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Cat got your tongue?!

Hmmm…. After months, actually years, of daydreaming of having a blog. I find myself without anything to say. What?! Anybody who knows me personally can attest to my prolific number of opinions! And I may be called a “zealot” by my husband on certain occasions. However, I now find myself questioning every topic that I consider for a post. Too materialistic, too personal, too emotional, too topical.

I am faced with putting my thoughts and feelings into print and find myself judging them as not worthy. Uh-oh. That doesn’t sit well with my opinions and being a bold and courageous role model for my daughters. It doesn’t fit into the realm of personal growth advice that I offer to my clients. Stand up and behind yourself!

So, I have some writing practice that I need to focus on. I need to write an uncensored, non-scripted post once a week. And in the process, find my written voice. I hope and expect to be proud of the end result, but I am dreading the process.

Case in point: I put “Write a Post” on my to-do list on Sunday. It is Friday. And this is the best I’ve got. Like I said, an area for growth! But right now, I get to cross that item off my list!! **Happy Dance**

What is something that you find difficult to do but still want to accomplish? How do you motivate yourself and create accountability?

 

Ripping the band-aid off

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As a mom, I know the most effective way to get a band-aid off is to rip it off. Fast, hard, without any hesitation. The more you hesitate, the more it will hurt. I’ve tried many times to convince my children that this is true. So today, I am taking my own advice, I am ripping off the band-aid and actually starting the blog I have so many times discussed. It’s not all done, it’s not really ready. I don’t have the format totally (or even partially) figured out.

As many years as I’ve thought of doing this, and I’m still nervous. Thank you for coming here and reading my blog!

To share a little bit about myself… I am a mother to two girls. I am a personal trainer and group fitness instructor part time. I live in beautiful Michigan in a small town. My goal is to offer  a safe space to share, discuss, debate and encourage one another as we make our way through our daily lives. I do not claim to be an expert on anything, I will not try to sell you a “program” to fix anything. I am hoping to expand and nurture my tribe that I live in and continue to grow as a person.

Some of the guidelines I will use regarding this blog…

  1. I make the rules. Yep, this is my space. I invite you to please join me, share, and disagree. However, I have the right to withhold personal information. I will act to protect the personal information of myself and any readers and commenters. (Can you tell I just took a HIPAA course!)
  2. I am not an expert. Truly, not a thing. So anything I say is subject to review, and may not apply to you. But I am going to share as honestly as I can what I know at this moment in my own journey. You can digest it for yourself, and use it however you like.
  3. There will be irony and sarcasm, in droves. They are my safety blanket, and I’m not giving them up. But I will try to cut through my own walls and barriers to share real. meaningful thoughts and questions with you.

Sitting down and writing this blog is the first step in a journey I have been hoping to take for quite some time. I feel like we are all wandering through our lives, struggling to find reasons, balance, and purpose. (I often find myself simply wandering down the grocery store aisle hoping to find inspiration for dinner) And whenever I am fortunate enough to have those wonderful conversations with friends in my life that leave me renewed and invigorated, I realize we are all wandering down those same grocery aisles.

What’s for dinner?                                                                                              

Is the generic brand really any different than the store brand pasta?                                          

Should we push more after school activities or give our kids more free time?

If a kid falls and no adult sees it, does the kid still cry?? 

So please join me, share your own stories, and let us wander together!