Life Lessons

Caution There’s an Umbrella Involved.

Clearwater Beach, FL

…but only if you want it to be. Life is full of decisions. All of which lead us to where we are today. Some proceed life with caution. This is just as well as saying you’ll always have a huge Yield sign in front of your face. Others choose to make their own way, avoiding the safety net most seek, take bigger risks and therefore reap bigger rewards.

I know countless folks right now that hate the position they have and sometimes even the company they work for. What are you going to lose by putting yourself out there??? PTO time? You’ll always get it built back up. Health insurance? Honestly, most of it is for the birds anyway.  Look for something else…

Our parents generations were brought up to believe that once you found a stable position, to stay, work your way up, and play it safe. But honestly what does safe even mean? You could get fired, the business could go under, new managers could come in and revamp the place, there are so many factors that go into simply playing it safe.

A dear friend shared a quote today via Facebook that got me thinking about this whole topic.

“No amount of security is worth the suffering of a mediocre life chained to a routine that has killed your dreams.” – Maya Mendoza 

While your career should not be your entire life, it is a huge part of it. You should be able to wake up every day and look forward to the position that awaits you at work. There are a ton of positions out there. While I understand the desire to build a strong  & rather short resume in the process, do you really want to do it in an unhappy environment for a company you don’t care much for?

There are no limits in this world except for the ones you set for yourself day after day. Follow your arrow & make shit happen for yourself. Only you stand in your own way. You’ll enjoy your journey so much more on your own terms rather than simply playing it safe according to someone else’s🔥

Clearwater Beach, FL Coastline

 

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Everything Else

Mind Strong. Body Strong.


As a woman who’s spent over half her life thicker than a snicker despite being a former athlete, I’ve tried almost every trend out there to lose/maintain weight. I’m talking everything except an eating disorder (not a joking matter, not to be taken as such). Beachbody, Visalus, Advocare, Atkins, low carb, all veggie, juicing, even doctor prescribed Phentermine a couple different times over the years just to name a few..

Want to know a secret???
They all work!!! Every single one of them with a bit of consistency.
When it came down to it, there was a variety of factors that contributed to my weight gain and loss over the years. It would take an entirely different blog post to get through them all…

The biggest reason it came down to was the mental part of it. My mentality wasn’t where I needed it to be and I was always losing weight or trying to get fit for the wrong reasons.

Once I worked on myself mentally and broke down the whys each time I went on this fitness journey and then tore down my inconsistencies on the way, I was able to make progress (still for that matter). Once I changed my outlook on this journey that should have simply been a lifestyle change, great things started happening. Physically, it hasn’t been immediate. It’s been small changes here and there. But that, in itself is progress.

  1. Find your why. This shouldn’t be for anyone, but you for you. Why did you gain the weight? What were some of the factors that caused it? Contrary to popular belief it’s not always eating garbage that causes. Sometimes it’s eating too much, too little, the wrong time of the day, inactivity. There’s so much more to it than that. How did you get to where you are? It may take some time, but once you start digging you will find it. To never get back to where you are, it’s important to find out how you got there to begin with.
  2. Get your mind right & your body will follow. The body will do whatever the mind tells it to, that’s for certain, but if you don’t get your mind right first, there’s no telling how long that will last.
  3. Find a form of fitness that works for you. I’m not a runner and I’ve never been a big fan. Boxing was my cardio for a number of years until I found excuses over time to get in the gym. Spin is now my happy place and I love every minute of it. But it’s not about me, what’s trending, what your friends are doing, etc. Try a little bit of everything to find what you enjoy.
  4. Whatever you do, choose moderation. Eating what you wish/choose, exercise, etc. That goes for everything and believe me I’m not very good at moderation either. I definitely feel like carbie most days, it happens.

You have one life and one body. Love yourself and your body every step along the way to a better you however YOU choose fit.

*Disclaimer: I’m not a fitness or health professional, these are just a few things I learned over the years, mostly the hard way.

Everything Else

  Everything Zen.

My happy place is a dark place. A place where the lights flicker on & off for anywhere from 45-60 minutes. A place where I can leave everything at the door. That’s right… the good, the bad, the uncertain… all at the door. A place where I can open my mind, inhale goodness, exhale the The extremities that can make their way into our lives from time to time. A place where I can get completely in my zone, when I’m typically trying to live beyond it, with over 25 other people doing the same thing in their own way. This place is spin..

CycleYou Lexington
For the obvious reason of high intensity cardio aside, considering I loathe running with a passion, I give it all I’ve got for almost an hour. I work to beat the woman I was yesterday. It’s intense, it’s non-stop from start to finish, it’s like certain moments in our life. And when it’s over, I am at complete peace with myself. I feel centered. I feel zen.

As it is with life, it’s your time, it’s your ride…. and this is mine. 

CycleBar at The Summit at Fritz Farm

Life Lessons

Limitless

Kenny Rogers once sang you gotta know when to hold them, fold them, walk away and quickly speed walk away as well. (Okay so I said the last part because I’ll be damned if I’m running😊)

With that being said, always be fearless in the pursuit of what sets your souls on fire & if it’s not doing just that, have the courage to start over. It’s not inadequate to give something all you’ve got and decide it’s not for you. Life is far too short to let anything be satisfied in mediocrity. The only limitations that truly exist are the ones in the walls of your mind, if you break those bad boys down you can accomplish anything you set your mind to.

