Ahhhhh mornings. The time when the sun’s warm and eager rays gently lull you into the day, as you awake from the perfect night’s sleep, feeling wonderfully ready to take anything on.
Ahhhh 30. It’s amazing how much impact a simple, two-digit number can have.
This number has become an inflection point for so many – often viewed as the time when your “real life” begins, or should start to at least. In my experience, turning 30 is rarely met with ambiguity; it’s either dreaded or celebrated, but it is marked as a milestone in either case.
Four years ago I lined up at the starting line of what I was sure would be my best half-marathon to date. I had carbo-loaded the night before, had water with me and the experience of completing two of these before, one of them on the same course. Armed with a goal and my Garmin, I set out to crush that run.
About 10km in my stomach started to turn. Nothing to be concerned about, I’d drink some water, hit a gel if I kept feeling weak and handle it – running is mostly mental anyways and my split times were on track. Paul was pacing me, as he ran his first marathon so I when I started to feel really off around 15km he pep-talked the heck out of me. As we waved goodbye at 19km I told him I would be there at the finish line to celebrate his first marathon and he told me to just keep pushing through, I was almost at the end.
But I didn’t make it.
Hi cutie 👋🏻
I. Have. Missed. You!!!! But my unintended hiatus is OVER 🙌🏻 and it feels. so. good.
Don’t worry, I’m not going to show up with no explanation for my absence and just assume you’re going to accept it. So grab a coffee, tuck yourself into your favourite nook, pull a blanket over those toes and let’s do this mmmmkay? We have so much to catch up on.
Since my last post just a few major life events have occurred:
There is an image of a woman who has been so deeply etched into my being, she can be found in my own features and mannerisms. She is the root of my essence and has shaped the core of who I am. She is so much a part of me that despite not setting eyes on her for three years, I can see her in everything.
She is my mother.
Jokes aside, it’s nice to be back after a brief (albeit, unintended) hiatus. I had a feeling a quick break may come around the convergence of a few major work projects, but I had plans to make up for that. Such plans… Then life forced my hand a little bit (pun intended – keep reading for the punchline).
As I mentioned earlier this week, the last few weeks have been hectic in all aspects of my life. But they have also delivered up some truly beautiful moments. I received some great feedback on Wednesday’s post and want you to know that I really appreciate your continued support! You guys are. the. beeesssssst. Thank you 🙌🏻
This got a little derailed (lolz at June amiright?) but it did have it’s moments. From patio visits to videos that bring the feels, here’s what I’ve been grateful for lately:
Kickin’ it old school…
Oh haiiii. How are you? It seems like we’ve only been meeting sporadically – probably because we have.
Raise your hand if May went by in a blur of deadlines, hustling and trying to take care of all the things 🙋🏼 I hear you. Last week I was feeling particularly overwhelmed by my to-do list. Then I quickly realized I’m not the only one. It seems like this time of year is always a little hectic. Perhaps it’s because everyone is hustling in all things to get ready for summertime when “the livings easy.” Whatever the reason, over the past few weeks this little space began feeling more like an obligation than something I look forward to building.
Last week we talked about the ripple effect one small, positive chance can have on your life (missed that post? Check it out here). Even when great things come our way, sometimes we can get into a bit of a funk. I’m not sure if it was all of the rain we’d been having, the slow thaw of Spring or the fact that apparently Mercury was in retrograde (??? who else has a coworker that tracks this? 🙋🏼) but the last few weeks there were days when it felt like the whole city was in a bit of a funk. Thankfully I have a few standby’s that I like to keep on hand for those mid-day slumps when you just can’t even: