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Matthew Maday  Exploring the world while connecting and helping people realize their dreams. Explorer⚡️Ultra-Runner⚡️Yogi⚡️Skateboarder⚡️Author⚡️Vegetarian⚡️Surfer

http://www.dreamsbeyondreality.org/

Sometimes, the only way to solve a big problem. I mean, the really, really big, uncertain, out-of-control, ostensibly never-ending problems that blind us with passion and temper and torment is with a nice, big hug.

Stuck in a repeat-loop of frustration? Try to hug your out of the issue. Even if it doesn’t work, a world filled with hugs is a pretty awesome place to live.

Be good. Live the #dreamsBeyondReality

Well said 'bro'... well said

Along the highways in #Ledakh #India, you will find funny messages from the #BoarderRoadOrganization or BRO. For some reason... they always read like Jeff Spicoli from Fast Times at Ridgemont High, is saying them.

Each day the dust man wets the roads. Hose in hand, he sprays clear Himalayan glacial water across the busy streets of #Leh. In all but a moment, all colors of the rainbow sparkle as the bright sunshine makes its acquaintance. It's a new day. A fresh start. The fine-brown dust of yesterday is now washed away, making way for a future of boundless possibility.
The scooties may now scoot along. The taxis may now take their fares. The shopkeepers are clear to sell pashmina scarves and embroidery items. And the dust man pauses, for the slightest of moments, with the slightest of smiles betraying his determined eyes. His duty is done. The path is clear. He rests butt on ankles watching the future unfold.

Running at eighteen thousand feet feels like resisting slow suffocation. The lungs frantically fill with oxygen-less air. As with the shipwrecked that drink salty ocean water as a last attempt to quench their thirst. The body betrays the mind that knows too well that relief will never come. It simply goes though the motions more forcefully.

The body fights harder. The heart pumps harder. The lower-jaw locks open and tilted, widening the passageway into the lungs. The body becomes heavier. Muscles weaker. The mind, more determined to push through. To take the path of most resistance. Running somewhere between dream and consciousness. Looking off into the distance for any sign of decent.

#laUltra #laultra333

Okay, you have probably heard me talking endlessly about running #LaUltra #theHigh . Well... mission accomplished. So many stories to share once I leave #leh and have access to internet. It is kind of awesome that I am one of ten people in the world to have been able to complete this race.
In hindsight, I had the easy part. All that I had to do was run. My pace/crew kept me going, even when the mountains started moving and the sleep deprived hallucinations became more real than reality. The race director and support staff meticulously managed my attempt at the distance (which included blasting "Unbreakable" at just the right moments.) My family and friends that are always there for me (and are continually subjected to fear of my safety ) and the ultra community that has given me endless advice.
Without all of you, this would not have been possible. Much love and gratitude. - More to come

#laultra #laUltra333

At the top of the Earth, things are quite unexpected. Rainbows become circles overhead. The head becomes light. Thoughts become clear. #dreamsBeyondReality become attainable.

High Altitude Training

Running at 17,000 feet with my buddy Abhi near #PangongLake in #India. #LaUltra #theHigh is so close now, I can hardly sleep at night. Oxygen deprived... chasing my #dreamsBeyondReality

Time Stands Still

At eleven o'clock the generator gears stop grinding. The pistons pinging and the low grumbling purr are replaced by complete and total silence. At eleven o'clock #PangongLake loses its last remaining trace of civilization. The generators are turned off; darkness and silence are all that remain.

Our first night there was a cloudy night. Not a star in the sky could be seen. The moon had made its way to another part of the planet. Not a lumen of light lighted the way back to our cabin. We were stuck in the middle of nowhere. It was as if the world had been shut off and we remained in a void.

Then our senses adjusted. We could hear the flick of a Tibetan flag flowing defiantly against the wind. Then the sound of running water, flowing quietly along the path, rose slowly into the audible range. The darkness began to take on a life of its own. Like a symphony of nature, one instrument added texture to the next. Lizards crawling then vegetation swaying then the sound of small waves making it to shore. The darkness became powerful. Complex. Strange. Beautiful. Dreams hidden beyond reality only noticeable when the distractions of everyday life were removed.

We stood silently. Listening. Dreaming. Secretly hoping that the generators would never be turned on.

