A massive risk to take

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It dawned on me over the weekend that I’d “done it.”

Taken a huge risk and it’s now paying off.

9 months ago I remember thinking to myself…

What if no one thinks it’s a good idea? What if it’s a flop and I just get rejected?”

Everyone hates rejection right?

But sometimes you just got to have a crack and back yourself.

And sometimes, like this time, it pays off and in a big way!

The risk I took was reaching out and seeing if 5 other women (who didn’t know each other) wanted to join me on a crazy adventure in New Zealand.

5 days of trekking carrying our own packs and food whilst dealing with the elements.

I knew a few women would be interested, but getting a total of 5 committed was a little daunting.

Fast forward to today and different personalities, stages of life, work commitments and lifestyles have all blended into an eclectic mix of women, that seems to be working for us!

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Fear can be such a strong emotion and the more I’ve felt it in my life, the more I’ve grown to respect it.

And the older I get, the more I realise fear will never go away – it will always be there especially when I want to try something new, or do something again, that I couldn’t do the first time.

It’s a real thing.

But you can’t let it stop you – life is way too short.

Feel the fear and do things anyway, I say.

You never know where it will take you.

Jods x

Are you a cherry picker?

 

 

Cherry picking.

The term used to describe the picking and choosing of workouts, based on what you are good at or feel like doing.

You hate lifting heavy, and you know it’s a heavy lifting day.  You tell yourself it is sooooo boring and you don’t feel like you get a lot out of it, so you choose to leave it today.

*cherry picking*.

You are tired, and find out that today’s workout is a 40 min AMRAP (as many rounds as possible) and you decide, it’s best to maybe just rest instead. Forty minutes might be too long for me today, right?

*cherry picking*.

You wake up and it’s raining…and the run you planned with a mate is debated over via text message starting with, “Hey, it’s raining, should we leave it today…?

*cherry picking*

We’ve all been there and that “we” includes me.

But it leaves us missing the whole point of this fitness game.

Little bits done regularly add up over time, to give you strong muscles to chew through fat, a fit heart so you can bound up stairs and vitality to combat stress and have you glide through your day.

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And here’s what cherry picking gets you (from my own personal experience)…

…it gets you de-motivation and the guilt trips – that sucks for sure.

… sore muscles, stiff joints and aches & pains from lack of consistency with your training.

…lazy friends who support your *cherry picking* who help justify your x, y, z reason.

…getting on and off the bloody bandwagon, which is downright exhausting.

I’ve test and measured just showing up vs cherry picking. Showing up has helped me in so many ways that I could not have imagined.

I show up to my training when I tell myself I’m too busy, and it transfers over to the paperwork that I’ve avoided since Nella was born. Filed. Done.

I show up to my training when I’m tired, and it lifts my mood and motivation so that I do more in the workout than what I first expected. Bonus work means more results.

Nice!

I show up to my training in the windy rain and walk for 2 hours with soaking wet clothes, blisters on my toes and end it with the deepest feeling of satisfaction from experiencing the power of discipline. Doing something when it was the last thing I want to do.

Self-esteem boosted. This girl is on fire!

And here’s how you show up.

Stop over-thinking.analysis

Stop over-analysing.

Stop any conversation from starting in your head and just start moving out of bed, to the car, before your brain has any idea of what you are doing. I dare you to show up and see where it takes you.

Jods xx

I didn’t see it coming.

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It’s taken me a solid few months to want to talk about this.

The words embarrassed and even humiliation come to my mind when I think about what happened.

And the last word that comes to my mind is feedback.

Feedback can be a bitch sometimes.  But it’s worth its weight in gold, if you take it on board as an opportunity for growth.

The feedback I received was back in January some time and was silent, indisputable and shocking.  The kind of feedback that’s often confronted with a whole lot of excuses and laying blame elsewhere.

I rocked up to a CrossFit workout and amongst the group, Mum and Dad turned up as well.

They’ll often train in the same class as me so it wasn’t out of the ordinary. The workout was explained, warm up was performed and the group was ready. The workout started with a 1.3km run and I was feeling good that day. Actually, I was feeling fast.The timer counted down, 3, 2, 1 and GO.Game on.We set off and I hit the lead quickly with a solid pace.

I could hear the thumps of feet behind me and between you and me, it felt right that my 65 year old Mother & Father were behind me.

