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		<title>By: dyanavalentine</title>
		<link>http://dyanavalentine.com/2009/why-wait-40-days-of-our-bodies-day-25/comment-page-1/#comment-328</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 23:44:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wagon, schmagon, M Arsenia: what matters is that you mean it and you shift your philosophy and even your language to support yourself and keep moving forward. Grandma&#039;s KNOW, don&#039;t they? Listen to the Angels and move your booty--NOW. Don&#039;t try, do it. NOW. I&#039;m on your side. Call me and you can keep me on the phone while you DO IT. Now. For real. You made a strong and good daughter--listen to her:)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wagon, schmagon, M Arsenia: what matters is that you mean it and you shift your philosophy and even your language to support yourself and keep moving forward. Grandma&#39;s KNOW, don&#39;t they? Listen to the Angels and move your booty&#8211;NOW. Don&#39;t try, do it. NOW. I&#39;m on your side. Call me and you can keep me on the phone while you DO IT. Now. For real. You made a strong and good daughter&#8211;listen to her:)</p>
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		<title>By: marseniabrown</title>
		<link>http://dyanavalentine.com/2009/why-wait-40-days-of-our-bodies-day-25/comment-page-1/#comment-304</link>
		<dc:creator>marseniabrown</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 15:00:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Congratulations, Dyana! I am excited to see your 40 Days celebration and also embarrassed with myself for falling off the wagon.  I am better understanding the treachery of perfectionism...if I can&#039;t do everything right then I why bother doing anything!  I feel disappointed and frustrated about not staying on task. Monkey mind distraction evolved into self criticism.  I started to criticize myself for not being better at yoga at this point in my life, then for not being better at Tai Chi, then scolding myself for being lousy at things I once did as easily as breathing. I really hated what I&#039;d become.  I had begun to edit as I wrote, rather than free-write (&quot;regurgi-writing&quot; is what my daughter &amp; I call it - just throw it all over the page) I withdrew from my schedule, wrote bitterly about my &quot;loser-ness&quot; in my journaling and put mundane tasks ahead of my personal work as an excuse to not care for myself.  It is an insidious practice to use others&#039; needs as an excuse to avoid tending to your own needs.  Consciously watching myself become mired in this cycle I grew angry with myself and more discouraged.  I have felt ashamed to drop the ball in our group, for not giving support to myself and each of us.  Two things are helping me get my behind in gear: At my daughter&#039;s urging, I joined NaNoWriMo 2009. with her. (&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nanowrimo.org&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;www.nanowrimo.org&lt;/a&gt;) We had last minute change-of-plans on the day before it began on Nov 1st, but we promised each other we wouldn&#039;t allow ourselves to make excuses.  We packed up our laptops and carried them along to the out-of-town event we needed to attend so we could be ready to go on Nov 1st.  The afternoon of NaNoWriMo Day 1, we sat on the patio, away from the chaotic family gathering with extension cords running to our laptops and typed away for two hours.  I felt optimistic again.  I loved sitting there in community doing what I love to do.  I forced myself not to make it perfect.  I laughed aloud at my cuckoo perfectionist tendencies as they arose. &quot;Oh my god this sentence is not working!  Why would anyone want to read this? I have to keep writing horrible stories with horrible sentences because I will suck if I write nothing!&quot;  Even now I am resisting the urge to backtrack and edit this comment, learning more about &quot;forcing myself to allow&quot;.  I have uncovered and recognize my fear of failing, my fear of justifying my own mediocrity.  I spoke with my grandmother yesterday, 99 years old, will be 100 in May. She recently moved into a rehab facility to recover from broken hips.  She told me about her day, about her physical therapy, her occupational therapy and then how she takes walks around the facility to keep herself busy until bedtime.  Keeps herself busy?! Wow!  I have angels all around me telling me it&#039;s ok to start-over and also showing me that I really can&#039;t come up with a good excuse to quit because none exists.  I&#039;ve got to keep trying.  Generations on both sides of me are showing the love and encouraging me to keep picking myself up.  Well, my daughter&#039;s way of showing the love is by yelling, &quot;Mom!  Stop being such a freak and just do it!  You&#039;ll be happy!&quot;  OK,  I am stopping being such a freak now.  Your open honesty has helped me reveal this fearful, painful process to myself and now to you.  Thank you. - MB</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Congratulations, Dyana! I am excited to see your 40 Days celebration and also embarrassed with myself for falling off the wagon.  