Running- Through My Eyes

So, I was running the other day… yes, what else is new?

I was running through Central Park, my required 5 mile run for half-marathon training… ok that’s kinds cool but what does it have to do with eyes?

And I was in total awe of how beautiful the park was with the setting sun sparkling off the snow and ice, which was covering the ground and trees.  It looked something like a winter wonderland.  A silent white glistening undisturbed other-world.

I suddenly had the desire to show everyone what beauty I stare at when I run.  I wanted to share that with everyone.

It’s the same way I feel when I’m running Hudson Greenway/ Riverside Park path and the George Washington Bridge appears for the first time in the distance around a corner, peeking up from behind the trees.

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Or the way I felt on New Years Eve on the downhill final mile of the run- New York City all lit up for the night coming into view in all it’s splendor and glory.

I don’t know how to show it.  To share what I see.  And I don’t know if any of you would care.  I can’t find words to do the view justice… and I can’t stop a run every 2 minutes to take more pictures.

So what’s the point of this post?  
I don’t really know.  I do know that I haven’t written in ages and that when I’m running these are just things I realize.  I suppose, what i see is so often what keeps me going.  I’m almost finished with week 2 of training and it’s starting to take me to places that are truly challenging.  I know it will only get harder before it gets easier and I reach the final prize.  And when I’m somewhere in the middle of a run and my mind starts to talk me down and get tired I start looking around me.  I put myself in the present moment and open my eyes to truly see what I’m in.  I distract my mind with light and shadows and eventually it clears and is calm and quiet.  My body takes over and I look on.

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I had someone ask if I get emotional when I run… or when I’m done with a run.  My reply- Yes.  “When I do a really good run- in time, distance, or just feeling- I get a little choked up at the end (and sometimes in the middle when I hear my mile count and get really proud of myself).  Partly because it’s over, and partly because- in that moment- I feel so powerful and amazing”.

I’m discovering how personal running can be.  It’s become more then just a workout routine for me… more then just a way to lose weight or make myself forget about how lonely I am.  It’s a time when it’s just me.  I have to be honest and true to myself and no one else.  It comes down to myself- body and mind,  my shoes, and the road(or the tread mill).

I still have a long way to go to 13.1 miles… then eventually the big 26.2.  In fact, in about 12 hours I’ll be out on a 5 mile run to wrap up this week.  But the only one who’s gonna get me there is me. 

What keeps you moving?  Comment, Share, Like, Follow, Tweet (@nychristiane) or Instagram (@nychristiane).

lovealways, christiane

On the 4th and 5th Days of Fitness!

Yes- I know I didn’t write yesterday but I did workout.  This post will be for both days and that’s actually great cause they are things that really work together and that I’m discovering a passion for.  So here so go!

On the 4th Day of Fitness, I ran 4.45 miles in under an hour.  This is really good for me and I was (am) very pleased and proud.  I used to feel self conscious about running long sweaty runs cause I turn so red, even when I’m well hydrated… Till I realized no one cares. The process may not be pretty, but it feels amazing when it’s done. Set a goal, reach it, and go beyond! I’m training myself for longer and longer runs! Remember it’s important to stretch before and after a serious run and do core work- it helps you stay lifted and move safely.

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I got really worn out in towards the middle of this run.  My mind started taking over and I almost just stopped at 3 miles, but the only way to get better and go further is to push yourself… and I had told people I was planning a 4 mile today, I didn’t want togo back on that!  My body was fine to keep going, it was a mind over matter thing.  The best thing to do is to keep breathing and think of something else, then just go!  After this run I felt really proud of myself, satisfied, and accomplished.  Already in just the few days that I’ve been back seriously at the gym, I’m beginning to see and feel changes in my body and my mind!

Then, on the 5th Day of Fitness- Pilates session! Pictures here- the “Big 5 Ab Series”. Core strength is incredibly important, it helps you stand, walk, and sit with good posture as well as aid in making your mid-section look great! Jo Pilates believed that quality of movement was better then quantity of reps, especially if you are targeting and using correct muscles. A good workout doesn’t always have to take all day or even require a fancy facility.

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Some of you may know, most of you may not, that I recently went through Pilates mat teacher training and I am (for all intents and purposes) a certified Pilates mat teacher!  I decided to do this training for a few reasons (there will be a post more dedicated to this later) but one was that I wanted to be able to incorporate more core work into my gym time and I wanted to know how to do it correctly, and what I was doing anyway!  Pilates exercises, when performed correctly, can be done really every day.  Low reps done right will strengthen, lengthen, and tone your muscles.  There are always modifications for something to be more or less difficult depending on the person or they way your body is feeling that day.