Of course they should be – did I already mention they are 65 and I’m 36!

We turned the corner and started approaching the hill.  It’s a slight rise over about 300 meters, so a steady solid climb.

And when I hit the start of that hill, something happened.

My legs started slowing and the thumps behind me grew louder and closer.

I pushed on more, and then the thumps were on my tail, and in real-life slow motion….the thumps passed me.

I had to do a double-take when I saw that the thumps were from my Father.

He strode up the bloody hill and left me behind.

Bloody hell – how does that happen?!

I pushed on more, but no matter how hard I pushed I was beaten fair and square.

Is this really happening right now?!

I thought I was fit – and YES, of course I thought I was fitter than my Father.  I could list the excuses that popped up in my mind as I processed the feedback that day, but really excuses are irrelevant and counterproductive for growth.

I swallowed the feedback and took it on the chin.

And I started running more.

Quit any excuses leaving your mouth and own up to it and take yourself forward.

That’s the best way to take that sort of feedback.

And remember, it doesn’t define who you are, it’s just an opportunity for growth.

Jods x

The simple formula for achieving your goals

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I’ve always followed a simple formula whenever I’ve set out to achieve something in my life.

Little or big achievements, the formula doesn’t change.

Be x Do = Have.

If you want something in your life (Have), then you must have the right attitude, skills & beliefs (Be) and roll your sleeves up to do the work (Do!).

Let’s break it down briefly…

BE…Am I being the right person to achieve this goal? Am I being prepared for training, being disciplined and being diligent in knowing what I have to do next and not leaving things to chance.

DO…Am I doing the right type of work for this goal? If you are training for a marathon, make sure you are running! Running smart, doing intervals, with a few steady distances thrown in and all with the “progressive overload” principle applied.

HAVE… Is the result of the Be x Do. Time and time again when I hit a roadblock with my HAVE, something that’s frustrating or holding me back or maybe thrown me off path, I sit down and have a look at this formula.

Things are happening slower than what I’d like… Do I just need to do more work? Or am I skimping on the work and coming up with a whole lot of reasons why it can’t be done, from a lack of belief? Maybe, something pops up and gets in the way, which I wasn’t expecting…..

Do I need to learn a new skill to overcome this? Or maybe I just need to adjust my attitude towards the unexpected?

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It’s a formula.

So simple and so powerful.

When you break down your formula and apply it to your goals you’ll be amazed at what you learn about yourself.

It can be totally confronting and enlightening all at the same time.

So be prepared with an open mind and excuses parked outside of it.

Be x Do = Have.

Who’d ever think that algebra would be useful?!

Jods x

I made a mistake…

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It occurred to me last week my training plan has a fatal omission.

Seriously.

It’s only 4 weeks til I fly out to New Zealand and without this one thing, I’m in big trouble without it.

How could I have missed this in my planning?!

This thing – that’s super important and (apparently) life threatening is my Yonder Goal.

Huh?

My Yonder Goal.

The goal after I’ve done this….the next thing for me to focus on when I get back.

I know from past experience that it is super easy to work hard towards something, rock up to race day, event day or fitness testing day and complete the challenge I had set for myself and then get lost in the busyness of life.

Weeks go by.

A few months pass.

And I’m sorta training.

Kinda.

Hit and miss and a wandering fool.

For me, having a Yonder Goal gives me clarify and focus.

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It’s not something I have to work on now or worry about, but it’s planting the seed so that when I fly back into Australia, I’ll know how much down time to have, and then get back on the horse again.

I haven’t come up with my Yonder Goal yet and will let you know when I do…but I’m glad I realised it now with 4 weeks to go and not 4 weeks after I get back!

And one last thing.

I know that not everyone is not wired like me, so this will either resonate with you or it won’t.

Take what works for you and discard the rest.

Happy Training!

Jods x

The honeymoon is over

Every Friday night without fail I start dreading it.

Thinking of ways to get around it or avoid it.

I’m talking about my 4:30am alarm on my Saturday morning to get me up and Trek Training at Mt Cootha.

The honeymoon lasted about 2 weeks and then the reality set in.

We all experience that honeymoon phase when we start something new and mine went something like this…

“Oh, I think I might do a Trek in New Zealand and invite some other ladies along and we’ll all lugg around 16kg each on our backs, carry and cook our own food, NOT have showers at the end of the day and do this 5 days in a row.  That sounds like fun!”

