Bridger-Teton forest has occupied most of my down-time over the past five years. I have remained relatively injury free (except for an encounter with a cow moose). I credit my lack of injuries to yoga; it gives me strength, flexibility, coordination, and balance. Later I came to realize that my practice has also helped me to develop presence and calmness of mind. My hour and a half of yoga each morning was manna from heaven during this year’s flooding. Yoga makes me feel really good, allows me work really hard, and reduces my anxiety.
Physical activity is a great antidote for stress. My training rides have been shorter than planned, but more intense. I’ve enjoyed taking my frustration out on my legs, and in the process my heart and lungs have become stronger. I’ve noticed how at fifty I literally bounce up and down stairs with ease, even after a full day of farm work, yoga, and cycling. In my early forties, this was certainly not the case. (I was winded after climbing a half set of stairs, a memory that still haunts me.) This is certainly one less major stress. I feel very well; better, in fact, than I felt in my thirties. Life Is Good!