Posts Tagged ‘Inspiration’

That moment when…

you realize you are in love with someone

But that someone isn’t anyone you’ve met.

It’s who you will become.

It can be hard to stand on the edge of that precipice and see that image glittering in the air of possibility, and you can’t quite see what’s behind it, or how it came to be there. You just know that the only way to truly meet that person is to leap. . . and hope the path shows up. Trust in that leap.


This message brought to you by seeing an opportunity open and being given a chance at something that was the whole reason for moving.


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So proud of my friends

This is the year of friends-publishing-books. I am so excited for them. Also, other friends are really taking off with their blogs and creative business ideas. A part of me wishes I were able to dedicate the crafty and creative juices to such things, but I shall have to settle for applauding them.

Below are the links to their work via Amazon.

Melody Condron — Managing the Digital You (Informative resource)

Megan Keno — Cast Iron Gourmet (This book just makes me hungry, thanks Megan!)

Amy Knight (she did not write all those historical books that are on Amazon, that is a different “Amy Knight”)– Lost, Almost (Fiction)

My friend’s wife wrote this book a few years ago, but I didn’t know her then.  Elly Zupko – The War Master’s Daughter (Fiction)

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The urge to create is sometimes like a mosquito bite — you don’t know when it happened but all of a sudden it is a raw itch that you can’t ignore. Although creativity is far more pleasant than a mosquito bite, it is also something that if you don’t listen to when it’s nagging will leave you feeling like you missed out on some amazing brain fireworks. It’s that, “You know, I was going to do… this thing… now… what was it?”

Recently I wrote a letter to my uncle. Nothing remarkable there right? Except this was a real letter with pen and ink and the pen in question was a fountain pen — it’s part of our deal for writing letters to each other. If you are going to have a pen pal, it is sometimes vital to find the right writing instrument for the job. I have several fountain pens — two are the “under $20” variety and I have used them on any kind of paper. They don’t dance across the paper in smooth swirls and dips like a recently acquired pen. I also really like that the newer pen only has a bladder, not a “it can take cartridges or bottled ink.” It changes the feel of the pen and how I interact with it. This one has a metal ‘button’ you press to fill the bladder. Another pen, a gift from my dad a few years ago, has you twist the end of the pen to fill the bladder. None of these pens are ‘works of art’ or something you’d want to insure — goodness knows what I would do with a $1500 pen!!

I guess this comes down to you have to acquire the tool that allows you to reach your potential. It’s like using a pair of “whatever was on sale” running shoes and then finally going out for a pair or real running shoes that make your feet happy the second they’re tied on. There was a guy who worked at a running store who flat out refused to sell you a pair of shoes unless you were almost instantly comfortable in your shoes. This was to guarantee a reduced chance of injury due to a poor fit in the shoe and also to help you understand that your feet do not care about the color scheme or your shoes. I tried on just about every shoe in the store and finally had to go with a trail running shoe that we had the preconceived notion would be a poor choice for what I wanted to do. My feet didn’t care, they knew what they wanted and that was how it was going to be.

When your tool challenges you to push further and achiever more, you are building those skills to achieve a goal that might have seemed unattainable and is now visible on the horizon.


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I am down but I’ll get up again

I’ve been thinking about inspirational songs that show hardship and make me feel a bit better about struggles, large and small.

These are two of the ones that immediately come to mind thanks to the wonderful world of Spotify and my random playlist.

Cher’s You Haven’t Seen The Last of Me from the movie Burlesque

R.E.M.’s Everybody Hurts

I will add more as I think of them, but these are the ones that I heard while cleaning the kitchen and packing up a few more boxes.

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New Training Plan

I am starting a new workout regime courtesy of my Nike+ App.  Sometimes those free apps really do something nice. Apparently my friends here can’t get me out running on a regular basis even with promises of “Oh yes I’ll join you for X Race coming up in Y Time.”  I fail.  Sorry friends, but yay for you keeping up your fitness!!!

So this new training routine is training for a 10K. The first week of training is:

Mon – Run 1 mi

Tues – Run 3 mi

Wed – Cross Train

** I swapped T and W because there was no way I felt up to running on T

Thurs – Rest Day

Fri – Run 1 mi

Sat – Run 4 mi

Sun – Run 1 mi

I’m not sure what Week 2 will be like but I think something around Week 3 or 4 is the “Run 9 miles.”  Yeah, we’ll see how that goes.  If I can keep this up I should start feeling a helluva lot better about my body image.  You can’t be fit and lazy, and I’ve spent too much time on the lazy train. I’m still doing things, like violin lessons and playing with the puppy, but I’m not keeping myself healthy and well exercised.  

In all honesty I’ve let previous injuries keep me from going strong — patellar tendinitis, a broken foot in high school that led to severe ankle pain for a few years (I limped if I walked faster that a snail’s pace and couldn’t run more than a block for over a year).  Let’s just say I’ve had to build up the belief that I CAN, WILL and MUST get out there to do something regarding fitness.  Brain Games are a very real thing.

My running trick, because it’s the right season — I pretend I’m being chased by a cloud of really slow mosquitoes and the thought of that much itching keeps me going.  If I let them get me I’d better be bed ridden, because otherwise I can totally leave them in the dust for some other lazy sod.  I have a crazy intense allergic reaction to mosquito bites — huge red welt that hurts more than it itches.  More than 4 or 5 bites and I feel mildly ill.  I hate ’em.  Therefore, my own worst enemy is my inspiration. 


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