Breathe and Run

"Why do we have to climb the mountain?" shouted the leader of a pack of

white-haired citizens geared-up at the Mission Peak trail head. "Because it is

there!" came the roaring answer as I passed them Sunday morning.

 

Since pacing L at QuickSilver, the yearning had returned and I had been coming

to Mission Peak every weekend. And what a joy to know that running hadn't

forsaken me!

 

Three steps for the inhale and five the exhale, I entered a meditation state,

paying attention only to matching the strides with breathing. If the lungs felt

pain, especially up steep slopes, I would shorten the steps to make myself

comfortable. As a result, I slowed down but, rather than stopping or switching

to hiking, I jogged on.

 

Recent education in Jiu-Jitsu raised the awareness and strengthened the idea of

force-emptying the lungs before inhaling. The undefeated champion and jiu-jitsu

master Rickson Gracie first (It is more likely he is the first master in history

to reach a wide audience, thanks to tech.) introduced methodical breathing into

fighting. It came more natural to me on the mat as I had practiced counting

breaths in running, after reading John Douillard's book. Rickson's Aug 2021

autobiography was titled "Breathe: A Life In Flow."

 

What I discovered on the trail was that forcefully clearing the lungs helped

running, too. Approaching the summit, I would more conciously recruit the

diaphragm and abdominal muscles to breathe. More oxygen made the pain in the legs

and the mind tolerable and kept me going.

 

This was easy to do until I compared with others. Often, there were a few

runners or fast hikers who started about the same time and made it feel like

racing. There was something in my (or maybe every other human's) nature to be the

first. While a distraction, it was fun to see young, athletic guys get ahead of me

at the start and to reel them in one after another before even reaching the foot

of the summit. There, as two popular trails merged, fast guys from the Standford

Ave side would join in and kick off a new undeclared race to the top. I would

ascend in tiny steps while exhaling like crazy and often take the lead somewhere

before the trail forked into half-a-dozen treacherous paths among the rocks.

 

It was downhill where I had to be more careful. I would still breathe

three-in-five-out, but the stress was not on the lungs anymore. The sandals

prevented me from taking big strides and I wouldn't race anybody. It was social

time as I exchanged smiles and short greetings with hikers on their way up. It

was good to feel being liked. Reaching the bottom, both the groin and the back

of the right knee felt some pain. I was so thankful, however, for still being 

allowed to do it. Hallelujah!

 

P.S. 

It was a great running up MP today (Nov 21) from Stanford Ave side. A slender

youth disappeared ahead before the first major climb and I only met him again when

he came down from the peak while I was finishing the last stretch. He was the

fastest I've seen on MP so far.

 

I kept my pace and caught up with a pair of husband-wife hikers and chatted with 

a father-son duo. The kid was only eight and a half. Great job! Having left

these four behind, I raced no one on the last big slope.

 

Unlike last Sunday, my right knee didn't hurt after the run. Thank You!

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回複 '暖冬cool夏' 的評論 : Thank you, 暖冬, for reading and commenting. There is no doubt that systematic breathing relaxes the mind. I do it consciously even when sweeping the floor or raking the leaves these days. The last injury still fresh in memory, I will be extra-careful with the legs. Thank you for reminding and have a great Thanksgiving!

[暖冬cool夏]

The breathing exercise is not only a boon to the lung, but also to the brain too--a way of releasing stress.
Good for you that you run uphill. To me, a uphill hike could be strenuous. But watch out knees. I recently have some knee pains in the right knee, not sure the root cause though.
Have a great weekend and a happy Thanksgiving next week!