I took it easy today.  I love core work and doing it at home means I can listen to Christmas music while I workout, not fight with someone to find a spot in the stretching section of the gym, and be more comfortable.  It’s important to give your body time to rest between long runs and hard workouts… this allows your muscles can regenerate after being worked and helps prevent injury from overdoing it on tired joints and work muscles.

What have you been working on?  Share here!  And follow, comment, like, share, etc.  Stay warm, be well, and sweat!

lovealways,    christiane

Infatuated: Blue Skies, Wide Open Spaces, and Me

I really think this title says it all. So let this be a photo entry accompanied by some words, instead of the other way around.

I’m not sure when my love and interest in bright blue skies first came about, but I know I first noticed this infatuation on top of Elk Mt. in Oklahoma.IMG_0030.PNG
You could see for miles in all directions. It was breathtakingly beautiful, the water reflecting the intense blue of the sky, and that sky meeting the land far off in the distance. Up there was the first time I realized I would have been very happy to sit for hours just bring under that sky, looking at it’s beauty and power… Feeling small and humbled, but also beautiful.

For years I took for granted the majesty and beauty of Southern Illinois, where I used to spend my summers and now where I run to in an attempt to escape New York City and regain… Or maintain… Some of my sanity. There, un-impeded by sky scrapers and city lights, you can see sky, trees, water.

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I have come to realize that I could happily be under and look at a blue sky, really anywhere, and by so happy. Now I don’t just mean any blue, I mean that piercing, intense, clear, powerful blue sky that says “yes, look up from your phones, get up form your office chairs, and come outside. Look up at me and bask there, totally unchained from all other daily problems. Just be”.

I’m not saying you can’t see a phenomenal sky in New York City, because you can in fact.

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You just have to be in the right place, but even then there is usually a building standing in the open blue. And all to often, you may only get a small glimpse as you move through the dark underground of the city.

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I believe there is something very deeply rooted in us, that draws us to nature in some form. For me, the blue sky… Being able to watch it go on and on. Yes it can make me feel small and vulnerable, but it also gives me a view of endless possibilities with plenty of space and time to try them all. When I’m distracted by a perfect, uninterrupted blue sky, I never feel lonely or lost. I’m reminded there’s so much more out there.

Ever had a dream where you fly? Well, I can tell you- it’s the best way to see the sky!!

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For more fun pictures, check out my Instagram @nychristiane ❤️. And follow, share, like, comment! I always love to get feedback and support.

Love always, Christiane

Remember to check out my original choreography “Shaded Blue” posted in Sharing is Scary Part 1

TGI…F! almost to perfect

Hot water- Check
Lavender epsom salt- Check
Bubbles- Check
Easy reading book- check
Relaxed…

almost check.

Yes- after an early morning, a few hours at work, and a long walk up 3rd Ave, I finally made my way home to a quiet apartment and had prepared myself a wonderful bath. I wanted nothing more then to sit in peace and relative quiet letting the hot water work it’s magic and relax my tired feet and sore back while reading the last few chapters of “The Devil Wears Prada” (yes, I reference it all the time… ok ok, no comment).

No sooner had I finally felt just a tiny bit of calmness soak into my body then someone starts banging… pounding really… on the apartment door. Ringing the door bell and POUNDING! As I tried to tune it out, telling myself it must be a delivery or someone selling something (because believe me, nothing was gonna pry me out of that hot water and bubbles), my phone began ringing– the building super. I answer but of course can’t understand a word he is trying to say… so I fly out of the tub and throw on something decent. He’s outside the door, looking upset…

Apparently our tub can’t handle baths and had flooded into the apartment below us. To the minute I have no idea how that managed to happen, as it has no cracks and the water wasn’t overflowing onto the floor or was barely close to full (granted the bubbles made it look much more full… but not the water)!! I was quickly deprived of my relaxing quiet time and thrown back into reality… where I seem to have an endless “To Do” list and tight neck.
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I realize however, that if the biggest complaint of my day is that my bath was cut short, I don’t have it all that bad.

Had a productive meeting with my boss at work– that is the planned starting point for my post tomorrow– and enjoyed NOT having plans all afternoon so I could take a long leisurely walk up 3rd Ave. from 16th to 65th (and called that my workout for the day) in search of some jewelry at Pier 1.

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I realized today though, how much I want… no, NEED the upcoming 2 week trip to souther Illinois and our family summer cottage on the Mississippi River. The things you learn to live with- the noise for one… like how I spent easily 30 minutes heading an endless beeping noise but not bothering to investigate it cause I thought it was outside when it was just my roommates alarm–, or without for that matter- like a car or time outside… walking everywhere because the subway is SO hot and you are inside at work most of the time so a little sunshine is needed-, can end up driving you crazy but this city is so non-stop you hardly realize… sometimes only when it’s to late.

