Every single choice you make in a day defines who you are. Do you want to be someone who takes the time to water her plant? Do you want to be someone who lies in bed watching Youtube videos all morning?
Most decisions we make are not inherently good or bad, in fact, usually there isn’t an unequivocal ‘right’ decision in most cases. But every decision says something about you, your character, and who you want to be.
Pretty heavy, right?
Who wants to pause and ask themselves before every decision, Is this the kind of person I want to be? You’d literally be asking yourself that every other minute. Continue reading
Every person who creates something has to learn how to deal with emptiness. A painter has to learn to deal with a blank canvas. A writer has to learn how to deal with blank paper or a blank document and that blinking cursor. A chef has to deal with an empty dish she has to fill.
The art of creating requires you to look emptiness in the face and get comfortable with it.
I used to get creeped out by the empty document; I’d either stare at it for ages or be discomfited by it and have to get up and leave the computer. Eventually, I’d tell myself to JUST WRITE SOMETHING. Once I had a couple sentences down, I’d calm down and be able to focus on my actual writing. Continue reading
“For a seed to achieve its greatest expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth, it would look like complete destruction.”
― Cynthia Occelli
I’ve kept this quote open in a pinned tab in Chrome for days. I have thought about it off and on in light of what is currently going on in my business. It has given me the strength and courage to deal with changes that can be difficult to explain to outsiders, and the patience to work through uncertainty when I can’t even explain it to myself.
I am tremendously excited about the direction my business is taking now. The changes, however, have required us to stop many of our past operations, so the social media channels are silent, there are no new newsletters, and no new blog posts on the business website. The work is hard, sometimes slow, and very exacting, and it’s taken a mental and emotional toll on me. Which is why even my personal blog has been silent. The only consistent thing has been training, which compelled me to write last week as well. Continue reading
I was introduced to resistance/strength training in grade 9 by the fantastic Mrs. Haswell at The Woodlands School. We used free weights but a lot of our strength training revolved around machines. I distinctly remember hating the pec deck but also wanting to use it as much as possible because I hated how weak it made me feel. I don’t remember how much stronger I got because we didn’t really measure, it was just a general introduction. But I felt comfortable with the machines and felt very cool doing bicep curls with the dumbbells. :D
After that, strength training didn’t really factor into my life. I gravitate towards dance and general have-active-fun type of activities. In Alberta, high school doesn’t start until grade 10, so in grade 12, we discovered I couldn’t graduate because I didn’t have the one physical education class, it was arranged that I would take it in summer school after grade 12, and so I did graduate. I’ve loved gym class ever since I can remember. Now I was in summer school gym, which meant that the whole day was basically a day of lots of fun. We biked, played basketball, soccer, tennis, went camping for a few days, and did all sorts of fun stuff. It was a blast. We also went to the local YMCA for some strength training here and there.
There I learned how to figure out how much weight you should be lifting in the machines, what training to failure meant (and the pros and cons of such training), and discovered that I don’t really like the treadmill (the elliptical is just more interesting). During university, I think I set foot in the university gym all of once. Or maybe twice. (The University of Alberta gym at the time royally sucked. I’ve since heard it has undergone renovations and is pretty great now!)
After my surgery and the weird side effects of weight gain plus a bunch of weight gain that was my own emotional-eating doing, I started to pay more attention to my health. Some of it had to do with the fact that I would like to fit into my own clothes again and some of it had to do with the medical stuff I underwent. I just couldn’t take my health for granted anymore. Continue reading
I’m tired of googling people and not finding anything except an inactive Twitter account and a private Instagram feed. Let me say this straight up, guys:
The Internet is not a separate world from Real Life, it is an extension of the same reality, the same life and world you inhabit ‘offline’.
Offline. What does that mean, anyway? Unless you’re in a Mennonite village (full disclosure: I’ve never been to one) without electricity, the world you live in is never offline. Every time you ‘unplug’, you’re still plugged in because the world you live in is plugged in.
If I Google you and find nothing, I take that as a not-so-great sign. If I Google you and find inactive accounts or stupid shit, then I think you’re an idiot without regard for how the world sees you. Continue reading