Holy Moly. How is it already Friday?
I mean I’m not complaining, but how? One of these days I’ll probably stop marveling at the insane pace of my life whizzing by. Until then, sorry for the broken record.
This was an interesting week. I feel like sometimes I put too much “oomph” into the beginning of new months. Like they are all shiny and sparkly, full of promise and excitement. At least we hope they are. It’s not really any fun when your month ends with a big fat WTF.
But, April is already going pretty okay. Today is my Mama’s birthday (woot!)
She's one of my favorite people in the whole world. She should be celebrated every day and extra hard today. Drink that wine, Kimmy Kat! You earned it!
As most of you know, I’m always on the hunt for ways to better myself. Ways to look at this world and see the beauty instead of the cracks. I can be, admittedly, somewhat pessimistic. One of those people who sometimes believe if you expect disappointment, then you’re not as (you guessed it) disappointed when it happens.
What a shitty way to live.
I know that now. And I’m making strides to change it. Which is hard, because have you ever tried to change your way of thinking? Good Lord, the mind is a powerful tool. It can be your best friend or the biggest dick in the world. It can tear you down or remind you of your fierceness.
It’s time to harness the fierceness. And a small way I am doing this is reflecting back on the good things that happened during my week.
So, strap yourselves in for another edition of Feel Good Friday!
Here’s a list of things that brought a smile to my face this week, that made me feel strong, that brought a sense of pride. They didn’t always come easy, (especially since it was my ahem, ladies week—HORMONES ARE REAL PEOPLE) but I came out smiling on the other side.
Here they are.
Discovering a new, great book by a strong, fierce woman.
I first learned about Kate Bowler a couple of months ago when I was driving down to Austin to visit my BFF and searching for a new podcast. I came across Everything Happens and was intrigued by the description. Kate is a young mother, a wife, a respected professor at Duke Divinity School who at the age of 35 was diagnosed with stage IV colon cancer. The podcast is full of warmth and laughter. It is insightful in its quest to discover what we can all learn in dark times.
Kate’s academic focus is on the Prosperity Gospel, a creed that acts as somewhat of a contract between God and his believers. If you are faithful, you will be rewarded. And your misfortune is a mark of God’s disapproval. Of your failure. In her best-selling memoir, Everything Happens for a Reason (and other lies I've loved), Kate struggles to connect a decade of study and belief with her cancer diagnosis.
Even if I hadn’t heard any of Kate’s podcast, her book would still catch my interest. Because I myself have struggled with this (what I call) insecurity.
I was raised in a Christian home. I went to church. I read the Bible. I still pray. But, somewhere along the way, something changed (a discussion for another time). And my entire adult life I have wondered if my stray from the Christian path has contributed to my struggles. My anxiety, bouts of depression, infertility. If I were a better Christian, would God give me a baby? Maybe God doesn’t think I’ll be a good mother.
I’ve thought it all.
So, what a breath of fresh air to read Kate’s book. It’s heartbreaking, truly. Each page I cheer for her. For her body. For her family. But through her, I am learning. No, things don’t happen for a reason. They just happen. And in the dark moments of life, we see the beauty. We learn to truly live. And God is always present.
I recommend Kate’s podcast and book to everyone. Get the book here. And check out this brief interview with Kate on the Today Show.
When sports make you smile (aside from your team winning)
Okay, one of these things happened last week, but this is my Feel Good Friday, and I’ll blog if I want to!!
Sheesh, that went awry.
Anywho, last Thursday, the Chicago Blackhawks (NHL) found themselves in the third period down three goalies and no one in the net. Enter Scott Foster, a 36-year-old accountant, and the teams EBUG—emergency backup goaltender. A man who played college hockey and now goaltends for a men’s beer league.
He played for 14 minutes and killed it.
He saved seven shots and won the team belt which is awarded to the player of the game. Check out his post-game interview, and I promise it will make you smile.
It’s nearing the end of hockey season, which means… it’s baseball season!! And I like baseball season because my Houston Astros won the World Series last year (woot!)
I can’t imagine the pressure of being a professional athlete. Of having to live up to or better your stats game after game. So, players might get a little downhearted when they step up to bat not once, not twice, but twelve times and never get a hit.
What do they do? They take to Twitter. It all started when Dexter Fowler of the St. Louis Cardinals decided he was tired of being 0-13. He thought the power of positive thinking might help.
I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit.— Dexter Fowler #25 (@DexterFowler) April 2, 2018
And it did. The next night he got a hit.
Astros right fielder, Josh Reddick, was feeling the same slump at 0-7. He thought Fowler might be on to something.
I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit. I will get a hit.— Josh Reddick (@RealJoshReddick) April 2, 2018
The next night Reddick hit a two-run homer in the sixth and a GRAND SLAM in the seventh.
I'm going to start writing and tweeting all my heart's desires all over the dang place. It worked for them, right?
A song that makes you swoooooooon.
I love romance. I do. I love, love. And I don’t care who knows it! I like romance novels, rom-coms, love songs…all the gooey mess. I binge watch Hallmark movies for Pete’s sake.
So how could I not love this handsome Brit singing about climbing mountains and swimming oceans for his lost love? YOU GET YOUR LOVE BACK BOY!
Okay, I’m done. Watch this video and fall in love with Calum Scott’s hella sexy voice.
For once in my life sticking with a friggin' plan!
Being that June marks 30 years since my birth, I’ve been on not only a mental and spiritual journey but a physical one. One that has me grabbing PCOS by her dysfunctional lady bits and telling her “NOT TODAY, SATAN.”
I’ve been in denial for about a year that I have way more control over my PCOS than I initially thought. Meaning, with diet and exercise, I can help combat my insulin resistance and excess and haywire hormones. But, I didn’t want to admit it. Because exercising hurts. Like all my muscles and lungs and fingers hurt. And dieting is a real bitch. Because cheese and bread and brownies are delicious. And no one (myself included) wants to give them up. NO ONE.
But, it was time. Did I want an f-ing cookie or did I want my confidence back? Some days, the cookie still wins. I’m human, people. Oh, and wine always wins. That won’t change. I need it.
I will talk more at a later time on the program that changed the way I think about exercise. I want to see the challenge I am currently on through, and then I’ll speak in depth about it. So, keep an eye out for that blog post. Until then, know that for the first time in a long time, I found I was proud of myself this week. For not giving up even when my arms were spaghetti noodles. For sticking to my plan.
There’s my Feel Good Friday, readers (and how I love you all!).
What made you smile this week? What made you proud? How can we all learn to live through the tough times ala Kate Bowler?
Let me know!
Until next time,