I’m deep in trek training at the moment with 5 weeks to go.

Saturday mornings are the day we do a group hike at Mt Cootha and it’s the toughest session of the week, with our backpacks getting heavier and heavier every week to get our bodies and minds conditioned for what’s about to unfold.

It’s hot, it’s hard and it’s gruelling.

It’s mentally draining after a big week of business, babies and not seeing my Husband that much.

But I know it’s part of the deal.Jodie trekking

I know it’s what I signed up for.

The honeymoon has well and truly left the harbour.

I’m totally motivating you right now aren’t I? (note sarcasm)

Here’s the thing.

It doesn’t matter how old you are, how fit, unfit or how strong or weak you are.

The honeymoon always ends.

Learn to accept that.

After the honeymoon there’s always “work,” just like night follows day.

It always has and always will.

If you are waking up, finishing work or getting to the weekend and aren’t feeling motivated – welcome to the club.

My name is Jodie, nice to meet you :)

Jods x

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I dare you…

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Every morning without fail, we have Dragons come into our home.

And the Dragons also bring baby Dragons.

For the life of me, I have no idea where my two little girls got this idea from, but being 4 & 2 has it’s bonuses in that you have a wild imagination that has no boundaries.

Initially I tried to dismiss the Dragons that were in my Bedroom at 5am, when the girls would wake up & join me in bed.

“Gen, there are no Dragons or baby Dragons in the house, please go back to sleep”….cue me rolling over and pulling the blankets over my head.

But no.

There were Dragons, big ones, that were going to eat us.

So I did the only thing I could think of.

“Ok Gen, how many Dragons are there?”

“There’s 2 Mum, that one and that one”, she said pointing to empty spaces in the room.

“Ok, well Mum’s going to have a talk to them, ok?” I reassured her.

“Ok, Mum”, she answered with the most quizzical look on her face.

“Morning Dragons!” I cheered to them.

“Dragons, you know, it’s really early in the morning & you can’t come into my house this early. I’m going to ask you to leave now… ok?” I asked nicely – but very firmly.

The Dragons didn’t move & looked at me, trying to call my bluff.

“No, noooo…you can’t stay, this is My Home and I’m the Boss, so you must listen to me.”

The Dragons started to get the idea that this Mum was really in charge.

“Your Baby Dragons can stay & have Breakfast with us, but only if they listen  to me…ok?”

The Dragons agreed & explained to their Babies that Gen & Nella’s Mum, Jodie, was in charge.

“Ok Dragons, nice chatting with you, & I hope you have a nice day. You can come back later to get your Babies, ok?”

And off they went.

By this time, Gen & Nella were ooing and ahhing over the Baby Dragons that were now in their little hands.

Stroking them, talking to them & reassuring them that we would look after them.

The rest of the morning went off without a hitch & the Baby Dragons joined us for Breakfast & have done so most mornings ever since.

So, what the hell do Dragons & Baby Dragons have to do with anything?

Gosh, where do I start?

Going with the flow.

Accepting what IS.

Asserting your authority :)

But really, what I want to pass on is the power of your Imagination.

 

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The ability to dream, ponder, create. Ideas spark, inspiration lights up & hopes begin to soar.

Anything you’ve ever achieved in your life, was once just a spark of your imagination, where ideas pop out of nowhere & start to take shape.

Holidays, Travel, New Jobs, New Homes, Education, Goals, Adventures, Hobbies, Business Ideas, New Sports or even Relationships.

All started off with a little question, “I wonder what that would be like…?

Your life is just one big mass of imagination rolling out year after year.

If this concept feels foreign to you right now, just remember you were little once too, with a vivid & wild imagination.

Your ideal life is never out of reach & it can get bigger & better.

I dare you to wake up tomorrow morning & talk to the Dragons in your room about what you’ve got going on in your life & share your hopes & dreams with them.dream2

I. Dare. You.

They’ll listen & nod & affirm your dreams to you.

You are never too old to dream.

Never.

Jods xx

The 3 reasons I hate CrossFit

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Let’s cut straight to the hate.

#1 Hate.

My Mum & Dad, who are 66yrs of ripe old age, do it.  And my Dad has a hand disability which leaves him unable to make a grip with his left hand.

They come religiously 4 times a week and choose the right scaling options for themselves and finish their workouts –  all the bloody time.