Some of that I’m sure I will touch on later… there are obviously things I’m beating around the bush writing… partly because it’s hard, partly because I know that a wrong word or phrase or description of the situation could cast a very bad light on people I do care about and that’s not what I have any intention of doing… so saying no more until I can say it right.

And I guess that’s a wrap on this post! I think I’m going to enjoy what is left of my quiet Friday night with desert and a movie. Go to bed early and be up for work bright and early tomorrow.

Thank you all for following, liking, commenting, and sharing… but most of all thank you for reading this blog. I love writing and while I know it’s more like a journal at time, I hope to get it some structure and theme and just continue to share with you all my life adventures in NYC… cause that’s were it all started if I remember correctly!!

Love always, Christiane

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OH the 1 Train!

If you live in New York City, you know that the weekend trains are an insane mess… Even more so then the MTA normally is. So this weekend, while the A Train is not running up to my stop, I get to take the 1 Train. One never knows what to they are getting into and today was NO different.

Let’s backtrack:

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Shakiera may have beaten Pat at foosball, but I played winner and won! 😉 ❤
Last night I was out at a "going on tour" night out for one of my longest and best friends, Shakiera. (If you found and read last nights post, disregard that, it's been taken down… I should NOT write posts while out drinking and bar hopping! So my apologies!). I had an amazing night with wonderful friends… But getting home at 2:00am when I've been up sense 6:00am the previous morning, makes for a tired Christiane on a Sunday morning. This morning I let myself sleep in, read in bed, and eat late. How many times does one get to send off their friend on a year tour?! I messed this up with my former boyfriend and learned a lesson… Friends won't forget you when away on tour. It gives you time apart and great stories for the time you are reunited!

Then it was back to work. YogaWorks on the weekends is sunny, quiet, relaxing, and entertaining.

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Usually on Sundays I throw the windows wide open and sit with as much of me outside close to the sun as possible with a good book between class check-ins. And today was no different.

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The whole point of this preface is to put out there that I’ve been out and about for the past few days and so further work,p, while waiting for the 1 Train at 66th I just want to be left alone to listen to my music.

But does that happen today? NO. No no no it does not. No sooner had I gotten settled at my preferred end of the platform was i approached by a young man. At first I thought, “oh great, I have to give directions to one tourist who probably has no concept of East and West…” So I remove one earbud. Instead of asking for directions he starts flirting, FLIRTING, with me. A 28 year old part time doorman is flirting with my all the way up the line from 66th to 145th, and I about lost it. Dude, I’m sweaty, tired, recently out of an important relationship, working over full time, and trying g very hard to NOT be rude but I’m not interested!

Of course, as soon as he got off the train, my face relaxed and expressed everything I was feeling and wad noticed by a few people on the train near us who had noticed how much he was talking to me. One was a sweet girl who, I had over heard is also a dancer., of course this sparked a conversation between us and it turns out she just booked her first cruise job after moving to the city. We talked dance shoes a bit. She’s nervous and excited… But it felt so good to wish her the best of luck and assure her it will be a great experience as she got off the train. I’m usually not one for small talk on the trains but this was nice… Different. So to the girl I net today on the 1 Train uptown after 8:00pm today… I don’t know your name, but have a great trip!!
It feels like the world is giving me a chance to fix my karma.

Needless to say, tonight required a lovely glass of wine with dinner while watching one of my favorite New York City based movies, “The Devil Wears Prada”.

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And yes, I’m eating out of Tupperware crashed in the living room. #apartmentlive #lifesyle haha.

And that’s my big story for today. I don’t know what the universe has in store for me. One minute I’m wondering when I will awake from the lonely confusing nightmare I feel like I’ve been trapped on for the past 2.5 months… Another I’m tempted to hug a total stranger, but fellow dancer, on the train and wish her luck… Another I’m wishing I’d worn baggy pants and a T-shirt instead of trying to dress myself stylishly today so I’m left alone after work.
I don’t know.

But I do know I have a long day of work ahead of me tomorrow… So I will say goodnight and post this for your reading pleasure.

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Thank you all for tour support! Maybe eventually this blog will start to take on a style or focus… But for now it’s just stories

❤ always, Christiane

#TBT

So, it’s Thursday. In the social media world it’s Throwback Thursday and I thought I’d put up a photo “gallery” throwback post.

That past 2 1/2 months have hardly registered with me due to the overwhelming number of events , horrible and wonderful, that have occurred. However, because of this I’ve been taking tons of photos to hold onto some of the moments so I can remember them later… And now I can share them with all of you!

None of them will have titles or explanations, it’s just my city life in review.

As per the usual, feel free to Follow, Like, Comment, and Share! As you will see all of these pictures are from Instagram… So find and follow me there too!! @cadancer13 (I follow back!)

<3always, Christiane

Here it goes (in no particular order, thanks wordpress):

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