Where, where, where, where’s Wally?

Can you spot Wally?

Did you find Wally or Wenda?!! So maybe it wasn’t quite as tricky as your typical Where’s Wally but it seemed to give people immense happiness to tell us ‘We found Wally!’. Now multiply this by at least 1000 times given that there were 10, 000 entrants to the 2013 Melbourne Tough Mudder (TM) Saturday session – and no, it didn’t get tiring by the end of the day at all….

 Still can't find Wally...

For those in the dark as to the concept of TM, they are hardcore 20 km-long obstacle courses designed by British Special Forces to test all around strength, stamina, mental grit, and camaraderie. It has become a worldwide phenomenon and has quickly turned into an annual event, or bi-annual, on people’s calendars. Now wayyyyy back in June last year, a friend of mine asked if I wanted to be in her non-running TM team. In the comfort of Italian gelato, sun, and Rosé, the challenge of TM seemed like a brilliant idea – “Yep, count-me in. Extremely excited to crawl through kilometers of mud, get electrocuted, and jump into arctic temperature water. Sounds great!”. Note to self – use brain next time.

As a result, Saturday the 19^th of January saw a 5:37am alarm and drive down to Philip Island – about a 1.5hr drive from Melbourne. If any international readers get a chance, Philip Island has a penguin parade, a bit of surfing, and annually hosts the motorcycle Grand Prix. Definitely worth a visit. It had been arranged that I would meet my fellow teammates down there. Now, this could have been a difficult task to locate two people amongst 10, 0000 participants. Add in the factor of a Where’s Wally costume and it wasn’t a problem. After registering, getting our TM numbers, having this written in permanent marker across foreheads and down arms, Team Wally was ready to rock and roll.

 

At the start line with Ben and Lisa

Team Wally was a little special. In October 2012, Lisa and Ben welcomed Jaime Horowitz into the world. As such, Lisa had only done a few weeks of training post-pregnancy. Benny has also recently gotten back into boxing training after taking some time out of the ring. Add in my missing bit, inability to walk long-distances, a wheelchair to get around in, our Wally outfits, we made for quite a team.

A couple of days before TM, I was considering pulling out of the event given all my hip dramas and lack of ability to walk 18km’s. I jokingly said to Lisa that doing it in my wheelchair would solve all my problems.  I was absolutely blown away and extremely touched when she turned around and said, with no hesitation, “Han, Ben and I will push you around. You are part of the team and we won’t be leaving you behind!”.

As such, the 10:45am start wave saw Team Wally complete with wheelchair push off onto the Grand Prix circuit. The first obstacle involved essentially jumping into a giant ice-bath. Lovely. After that we had lots of obstacles involving mud, barbed wire, tunnels, rivers and mud mountains. TM is truly unique in that it isn’t a competition to cross the line first – it is a completion event and everyone lends a hand – regardless if they are in your team or not. Generally our pattern was Benny and Lisa would alternate between pushing me between the obstacles, then Lisa and I would start the obstacle while Benny would take the wheelchair around so I could jump back in afterwards. Admittedly I did get a few looks when I would athletically jump out of the wheelchair but we also had offers of help coming left, right and centre. A memorable moment was getting to a river obstacle and having the lifeguard paddle across on his board complete with wheelchair in tow. The ethos and complete willingness of strangers to carry my wheelchair across mud ponds, provide hands and knees to get over walls, or shout words of encouragement, made TM extremely different from any event I have ever participated in.

 

Our skin was glowing the next day

 

It took a lot of scrubbing to get my wheelchair clean

 

I said brrr - it's cold in here, 

there must be some mud in the atmosphere...

However, disaster struck when halfway through the course my hip started to get a bit niggly and my body started to shut-down a little because of an inability to deal with the cold/wet combination. Hopefully I have painted the picture a little as to the type of people that Ben and Lisa are, and when I apologetically said that I would have to pull out, there was no questioning my decision – only complete support. With the assistance of Ruth, Lisa’s mum, we tracked down a St John’s first aid volunteer via a security guard. While waiting for St John’s to arrive, the security guard wrapped his blanket around my completely muddied body and chair to help ease my chattering frame. Natalie from St John’s then came along and wrapped me in a space blanket. The end result was Hannah the Michelin Man.

