it’s about time
Timing is everything. I sat down this past Monday with one of my best friends to finally listen to a Beth Moore series I intended to listen to, oh, about *cough* six months ago, and was reminded, yet again, of this small but irrefutable fact. Timing. Is. Everything. I have alluded to the beginning of this year having been rough—physically, logistically, financially, parentally, maritally, professionally, creatively, emotionally, spiritually. Rough. What I’ve not shared—for a number of reasons—is how a rough winter went into a difficult spring then lapsed into a challenging...
Read Morefit to run the race
As I was preparing for a long-awaited day of writing, I spent a little time culling through old scraps of paper I’d long ago filed away for “future use.” My plan (as if my plan really matters in the God-scheme of things) was to follow the “running the good race” theme and post today on the struggle to find our pace. I pulled out a few bits and bites of writing to save for later posts, then was about to put the file away when a full-size printed sheet in the mess of hand-written scraps caught my eye. The tags, handwritten at the top, read: Fit, Race, Run, Persevere. I remembered,...
Read Morequote of the day
The only valid excuse for not exercising is paralysis. ~Moira Nordholt This woman obviously did not have children and has no CLUE what the last two weeks of the school year are like. Of course, I suppose I could give up sleep… Yeah, right. I’ll get right on...
Read Morecatching up
Whew. Two weeks since I’ve last been here. So much for posting at least twice a week… Flexibility. That was my word for the day last time I posted. Turns out, it was prophetic, as the last two weeks got entirely swallowed up in the preparations for, execution of, and recovery from my daughter’s class trip (otherwise known as Four Days on The Junk Food Express). It remains a good word, as I try to bend over backwards writing for the blogs (building a platform), finishing the manuscript, and writing the formal proposal while juggling work, family time, kid’s...
Read Morepanic:crossing that bridge when i get to it
While I’ve been pretty open here in this tiny little corner of the internet about many of my varied neuroses—from my struggles with my weight to my frequent writerly freak-outs to my overly-sentimental (or, some would say just mental) inability to gracefully let my children grow up—there have been some cards, I must confess, which I have continued to play very close to my chest. After a week of struggling to determine how to play the current hand I’ve been dealt, I’m about to lay one down for you. There has been a presence lurking around in the shadows of my life for several...
Read Moremotivational monday
This has been one of those weeks where you wonder where the HECK your time has gone. Over a week has passed since my writing retreat, and not only does the retreat feel like it was a month ago, I’ve not gotten any farther with my manuscript than I was the day I left. What is it with my time? The problem is, I KNOW where my time gone, but I can’t do anything about it. That is perhaps the most frustrating part. Sickness, fatigue, working over 40 hours, three band practices, two physical therapy appointments, homework, celebrating Easter and a birthday–this was my...
Read Morethe tenacious ten: day 23
I am now 23 days into what was supposed to be my hard, fast run toward the finish line. I should be almost there. Um, yeah. Well… Here’s the thing. I SUCK at this. This “go at it hard” and “incredible efforts to get incredible results” thing. What I’m really good at is maintaining. I do that well, for the most part, barring any carbohydrate-craving-inducing injuries right before Christmas that send me into tailspins. Outside of THAT, I maintain my weight fairly easily. It took me some time (all the while telling myself I was trying to...
Read Morethe tenacious ten: day 21 (inertia)
I learned this weekend, under the tutelage of “Professor Ray” at the Hands On Museum in Ann Arbor, that inertia causes something to resist a change in motion. Just to be certain Professor Ray wasn’t making this up, I went straight to the source of all truth and knowledge: Wikipedia. The experts at Wikipedia state: Inertia is the resistance of any physical object to a change in its state of motion or rest, or the tendancy of an object to resist any change in its motion. This is interesting to me as one who strives to create change, both in myself and others. See, I...
Read Morethe tenacious ten: day three
I’m pretty sure exercise isn’t supposed to make you cry. I’m just sayin’. Okay, so I didn’t cry. This time. But I wanted to. That and I wanted to throw up. Well, not that I wanted to throw up, but you know what I mean. Exercise and I have never quite become BFF’s. Oh, we’re friendly and all—don’t get me wrong. But believe me—I’d ditch working out in a heartbeat for reading a book or going out to dinner or even taking a hike, literally. The minute I get a better offer, all previous plans are considered null and void. So...
Read More(not) weighing in on my week
I’m not weighing myself today, and you can’t make me. The week has been rough. My inner pendulum is swinging again. Everything within me is rebelling against restriction. The struggle has been intense, the mood heavy, the thought life consumed. I am fighting for peace of mind. I am getting closer, but I’m not anywhere near there yet. I’m finding that, while the commitment to the writing is producing results in that part of my life, it is coming at a cost to other areas. Time, alas, is not a limitless resource. If I spend my time writing, I’m not spending...
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