I am better understanding the treachery of perfectionism&#8230;if I can&#39;t do everything right then I why bother doing anything!  I feel disappointed and frustrated about not staying on task. Monkey mind distraction evolved into self criticism.  I started to criticize myself for not being better at yoga at this point in my life, then for not being better at Tai Chi, then scolding myself for being lousy at things I once did as easily as breathing. I really hated what I&#39;d become.  I had begun to edit as I wrote, rather than free-write (&#8220;regurgi-writing&#8221; is what my daughter &#038; I call it &#8211; just throw it all over the page) I withdrew from my schedule, wrote bitterly about my &#8220;loser-ness&#8221; in my journaling and put mundane tasks ahead of my personal work as an excuse to not care for myself.  It is an insidious practice to use others&#39; needs as an excuse to avoid tending to your own needs.  Consciously watching myself become mired in this cycle I grew angry with myself and more discouraged.  I have felt ashamed to drop the ball in our group, for not giving support to myself and each of us.  Two things are helping me get my behind in gear: At my daughter&#39;s urging, I joined NaNoWriMo 2009. with her. (<a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org" rel="nofollow">http://www.nanowrimo.org</a>) We had last minute change-of-plans on the day before it began on Nov 1st, but we promised each other we wouldn&#39;t allow ourselves to make excuses.  We packed up our laptops and carried them along to the out-of-town event we needed to attend so we could be ready to go on Nov 1st.  The afternoon of NaNoWriMo Day 1, we sat on the patio, away from the chaotic family gathering with extension cords running to our laptops and typed away for two hours.  I felt optimistic again.  I loved sitting there in community doing what I love to do.  I forced myself not to make it perfect.  I laughed aloud at my cuckoo perfectionist tendencies as they arose. &#8220;Oh my god this sentence is not working!  Why would anyone want to read this? I have to keep writing horrible stories with horrible sentences because I will suck if I write nothing!&#8221;  Even now I am resisting the urge to backtrack and edit this comment, learning more about &#8220;forcing myself to allow&#8221;.  I have uncovered and recognize my fear of failing, my fear of justifying my own mediocrity.  I spoke with my grandmother yesterday, 99 years old, will be 100 in May. She recently moved into a rehab facility to recover from broken hips.  She told me about her day, about her physical therapy, her occupational therapy and then how she takes walks around the facility to keep herself busy until bedtime.  Keeps herself busy?! Wow!  I have angels all around me telling me it&#39;s ok to start-over and also showing me that I really can&#39;t come up with a good excuse to quit because none exists.  I&#39;ve got to keep trying.  Generations on both sides of me are showing the love and encouraging me to keep picking myself up.  Well, my daughter&#39;s way of showing the love is by yelling, &#8220;Mom!  Stop being such a freak and just do it!  You&#39;ll be happy!&#8221;  OK,  I am stopping being such a freak now.  Your open honesty has helped me reveal this fearful, painful process to myself and now to you.  Thank you. &#8211; MB</p>
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		<title>By: dyanavalentine</title>
		<link>http://dyanavalentine.com/2009/why-wait-40-days-of-our-bodies-day-25/comment-page-1/#comment-207</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 02:54:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yahoo, M Arsenia--way to raise the bar and honor what your art is calling for. This is fantastic!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yahoo, M Arsenia&#8211;way to raise the bar and honor what your art is calling for. This is fantastic!</p>
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		<title>By: Why Wait? 40 Days of OUR Bodies: Day 25 — Dyana Valentine &#124; Triathlon Leisure Knowledge</title>
		<link>http://dyanavalentine.com/2009/why-wait-40-days-of-our-bodies-day-25/comment-page-1/#comment-202</link>
		<dc:creator>Why Wait? 40 Days of OUR Bodies: Day 25 — Dyana Valentine &#124; Triathlon Leisure Knowledge</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 19:06:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Read the original post: Why Wait? 40 Days of OUR Bodies: Day 25 — Dyana Valentine [...]</description>
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		<title>By: marseniabrown</title>
		<link>http://dyanavalentine.com/2009/why-wait-40-days-of-our-bodies-day-25/comment-page-1/#comment-200</link>