I hate it because there’s no excuse for me to skip a workout, saying it’s too hard, too technical or too anything else.

There’s no out.

There’s always a Scaling option which means you can’t hide.

#2 Hate: It’s hard.crossfithard

The very nature of CrossFit is born from high-intensity training which essentially means  – do more work in  less time.

It’s confronting, humbling and just down-right hard work.

You can’t escape it and you already know before you go to a workout it’s going to be hard.

The sort of hard that leaves you fitter, stronger & faster – pity about that. (Note sarcasm)

#3 Hate: It’s never-ending.

Back in the days before I CrossFitted I was pleased with myself to have “mastered” strength training, got my shiny little black-belt in Tae Kwon Do and dabbled in Triathalons along the way as well.

There was an end-game in a short space of time and mastering the skills was always within reach.

But with CrossFit it’s a never-ending game of being a beginner – again and again and again.

You have to swallow your pride, be patient and enjoy the journey, because the destination is a long way away.

Wall Balls, Double Unders, Clean & Jerks, Toe to Bars, Snatches, Squat Snatches, Muscle-Ups, Rope-Climbing… Ummmm should I continue?DSC_0069-v2

Boredom is nowhere in sight and I hate knowing that there’s a plethora of skills to master, and can only be mastered when your basics, your foundations are (mostly) flawless.

It’s a long-game, not a quick-fix.

Patience Jodie, Patience.

Jods x

The one thing to stop worrying about

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I could see she was in the hurt box when I walked past and then heard her quick remark to Tony…. “You know we started early, don’t you?

The woman was training with my beloved – God help her.

And she has done so for years, so she’s not new to Tony, and Tony’s not new to her.

Coming back to Training after a good hurrah over New Years is always hard, but coming back to Training with Tony is harder.

I knew she was stalling him and letting him know loud and clear she was happy to finish the session then and there.

And then Tony responded. “What…. Are you worried that you’ll get too fit?”

Case in point.

In that instant I chuckled.

Don’t you hate it when “they” are right? “They” being your Trainer.

We all do it.

Focus on the hurt.

Wishing it would stop.

Thinking…. I’ve done enough for today… Surely?!

 

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But you know what? There’s always that little bit more inside.

That extra effort, rep, minute, round or lap around the block.

That extra effort is where real change – real results are.

Getting fitter, faster, leaner and stronger only happens with overload – not comfort zone load.

Don’t let that little voice inside of you tell you any lies.

And next time you are in the hurt box, don’t worry…..

You won’t get too fit – so push on soldier!

Jods x

3 little words….

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I had the pleasure of catching up with a wonderful woman and her children on New Years Day for a play in the park, and our conversation quickly turned to the new year, resolutions and goals in general.

She shared something with me that left me utterly intrigued and me wanting to leave right then and there, so I could go do it myself.

She shared with me that she doesn’t do the “normal” write down your goals thing, but she sits down and asks of herself; “What 3 words do I want to FEEL MORE of this year?”

Kinda cool if you ask me.

She spent some time on New Years Eve putting pen to paper and came up with her 3 words that are meaningful and motivating – for her.

And that’s the interesting thing, is that Humans (that’s you and me), are motivated by feelings.

We all want to do stuff, see stuff, get stuff, but ultimately all of this “stuff” in our lives just gives us the feelings we desire.

You want to lose weight, not because of the number on the set of scales, but because of the feelings that you attach to that number.

You want to feel better, happier, more alive, content – whatever the word is for you.

Makes sense?

So rather than just focusing on writing down the typical I WANT X, Y, Z this year, I wrote some of my own words down and thought I’d share them with you.

Here we go.

Brave.  I want to feel more brave. Take more risks. I want to feel the fear and do things anyway.

Strength.  I want to feel more of my inner-strength that laughs in the face of doubt and is soul-nurturing, (not face-slapping) when I’m tired.

Rich.  I want to enjoy richer relationships with those close to me, connect with new folks and feel rich with amazing memories of laughter, connection and meaningful conversation.

But.

Here’s the thing.

To create these words will take effort.

Things are not going to just “happen” without structure, a plan and implementation.

But, when you’ve got the feeling clear from the get-go, it will make it a whole lot easier to implement when the honeymoon period of New Years is over.

So, what about you?2015

What do you want to feel more of in this brand new spanking Year?

Jods x