The wind from the lake whips and wooshes around the corner of my house. Hurricanes from Louisiana days flash through my mind, but there is no pitter patter of raindrops. The squish squish of my boots squeak through the snow drowning out the silence of the snowfall. My heart beats with the effort of shoveling
Jessica challenged me to think of a word for 2019. I’ve already been telling my team that “flexibility” is our word for 2019. We have numerous new initiatives that will require flexibility in the way we deliver training and in our design. In my personal life, however, I think I’m flexible enough. I can bend
I started Jessica’s Fit Camp this week. I realized last year with my long distance running that my body is just not as strong as it used to be. Of course, there are times in my life when I’ve been stronger due to more focus on strength training, but my overall strength is starting to
This morning’s practice (Day 13 of the Dedicate Yoga Journey) was about creating space. In the first few minutes, I moved stiffly into a twist from a standing forward bend. Mind you I had been in bed only 30 minutes before. After the initial resistance from my creaky joints, my heart opened up to the
“It’s all fake,” my friend Becky said when I told her I got off Facebook for good. Facebook felt fake. I know some of those “friends” in real life, and they aren’t that damn happy. And how do these people in their 30s afford to travel all over the world when I’m lucky if I
My boss handed me her “Happy Light” today and told me to use it while she was out. “It works,” she said. “It’s already making me feel better.” The darkness in Michigan starts to take its toll around this time of year. It gets increasingly worse for awhile even though the days are getting longer.
There’s a line in the lady’s room at the Capitol! Woohoo… things are looking up. I have found myself smiling more than once this week and outright chuckling a few times at the splash of color – both figuratively and literally – in a typically old white man’s parlor. Our youngest congresswoman is playfully enjoying
In this morning’s yoga practice, Adrienne encouraged me to imagine myself as Kate Winslet “flying” over the sea at the bow of the Titanic. I know the story doesn’t end all that well. But, really, do any of us know how this day will end. What if these were our last moments? Would you want
Today was sunny! I got home from work, changed clothes and took Ashok for a 3.5 mile run. It was a lovely night out. Ashok was so happy especially when we came upon this big puddle. She started sprinting toward it, dragging me with her and then jumped and splashed through it like a puppy.
I walked out of the building tonight, and I shivered. Ice mixed with snow fluttered toward the ground propelled sideways by gusts of wind. Brrrr… I pulled my coat tighter around my neck and hurried to my car. Ice coated the windshield like a hard rock outer coating. I couldn’t bear to get out of
