Last night I was lying in my corpse pose—AKA almost asleep in a room full of semi-strangers—at my favorite restorative yoga class and I found myself running through an amazing canopy of fall foliage. It looked exactly like the setting of the marathon I ran three weeks ago in Park City. As the instructor played a variety of tibetan singing bowls, the vibrations felt familiar.
"Holy shit, am I meditating? Is this it? Have I found my third dimension?"
I have a hard time focusing. I don't think that it is ADD or anything like that, just a product of our current culture of multi-tasking. Thus, meditating has never been easy for me, but this got me going.
The marathon I ran a few weeks back was my first. I had never run more than 22-ish miles at once and I wouldn't say I exactly followed a training plan. The goal was to finish and to maybe do so without crying or having the worst of times.
The morning of the race I woke up to rain and reports of 12+ inch snow drifts toward the summit of Park City.
"Well this will be interesting."
Instead of turning to my normal state of stress-the-fuck-out Monica, I somehow brushed it off and decided I was going to just "go for a run and check out the scenery."
During the race I managed to keep running a solid 90% of the time, make friends, jump off a mountain bike dirt jump, loudly make airplane noises as I banked turns and laugh hysterically several times.
I passed racers taking photos with their iPhones stating, "We want everyone to see how miserable this race was." I had no idea what they were talking about, I was having the best time.
Until my "aha" moment while laying on the floor covered in essential oil and on the verge of mouth breathing, I couldn't explain why I enjoyed the five and a half hours I spent in my own head during that race.
It seems clear now, I was just meditating.
If you live in Jackson, WY and are looking for a time and space to spend some time in your head I highly recommend attending the Medicine Wheel Wellness Restorative Yoga Touch class on Monday nights 6:45-7:45.