Attending the Body Love Conference in Tucson this past weekend was an event that I’ve been planning for since late last year. I learned about the event by following the awesomeness that is Jes Baker (the Militant Baker) online. (My even more awesome friend Hedda introduced me to her blog a few years ago.) #BLC2015 … Continue reading Experiences, Expectations and Epiphanies #BLC2015
Occasionally, I find myself contemplating the big questions. You know—the BIG questions: What is my purpose? What will my legacy be? What is the meaning of life? Many people find meaning in their religious beliefs, particularly if they have a belief in another life to come after this one. Parents can point to their children … Continue reading I continue to pursue purpose.
I had an epiphany this weekend that was mind blowing. Paradigm shifting. Maybe life altering. And so. fucking. simple. Weight is just a number. Yeah, I thought I already knew that, too. In fact, I’ve spent most of my adult life reminding other people that weight and size does not define who we are. I’ve … Continue reading My weight loss goal is to lose track of my weight.
I asked my 7-year old niece a couple of weeks ago what she’s learned since she started 1st grade. She said that she’s has learned to “make good choices”. I love that for her first grade mind, that’s a one-time lesson. Of course, we know that the reality is that our entire lives are spent … Continue reading Make good choices.
(Utterly fictional example scenario): A friend calls to tell me that she thinks she and her husband are going to get divorced. She doesn’t know what she’s going to do, where she’s going to live or how she’s going to survive on her own. How would I react in December 2013? My stomach drops and my … Continue reading 2014 was the year I learned about emotional boundaries. And I’ll never be the same.
I am writing this from a hotel room in Chicago, away on business for a couple of days*. I've been to Chicago on business too many times to count**, but this is the first time that I've chosen to drive instead of fly. I've had to answer the question, "Why the f*** are you driving?" many times … Continue reading Airports are soul-sucking wastelands.
Inspired by the "If I were 22..." meme floating around LinkedIn right now. If you were to tell me that you have no regrets about your life so far, I would assume that you are either suffering from selective amnesia or a lying liar who lies. I've probably been guilty myself at some point … Continue reading Lessons for my 22 year old self
I got mean-girl'd at the grocery store today. While I was taking a look at dry roasted edamame, some chick in yoga pants and a pony tail rolled her eyes and made a comment about me to her friend. I don't know what the comment was, but it was clearly about me. It's possible that … Continue reading I’m awesome. And here’s why.
When I was a junior in high school, I forgot about a major physics project until the night before it was due. I remember the feeling of my heart sinking when I realized that at 9 PM on a Sunday night, I had absolutely no chance of getting the project done before school started the … Continue reading What’s the worst that could happen?
Since I was old enough to remember, my parents were all about taking the long way home. Literally. My dad would take every back road he could find to make an otherwise 20 minute drive last at least an hour. Sometimes he'd just turn with no idea where the road actually went. "But Daddy, what … Continue reading Somewhere.