Mountain Strong

Raindrops dripped against the sheet of red metal that rolled in sign waves along the top of our homestay. Every once in a while, a big drop rang out and silenced the steady drumroll of mist. The rain fell unto a ground, so thirty from days of relentless sunshine, that the dirt remained dry to the touch. And dark clouds moved across the tips of the peaks that enveloped the city of #Leh.

As the sunlight conceded to the dark of night, the raindrops remained in steady rhythm. We laced up our #altras and covered in waterproof gear and made our way into the chill of night. It had been 6 days in the mountains where each movement was more labored. Each breath required a little more inhalation. But this night, along empty mountain roads, in a shower of cold mountain mist, our strides were renewed. Each footstep was planted with power. Each breath felt unlabored and effective. As if the mountain had given it's final grade, we passed, awarded the privilege of being 'mountain strong.' --- Today completes the first week of tapering and the total milage for the week is 67. It was very interesting to push through acclimatization, to feel a labored stride and the absence of breath. A sensation that I have not felt in many years. It was as if I was returning to my roots, when I first got into running, and a mile felt like an unsurmountable distance. Acclimatization has served as a reminder of the things I take for granted and the strength the next generation must have to get into this sport. That those things worth doing require faith and determination and the ability to chase the #dreamsBeyondReality

20 Days Until #laUltra #TheHigh

#Leh #India

Ever since my waking hours have become replete with unexpected adventures, the dreams that fill my unconscious mind now pale in comparison.

Today, our 6th day in Leh, we focused on interacting with the wild animals that roam the roads and walkways and public places. To the Western mind, the natural tendency is to control and segment the world. We see animals at the zoo or on a leash or heading in the other direction as we approach. Our lives and their lives exists independently. An expectation that is a byproduct of my upbringing. Here, in this place, all life coexists and interacts without boundaries. Cows and donkeys and dogs that patrol the streets at night soon include people into their daily routines. We recognize each other. Greet each other. Anticipate each other.

The photo is of a natural gathering location where animals graze and socialize. All animals are welcome, even the kind that walk on two legs and drink copious amounts of #tailwind. @run_like_hell and I thought that we would stop by and bring treats.

Training so far has been great and my lungs have gotten used to the thin air. Tomorrow will be 1 full week here in Leh and I should have the planned 70 miles completed. Steeling myself for the adventure soon to come where I will exhaustedly chase my #dreamsBeyondReality
Training:
Day 1 - 12 Miles
Day 2 - 13 Miles
Day 3 - 6 Miles
Day 4 - 18 Miles
Day 5 - 6 Miles
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55 Miles

23 Days until #LaUltra #theHigh

Today's training focused on both physical adaptation and spiritual growth. On the physical side, we did numerous 1000 meter hill repeats until i could barely gasp in enough oxygen to stand up. We climbed sand-covered trails up the mountainside that surrounded the town.
But more breathtaking still is listening to the #DalaiLama speak at a small gethering in #Leh. He is visiting Leh this entire week and we got to be a part of of this event. Not much to add to that. I mean, it was the Dalai Lama. It was absolutely amazing!
Total miles for the day was 6. The total miles for the week so far is 31.

Today, my tired feet fell heavily to the ground. I stepped up the pace a bit and the distance by a couple of miles. The bounce that quelled the absence of oxygen and the drag of a constant climb, no longer made its way into my stride. My sunburned skin throbbed against an unrestrained sun. My throat scratched with each excoriating breath, as fine dust filled the void of passing cars. Today, I just pushed. Constantly and methodically pushed. There was no glory or confidence building or introspection. I simply pushed. Constantly and methodically pushed.

And as I made my way back into #Leh and showered off all that the day accumulated, I wanted to end the run with something uplifting.
So @run_like_hell and I made the 1000 foot ascent up #lehpalace and watched the sun, slowly sink into the mountains. To tuck itself into the roads and trails and inclines so desperate to break me earlier. Watching this beauty, too beautiful to describe, I couldn't help but smile and appreciate all that the day had provided. I was suddenly filled with an abundance of gratitude to be in this place at this time with so many wonderful people. Especially the person next to me, watching this beauty, too beautiful to describe. Each of us, chasing our #dreamsBeyondReality

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