lighting up the whole sky

Tonight, I went on my fastest 1.5 mile run yet. Then, I came home and knew that I needed to immediately do yoga (it’s a quick post-run yoga that really stretches you out so you’re not sore the next day.)

I have done this particular sequence several times after runs, and I find that it really has me focusing and stretching all the muscles that tighten soon after I do my yoga, sit down, and relax for the evening. Taking that twenty minutes does wonders for me feeling crappy the next day.

Because Jeff and I were doing laundry tonight, I need a fast dinner pre-laundromat (oh, the days when we can have a house and laundry at home!) So I cut up a sweet potato into crinkle fries, seasoned with olive oil and curry, stuck it in the oven at 400, and went to do my yoga.

After it was over, I realized that after the Namaste, and the reminder that all beautiful yoga videos come out of Canada, there was a quote that I had never noticed/seen before, either in this video or around the Internet:

Even after all this time
The sun never says to the earth
“You owe me”
Look what happens with a love like that
It lights the whole sky

And so, I leave you with that, to interpret how you see fit. I think it’s a lovely thought, and it energized me on this Wednesday night.

Happy almost-Thursday, my friends.

Namaste.

i want to be fearless in my creative self

Tonight I was supposed to start my 5k training leading to a 10K training leading to a 7 mile race in March. It was supposed to be a rest day, but then my week plans weren’t going to work with my training, so I made my first running day Monday.

I wasn’t feeling well today, and when the time came to run I just didn’t want to. But one of my coworkers also was having a bad day, and I told her to go to the gym, and that I would go running, and then it’d be Tuesday. So I had a snack. And then I changed, and I went for a run.

I like to listen to music as much as anyone else, but I find when I am running I like to listen to something that can last the whole run, like a podcast. I was fresh out of the Katniss Chronicles, and I somehow didn’t have a RadioLab fully downloaded (I know, that’s shocking) so I decided that I was going to listen to the rest of the Matt Nathanson Patcast.

It’s episode one of Pat Monahan’s show (of the band Train) and it’s basically Matt and Pat just chatting about their lives and careers, and it’s mind blowing because I love them both, and I didn’t know that they were friends, and they sing together on the podcast, and it’s marvelous.

At one point, Matt is talking about the creative process, and he is talking about how when he writes he just wants to be able to do whatever he wants, without judgement or criticism, because that hinders the process. And he says, eloquently, between MANY quotes including the beloved eff word (I kind of like that he swears as much as I seem to), “I want to be fearless in my creative self.”

That really resonated with me, while I was out there running, so much so that I listened to that section of the podcast twice. I feel that when I am cooking the kitchen. I feel that when I am writing for this blog, just for myself. I feel that running, when I want to run for fitness, not to get faster, or get better.

Because the getting better part, it comes. Whether you’re consciously pushing for it, or not, you become a better chef if you continue to persevere in the kitchen. You get better at communication if you write it down. You become a faster runner, and you build your endurance, if you run several times a week. If you think fearlessly, you can push past boundaries that society, or friends, or family, or even you, put on you.

You don’t need to constantly wonder if what you’re doing is getting better, or is better than someone else, or is different. You just have to be true to yourself. You have to be fearless. If you’re fearless, there’s no failure, because you’re being you, and your creativity is worth something, whether it’s on a guitar, in the kitchen, or on the page.

So here’s to running to run. And cooking to cook. And writing a maybe shitty song because you feel the harmony in your heart and you just need to get it out, lyrics be damned. Or maybe, writing your next hit, writing the recipe that’ll inspire a cookbook, or finally, finally running the fastest mile of your life.

Happy almost Tuesday, everyone.

I never met someone who loves the world more than her

Today is my mom’s birthday, you guys. And not just any birthday, it’s the big 5-0. She may think she’s getting old, but really, as a 27 year old, having a 50 year old mom is such a blessing! She’s still young (although not always hip, sorry Mom but I’ve heard about your watching the Grammys) and fun, and she cooks, and she tells it like it is, and she’s pretty much 100 percent of the time not only on your side, but will defend you until the death.

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Here is a photo of us at one of my BFFs weddings late last year. My parents were pretty much the life of the party, with my mom running the dance floor (and bossing the DJ around) and my dad out with the boys.

I love that I have a mom that people want to dance with on the dance floor. I love that my mom dances probably later than most 20 year olds. Seeing my mom is more like seeing a really, really good friend that you haven’t seen in a bit – but that doesn’t matter, because you can gab about anything and it’s like you talked yesterday.

I am sad to not be there, although with the technology these days I was able to Facetime in to her ice cream cake singing. But I am glad this is such a big year for us – the year of her 50th, my sister’s 30th, a new baby on the way, and plus, Jeff and I are getting married. I can’t wait for all the fun this year will bring – and I am glad I get to share it with such a sweet family, and such an awesomely cool mom. Happy Day, Mom. xo

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 [Photo by Mary Costa of Mary Costa Photography]

just want to stay up high in the sky

Happy Wednesday, y’all. Tonight’s the full moon, so I am sitting around waiting for Jeff and Corelyn to arrive so we can go get pizza and watch Moonstruck.

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You guys, if you haven’t seen it, you’ve gotta watch it. It’s hysterical, it reminds me of everyone in my family, and it has all the best quotes in the world.

Here’s a peak into the movie. I laugh pretty much the entire time, because I know what’s coming and because it is so.freaking.funny. Not to mention, how cute was Nick Cage at 24? The answer is so very cute.

Anyways, this has brewing for months and months, where EVERY MONTH during the full moon I proclaim loudly that we should immediately go home, watch Moonstruck, and laugh our faces off. We’re always on our way to something, or somewhere, or it’s 11 pm when I finally realize the moon is full. So last month on the full moon, I made a date with Corelyn (who has never seen the movie) to watch it the next full moon, no matter what.

Well folks, that night is tonight, and we must do what’s expected.

I am off to watch Cher fall in love, hopelessly. (BRING ME THE BIG KNIFE.)