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Climbing the Mountain

Today was my tenth hike up this mountain. It is a 1567 foot climb in elevation, a 4 mile loop. It’s hard for me to climb this mountain. I am 50 lbs. overweight. I have asthma. I am not yet as fit as I want to be. But I did it. And that makes me feel really good. Not everyone climbed a mountain today.  But I did. One day I may be one of those people who run up this mountain, or one of the ones who can carry a conversation right up to the top, or one of the ones who appear to barely break a sweat. But right now, I am the one stopping every few minutes to catch her breath. I am the one letting others pass. I am the one wondering if my legs will give out. I am the one stopping to use my inhaler. I am also the one taking in every ounce of refreshment from that cool breeze, and I am, quite possibly, one of the most grateful …

Today I’ll defer to the dog

  My inner critic has run amuck, haranguing me with disapproval. I am resisting its critique of my worthiness and capabilities. Then I remember, don’t resist. What you resist persists. Observe without attachment. Observe without attachment. But I have attached and internalized its assessment of me. I’ve got to shake this mood. Take a walk. I grab the leash. The dog is so happy he knocks himself over with his exuberant tail wagging. We take off down the street–a mile and a half round the corner, up the hill and back. The sun is shining. The weather is perfect. We both feel good and happy and fulfilled. I am back to work. He naps on the floor beside me. For the rest of the day, I’ll defer to the dog’s judgment of my worthiness. He thinks I’m pretty spiffy. What else do I need? Weekly Writing Challenge: Lunch Post 

How I Broke All the Rules — But Still Quit Smoking

First published on Huffington Post  on September 3, 2011 I was a smoker for 28 years. This month I celebrated one year smoke free. Even though I tried to quit many times before — probably 20 to 30 times in the last 10 years — this time felt different. This time it stuck. If you are struggling to gain your freedom from cigarettes, I hope I can give you a few new tactics to try. This is what made the difference for me, once and for all. In many of my past attempts, I tried the usual tips and tricks. I set a quit date, threw out the ashtrays and elicited support from friends and family, but in the end the standard methods didn’t bring me success. So this last time, I broke nearly every rule but still managed to quit. So what made the difference? I finally challenged the belief that I needed a cigarette. “I need a cigarette.” Smokers say or think this all the time in any number of ways. If I …