Every time we are walking through an airport trying to find the baggage claim while maneuvering against all of the travelers rushing towards their gates, I make the joke that I feel like a salmon–swimming upstream. The same goes when I’m trying to get off the subway as everyone is trying to fight their way in. While it seems amusing in those moments, there are many times in life I find myself swimming upstream when it’s way more overwhelming than amusing. As an event designer, my work life is cyclical. The New Year is always quiet and then it builds
Archives for self care
In my Life by Design workshop the first exercise is to fill in a typical week on a planner and then we go through together and highlight each type of activity to see where everyone is actually spending their time. We highlight everything from household activities, to commuting, to taxiing (there is a difference), to self-care, to faith and everything in between. It’s amazing for folks to really see how much or little they do of each type of activity. In a recent workshop, one of the attendees colored in her entire evening, every evening, with the color for self-care.
In 1982, at the ripe young age of 11, I was introduced to “the scale”. My mom had battled with her own weight, and continued to for the rest of her life, but had become a Weight Watchers leader when I was a kid. So I think she was overly sensitive to seeing my portly prepubescent being and concerned that I was going to go down the same road she had, and hoped to nip it in the bud early. So she signed me up for TOPS–Taking Off Pounds Sensibly, which met in a downtown basement. It was me and
Earlier this year I wrote my take on the first step to having it all, which in summary is realizing that you determine what “having it all” means. It’s different for every person and shouldn’t be dictated by the norms put forth by others. So now, it’s time to work on step 2. One of my clients teases me about being a super mom. Apparently knowing your child’s bus driver’s name is not normal. And, according to her, who in their right mind would do a road trip with a child! But in all honesty, I’m far from it! Yes,
I doubt that I’m alone when I say that sometimes I can get jealous. Like when I see one of my friends on a fabulous work trip—you know the ones where they don’t have to cook, clean, deal with bedtime, and can wake up “naturally”. Or the days when I see the mom’s chatting on the playground as their children run about and I think, “Oh I wish I was a stay at home mom, and each day I could decide what playdate to have.” I think we have all had times when the grass seems greener on the other side.
Have you made your resolutions yet? Have you already stumbled? I have! Every January a bjillion people (rough numbers) sit down and make all sorts of resolutions to get more organized, be healthier, lose weight, take better care of themselves, etc. All are so admirable and great in concept, but where folks fall down (me included) is that we try to change the world at once–going from 0-60 in three days. As my Grandma Schuler says, “too much of a good thing, isn’t so good.” So we need to make incremental changes and pace ourselves. We also need to be
Am I the only one that marvels at people that run in rain, sleet, snow, heat–or really marvel that people run at all? While I have absolutely no desire to run anywhere, as I have a strict policy of only running when being chased, I have always wanted what they have–a drive to do something rain or shine–a NEED to do something no matter what. But it dawned on me recently that their running is likely more than exercise for them, but rather a way to unwind, ramp up, reconnect, and/or release. And when thought of that way, I have