I recently celebrated three months of consistent daily activity.
The parameters I set for myself (using my Fitbit for tracking)
I had been doing this sporadically but decided to get more consistent starting May 1.
I know that fr me, and likely for you, things that I do daily impact me more than the things I do every now and then.
It has been hot a lot of the time, and I am not a big fan of heat. Some days it has rained nonstop and I’ve had to get more creative.
Ideally, I like to walk and I like to do it in nature. At least once or twice a week I try to go to a nearby park with walking trails because it is more shaded, and because I love to hear and smell and see the sounds in nature and take...
Are you focusing on what matters most?
We all want to spend our time on the important things, but we don’t always take the time to figure out exactly what that means to us personally.
My top priorities may look very different than yours, and that’s ok. There are no right or wrong answers here - it’s very individualized.
What we have in common, however, is that if we don’t take time to determine what matters, we will most likely spend a whole lot of time on the things that don’t.
As a woman in midlife, I am realizing just how precious time is. Even the little moments. I’m questioning, in an empowering way, the choices that I used to make without a second thought.
I’ve often heard that time goes faster as you get older, and I’m starting to experience that myself. While I’d love to be able to slow...
A lot has changed in the past six months.
I went from going to therapy for almost a year prior to surgery to deciding to have surgery during a pandemic for a variety of reasons.
First of all, we were not sure what would happen to my husband‘s job, and our insurance is through him.
Secondly, we were spending money on therapy to maintain my range of motion and function, so our deductible was met or close to met already. Due to the long-term therapy, my pain was well managed, and really so was my use of my arm, which happened to be my dominant arm.
But the bottom line was, It was not going to get any better without surgical intervention. As a matter of fact, it would continue to get worse, and could potentially have become suddenly much worse, leaving me in pain all the time.
That doesn’t mean there aren’t things you want to change and improve.
It doesn’t mean you are stuck with certain aspects of your life.
And it's not selfish. As a matter of fact, it's biblical! (see below)
Sometimes we berate ourselves and compare ourselves to others. And you know what? There will always be someone better than you in one area or another of life.
But it’s just as likely that there is some area where you are KILLING IT – and that they are a little envious of you too.
The only one you should be comparing yourself to is YOU. And even then,...
I recently had an opportunity to spend time with some incredible women. Our lives and experiences are not identical, but they do share common threads. We have:
Because here’s the thing. Life is tough. We screw up. There are always people better than us at certain things, and there will always be people that want to make us feel “less than”. Don’t let yourself be one of those people.
What do you dream about? If nothing comes to mind immediately please, please stop and take a few minutes to think about that. Dreams give us purpose and they can move us forward when we are tired, when we just don’t feel it.
I recently turned 44. The funny thing is, I had thought that I was 44 for most of the year that I was 43, so it was a relief to finally be the right age! I’m not sure why I had to stop and think about it, but every time age came up I had to take a moment and do the math. I know some people struggle with getting older, and there is a part of me that wishes I had my 20-something body (and metabolism!) but overall I wouldn’t trade the younger me for the current me. My 40’s have been the best so far, and I fully expect it to keep getting better. I still have a bikini pic from about 15 years ago to encourage me to dream big (or small), but when I look at this younger version of me, I feel bad for her. I am able to tell her “I am better than you”. You see, she really struggled. She always felt like she didn’t measure up, like she was not quite good enough, a little too heavy (she wasn’t), a little too loud, a little/lot...