I’ve been wondering what’s next, so I thought I’d invite you into my head as I take stock of my possibilities. Many of us that pivoted (who didn’t?) in the last few years are probably in the same boat, so maybe you can relate.
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I walked 61 miles this month. I set this small, rather kitschy goal as a nod to my August birthday and to conclude the mourning period for the collapse of my 60th year grande finale European vacation hijacked by Covid19. My goal-setting bar is pretty low these days, so this little walkabout challenge is aligned with the triviality of my current status.
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Ten years ago, I wrote an article on peanut butter as part of a series on label reading. A dietitian blasted me in the comments section. “You have no idea what you’re talking about! Peanut butter is always a good choice. Stay in your own lane.”
Read MoreI gave my blog a name again. I had un-named it during my doctoral program, so it and/or I would look more grown up in the academic world. But I’m a free agent now, so my self-imposed rules have changed. I started a Tumblr account in 2009; Ms Moderation: practicing extreme balance in all things food, fit, and fun as I transitioned out of food marketing into the emerging wellness industry. I wrote a weekly health news column, certified as a health coach, and started a blog. It was a good way to roll into my 50’s.
Read MoreI ran a marathon 8 years ago this week. I was a 52-year-old recreational runner with a handful of half-marathon medals when I thought, how much harder could it be to run another 13.1 miles? Of course, that’s a ridiculous rationale, but it helped me make the leap.
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If you think your pant size determines your level of wellbeing, think again. While obesity is a key factor in physical health, it shouldn’t be confused with overall wellbeing. After all, how important is that garment tag if you’re anxious, lonely, and drifting in purposelessness? Perhaps it’s time we stop glamorizing the privileged, crafted version of health and find an equitable way to examine our true state of being.
Read MoreIt’s rare that emotion overwhelms me to the point of tears. I never intended to be so stalwart, but good or bad things happen and I tend to process them without the rawness that crying provides. I’m an expert laugher, which seems to flow naturally for me, but the joy of crying has eluded me for most of my 50+ years.
Read MoreNothing says Happy New Year like a day on the water. In a kayak. At least that’s how we’ve rung in January 1 every year since my first kayak appeared under the Christmas tree in the late 90’s.
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It’s Friday night and a movie sounds great. Then the voices start. "Who should I call? They were all busy last time. I must look so desperate... I can’t go alone. Or could I?” In the time that it takes to look up the theater schedule, you’ve talked yourself into another Netflix night on the couch.
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