Know your value and never let anyone else but you determine that.🔥✌🏽🤘🏽

Life Lessons

Blame It All On My Roots…

….I showed up in boots…or Converses, Sperrys, flats, sandals or barefoot (NOT!) I may be from Kentucky but I’m always wearing shoes unless I’m at home.

You might be thinking…Ooh I own all of those as well and you may very well be a fashionista (more power to you if that’s the case). I, on the other hand, have always had a very eclectic sense of style and tastes.

One of my first memories as a child was being asked in elementary school if I was mixed. Having long, curly light brown hair and an olive skin tone has thrown most folks off over the years. People automatically assume I’m biracial with African-American and Caucasian, partially Latin or just a really tan White girl. Society has a funny way of putting race into just about every conversation or so it seems. Caucasian has been what my birth certificate has always said but over the years I always found myself explaining that I’m part Egyptian and part white.

I have been an athlete a majority of my life, starting on a co-ed tee ball league when I was 5. I was always involved in school activities, started singing in church at 2 years old so school chorus was a staple in my classes year after year, etc.

Fast forward to high school. High school can be a strange, confusing time for some, working hard to find their niche, the folks they plan on being “forever” friends with, their sense of identity in an odd way. Nostalgia sets in when I look back on how high school was to see that everyone was just trying to find their place, how to make their way and so forth.

I spent my freshman year at Henry Clay High school. Most of my days were spent listening to Green Day, Crossfade, Killswitch Engage or Fat Joe, Chingy and Lil Wayne. I spent every chance I could at Crossroads Christian Church in their youth group, 242 groups and by joining the praise team. I never lost my love for softball (still do to this day) but there were four years that I was home-schooled between elementary school and high school so you could say that didn’t exactly advance me any in that arena. I played my freshman year at Henry Clay doing my best to make up for what had been lost and before I knew it life would have me transferring to Scott County. I had been told from the start that the softball team had been decided a number of years prior to getting into high school. The same girls who had been playing all their lives would continue to do so and their places had been pretty much decided. Fate sealed. I was told I could accept a position on the team not knowing how much I would have the opportunity of playing until I proved myself. This is completely understandable if you understand what a powerhouse Scott County is when it comes to sports and even more so if you knew the amazingly talented young women were who had already made their way onto the team. This could have been intimidating for some but I like to think I worked hard for every bit of playing time I had and then some but it wasn’t enough (it was mediocre at best in my opinion and that wasn’t good enough in my eyes). That ship had sailed. The 5 years of slow-pitch softball with the 2 years of fast-pitch wasn’t enough to get there to the next level. Sometimes experience is so much more than one’s love for the game. After years of saying, there just wasn’t enough time for both softball and volleyball, I came to terms with it. Volleyball became my next focus. Sports had always been a big part of my life and high school was no different.

Music continued to be a top priority as well being involved with Singers, Ladies Ensemble etc. I began to develop friends in different social circles due to differences in tastes. Scott County was a bit cliquey coming in as a sophomore in high school. I thought I knew who I was at the time, when in fact I just had a great deal of goals and aspirations and I was figuring myself out as I went.

You had your preps, the jocks (often they were the same), the band crew, the FFA crowd, emo/grunge, the vocational kids, and so on and so forth. Looking back, there wasn’t one specific group that I “fit” completely in with. After high school, none of that matters (as it never should have) and everyone is back on the equal playing field.

I always had a variety of friends in different social influences over the years that compliment different interests I’ve had. My love for music quickly became love of rock festivals, the occasional country concert. I discovered a love of the great outdoors, going hiking, and spending extensive amounts of time in the gorge. Truck pulls were my favorite past time for a brief stent. I spent 3 years doing mixed martial arts(Jiu-Jitsu and Muay Thai). I love keeping my nails done but boxing and lifting weights are my favorite forms of cardio. I spent 10 years getting relaxers because I was determined to have straight hair, it took me years to embrace my curls.I love getting dolled up, but I’m just as comfortable being in a t-shirt and yoga pants. “The Prayer” by Andrea Bocelli and Celine Dion remains my favorite song to this day. A League of Their Own is still my favorite movie of all time. I’m obsessed with architecture and interior design. My metallic slate converses are my favorite shoes that I own currently. I go cuckoo for cocoa puffs over all things Toyota. 1990’s R&B, 1970’s Disco, and 1980’s power ballads are all some of my favorite genres to this day. Those are just the tip of the iceberg…

I could go on and on about myself but I will highlight the below definition instead.

Anomaly (n): Something different; not easily classified.

The above word is how I would best describe myself. There is no magic box to check. But even more importantly there doesn’t need to be. The world is full of differences. Don’t get so worried about the labels. No matter the color of our skin, the religion we choose to practice, the person we choose to love, the interests we may have, etc, we are all human beings. We are one. As a society, we need to learn to embrace each other  more and lift each other up through the differences we have rather than separating one another for it. They are the intricate parts of our lives and part of what make us all unique. It’s okay to be different, it’s okay to not fit a specific mold. Make your own way, do your own thing, and elevate yourself in doing so. Be proud of the versatility you bring to the table. Know the value of knowing your value. Be confident in your abilities. Manifest your time and energy where you best see fit, not where you feel society’s norms may lead you to be.