 

Han in my role as the new Michelin Man with 

the awesome St John's First Aid Team

The treatment and care from the St John’s volunteers was second to none. My core temperature quickly rose and my blood pressure normalised from 80/44. It was quite ironic that trying to recover from my mild bout of hyperthermia, I got completely sunburnt as my previous application had been washed off through all the mud baths. If anyone wants to take a guess as to my number sunburnt onto my forehead, feel free to leave comments.

 

Any guesses anyone?

While the day was filled with drama, I feel extremely grateful to have such amazing friends and privileged to have received the unreserved support and encouragement from complete strangers. And that is my weekly challenge to you dear readers for the week – helping another person in some small way without expecting anything in return. I guarantee it will bring a smile to your face!

 

Tough Mudders with little Jaime, our newest recruit

Until next time,

Ride safe, ride with a smile, ride in the moment,
Han

 

If anyone needs some shoes...

Shaking off the New Year Resolutions and Setting Goals for 2013

As we start to get settled into 2013, those New Year resolutions we made with both fervour and passion just after the stroke of midnight can quickly be forgotten. We can start the year off with the best of positive intentions, “I am going to make study notes throughout semester this year at uni”, or “I will become fluent in Italian”, or even “I am going to keep my desk tidy for the whole year” – and we all know how that last resolution will end…

 

 

It is important to start the year properly; this includes taking the time to sit down and pen those resolutions or dreams into goals. It is a bit like when you are driving somewhere new, say for example we are driving to Timbuktu. We know vaguely where it is, think we know how to get there but then find we are actually driving through Nigeria. Having goals is like having a road map on how to get to Timbuktu; goals are more than just scribbled words on a piece of paper – when written correctly, they help us to focus and direct our energy on what we want to achieve.

Now you have probably done goal setting before and are probably thinking “Yeah, yeah, I can set goals in my sleep”. However, sometimes we need gentle reminders and pointers that result in a subtle change that can make a huge difference. So, some ideas for when you sit down to set your goals:

·         Ensure your goals are in alignment with your values and don’t contradict one another

o   For example – there is no point setting a goal of making a million dollars this year if another goal is to spend meaningful time with your family and friends each week through different activities, as well as win a world championship medal. The first goal is incompatible with the second two – both in terms of time commitment and the philosophies behind each goal.

·         Develop goals across different areas of your life

o   If we have goals relating to areas such as sport, career or education, family, music etc., then this can help with balance in life – you aren’t putting all your eggs into the one basket and aids in a holistic life approach. Just remember the first dot point – ensure your goals fit with one another.

·         Goals are written in the positive

o   No point focusing on what we don’t want to have happen or what we want to leave behind. We need to give our subconscious brain the right goals to focus on, rather than have it thinking about ‘’that purple elephant sitting on the roof eating cake”.

·         Use the SMART acronym when setting goals

o   Goals need to be Specific, Measurable, Achievable, Realistic, and Time-framed. So if we use a previous example of “I want to become fluent in Italian”, a SMART goal would look something like “It is December 2013 and I have just received in the mail my Level 1 Translator Certificate from the National Accreditation Authority for Translators and Interpreters”.   See the difference?!

·         Have both big picture goals and stepping-stone goals

o   The example above is a big picture goal – how are you going to get there? Stepping stone goals provide the pathway and break the bigger goals down into achievable chunks.

·         If it hasn’t become obvious yet, you need to WRITE YOUR GOALS DOWN!!!

o   Writing down your goals provides a roadmap to success. It is also important once you have written down your goals that they are literally in your face. You need to be constantly feeding your subconscious about what you want. So before you go to bed each night, get a feeling, thought, picture and sound of what it would be like to achieve your goal. Make it real, believe it – that way, you are well on your way to achieving it. Maybe even stick your goal on the bathroom door!

What goals will you achieve in 2013??!!

 

 

Until next time,

 

Ride safe, ride with a smile, ride in the moment,

Han

Umm, errr, maybe....

Decisions. We all make hundreds of them every day from the time we wake up till our head hits the pillow.