		<dc:creator>marseniabrown</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 12:53:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Dyana,&lt;br&gt;I am enjoying a soothing increase in energy - better sleeping, calmer mind, looser back - and added afternoon yoga after Ms. Angela&#039;s post. Also, I realized after the second day of sitting down to 1000 words that I was writing a mix of journaling and creative writing in the same batch.  It was somewhat unsatisfying as my mind wandered back and forth between two necessary expressions.  I opened two documents and let my mind wander between the pages as needed.  Now I write 1000 words of journaling and a separate 1000 words of fiction toward my stories.  I have a hunch that I&#039;ll be separating the different stories soon to write 1000 words toward each story.....I&#039;m loving this!  Yay, Dyana! Yay, All of Us!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Dyana,<br />I am enjoying a soothing increase in energy &#8211; better sleeping, calmer mind, looser back &#8211; and added afternoon yoga after Ms. Angela&#39;s post. Also, I realized after the second day of sitting down to 1000 words that I was writing a mix of journaling and creative writing in the same batch.  It was somewhat unsatisfying as my mind wandered back and forth between two necessary expressions.  I opened two documents and let my mind wander between the pages as needed.  Now I write 1000 words of journaling and a separate 1000 words of fiction toward my stories.  I have a hunch that I&#39;ll be separating the different stories soon to write 1000 words toward each story&#8230;..I&#39;m loving this!  Yay, Dyana! Yay, All of Us!</p>
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		<title>By: dyanavalentine</title>
		<link>http://dyanavalentine.com/2009/why-wait-40-days-of-our-bodies-day-25/comment-page-1/#comment-199</link>
		<dc:creator>dyanavalentine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 12:21:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Alisa: are you saying triathlon in 2010 for you?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maria: thanks for joining the love here--what will you take on with your inspiration? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;M Arsenia: way to take it to heart. How did you double your output, specifically? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SO amazed by you wonderful women!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Alisa: are you saying triathlon in 2010 for you?!</p>
<p>Maria: thanks for joining the love here&#8211;what will you take on with your inspiration? </p>
<p>M Arsenia: way to take it to heart. How did you double your output, specifically? </p>
<p>SO amazed by you wonderful women!</p>
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		<title>By: marseniabrown</title>
		<link>http://dyanavalentine.com/2009/why-wait-40-days-of-our-bodies-day-25/comment-page-1/#comment-198</link>
		<dc:creator>marseniabrown</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 11:20:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Angela, you are a light!  Early into this commitment the temptation to &quot;slack-off-then-play-catch-up&quot; was looming.  Your story encouraged me to push over the hump and double my output!  ROCK ON TRIATHLON MAMA!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Angela, you are a light!  Early into this commitment the temptation to &#8220;slack-off-then-play-catch-up&#8221; was looming.  Your story encouraged me to push over the hump and double my output!  ROCK ON TRIATHLON MAMA!</p>
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		<title>By: Why Wait? 40 Days of OUR Bodies: Day 25 — Dyana Valentine &#124; SwagSodDope LIVE</title>
		<link>http://dyanavalentine.com/2009/why-wait-40-days-of-our-bodies-day-25/comment-page-1/#comment-197</link>
		<dc:creator>Why Wait? 40 Days of OUR Bodies: Day 25 — Dyana Valentine &#124; SwagSodDope LIVE</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 18:25:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] The rest is here: Why Wait? 40 Days of OUR Bodies: Day 25 — Dyana Valentine [...]</description>
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		<title>By: maria rosa</title>
		<link>http://dyanavalentine.com/2009/why-wait-40-days-of-our-bodies-day-25/comment-page-1/#comment-196</link>
		<dc:creator>maria rosa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 15:30:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Angela, it&#039;s wonderful!! Once again, I&#039;m just starting to make the gym my daily routine.  You are my new inspiration to add on something else more challenging.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Angela, it&#39;s wonderful!! Once again, I&#39;m just starting to make the gym my daily routine.  You are my new inspiration to add on something else more challenging.</p>
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		<title>By: clearwriter</title>
		<link>http://dyanavalentine.com/2009/why-wait-40-days-of-our-bodies-day-25/comment-page-1/#comment-195</link>
		<dc:creator>clearwriter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 01:57:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Angela, you are awesome! Way to go! I haven&#039;t been in the water for a proper swim since I was 11, but maybe, just maybe I could pull this off for 2010. You&#039;re an inspiration!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Angela, you are awesome! Way to go! I haven&#39;t been in the water for a proper swim since I was 11, but maybe, just maybe I could pull this off for 2010. You&#39;re an inspiration!</p>
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