Mind, Body, Spirit: Training for World Competition
on JUL. / 26 / 2011 | 2 comments
by Master Erica Linthorst
PART 1 “Going for it”
Pursuing my dream the training continues…It’s a daily pleasure to prepare the body for competition – mind and spirit also strong and focused. Travel to do this, be it 30 minutes or 2 hours provides that key element – time – to think about how the next session should go or reflect upon how it has gone. I plan by thinking about what I hope and expect to accomplish during the training. I consider what happens if I do or do not meet these goals.
Training with my mentor is a privilege; practice with others a boon and I appreciate all the chances to receive feedback. I respect the people around me as each individual gives of himself and I am determined to give back more than 100%. What an opportunity lies ahead and I must remain ever conscious of the good fortune that surrounds me – strong body, strong will.
Whether I practice for 1 hour or 3 I remain mindful and in the moment. Some people may perceive this experience to be tedious and repetitious yet in my heart I know each stance, hand motion, and breath is critical. So, I persist.
PART 2 “From health to hospital”
The body gives medical notice. For no apparent reason it shuts down with headaches, nausea and, ultimately, with Emergency Room care. I want to will myself back to health – following doctors’ orders, mindful of the goal ahead. No matter what we study and learn about mind over body – it is an entity to itself and will pronounce or dictate what you can and cannot do. I end up hospitalized… sidelined for an all-important 6-day term.
In the tradition of perseverance I superimpose – the best I can – positive mental attitude, working with my heart now to keep my eyes on World Poomsae Championships. With just a few weeks to go before I am supposed to fly out it is imperative to stay strong – strong-willed, strong-minded. I practice mentally as much as I can.
Who am I against medicine? The doctors require a contrast MRI, constant blood and urine monitoring. I am nothing up against an inappropriate-acting pituitary gland. The medicine men will have their way as the situation, apparently, is life-threatening. You might see me and say “Nice weight drop” – I’ve now lost a rapid 15 pounds. You might see me and say “You look good” – but will not see my hand shaking or feel the cold in this 100degree weather rushing through me. I’m temporarily propped up by some hydrocortisone pills but they are certainly no solution. Home these past few days, anger-provoking liquid limitation (down to as little as 1000cc per day!) at least for now lifted flights become a cancellation chore and Team notice the saddest thing I’ve done in a long time. I will not be in Vladivostok this year to compete for Team and country. Instead, I will be cheering from New York. Resigned as I am becoming, the package yesterday containing all my gear, brings a tear of self-pity. Small comfort the doctor’s words “There’s always next year.” Yet, I mull over that thought. Yes – setting a goal is the right way to go. Let’s see if I have that strength…time will tell.