We make routine decisions, such as the type of cereal to have for breakfast - "do I have seven Weetbix like champion cricketer Brett Lee or some Nutri-Grain like the Iron Men?", or how to get to work - "thanks Metlink, second Glen Waverley train to be cancelled this morning - why didn't I cycle in?! Oh yeah, no lycra that isn't transparent..."

We make financial decisions - "do I spend my entire paycheck on these killer red heels?", we make ethical decisions - "I am definitely getting the organic, free-range, green etc etc eggs for breakfast", we make decisions that relate to our health - "bring on those stairs!" (Bonus points if you work in a skyscraper - just a few flights there), and we make multiple decisions that will affect those around us - "Can I offer you my seat madam?" or "Yep, let's go in for the first kiss"....

And then we have the big stuff. The decisions that will definitely change your life - "Will you marry me", "Do I buy this house", "Do I want children", "What university degree do I do?", "What type of toothpaste do I use"... Ok, maybe not so much that last one. But hey, in 20 years time, it could turn out to have been a big decision in terms of fillings and being able to eat a whole bushel of apples.

I have recently had to make some decisions that I would place into the big stuff category. Decisions that have potentially helped to shape at least the next three years of my life, and hopefully well after that as well. And after writing that last sentence, seeing those words in text, has just made my decision a whole lot more real! And for anybody starting to get excited - no, I am not getting married/pregnant/have bought a house/moving to the Bahamas to live with Johnny Depp.

To help paint the picture a little, I went away to Europe in the middle of last year with a hope of having an epiphany on a mountain as to what I should do with my life (aside from the sporting aspect of it all - Rio 2016 has never had a question mark).  While I created memories of a lifetime, I didn't have any sudden great revelations. But I did come home with the conviction that I needed to use the gifts I have to help others - all religious/ spiritual /life teachings 101. Nothing radical there. But how to do that was The Question.

Being the nerd that I am, I naturally started making lists of what makes me happy, what skills I have, and how these would be of use to anyone else. Now, if you are a first time reader to this blog (welcome), I am an avid believer in happiness, wellbeing, balance, attitude, and mindfulness. Regular readers may or may not have noticed some of these themes - hopefully the affirmative!

With all this in mind, it became clearer that becoming a life/wellbeing/happiness coach (terminology is still TBA) was something that would fit - I will make a career out of helping other people to be happy, be the best that they can be, find balance, and live life to the fullest. Perfetto.

Now for the how and other big decisions. Again, being the nerd that I am, I have decided that one of the best ways for me to achieve this goal is to have both practical AND  research foundations in the area. Enter the PhD.

For those unfamiliar with a PhD, essentially it is a three year+ adventure that will revolve around conducting research into my area's of interest, provide me with both practical and research experience, and result in a 100, 000 word thesis. No dramas right?! (Fingers quivering slightly over the keyboard).

But back decisions. I was blessed to have been offered scholarships at a few different universities and was given the opportunity to work with many different amazing people. It felt like trying to choose between a black forest cherry cake and a triple-baked chocolate cheesecake. Now I realise all decisions may not be quite so pleasant, but this decision will affect at least the next three years, where I will live etc etc. Having talked to lots of people, made pro / con lists till the cows came home, and still not getting anywhere, I was given some advice:

When making a perceived difficult/big decision, make the decision and let it sit for a little while. See how it feels. This helps to remove all the conscious clatter generated by thoughts and emotions, and lets your subconscious/intuition/gut feeling guide you. If it feels totally wrong or right, you will know then which way to go. And while having choice is amazing, freedom comes when you make the choice and fully commit to your decision.

So if you ever are feeling extremely indecisive and overwhelmed by a decision you need to make, why not try the above method - who knows, you might decide to have eight Weetbix and become the next Brett Lee*...

"Be decisive. A wrong decision is generally less disastrous than indecision." Bernhard Langer



Until next time,

Ride safe, ride with a smile, ride in the moment,
Han


*For those unfamiliar, Brett Lee was one of the fastest bowlers in the world and an Australian cricketing legend. I am also putting a disclaimer out there that eating eight Weetbix will turn you into Brett Lee.