Today is An Excellent Day

I have posted so much in the past few months? years? honestly and vulnerably about my struggles…

but I finally have some great stuff to share!

Doe Bay

Write Doe Bay was everything I could have hoped it would be, and then so, so much more. It made me a better writer, and a better person. It helped me shift my own personal narrative and gave me so much more hope than I could have imagined. Hope I desperately needed. I will absolutely be sharing more on this after I’ve had more time to reflect on it.

And then THIS finally happened! I got my NASM personal training certification!

This is something that I have been talking about for years, but honestly, I was so afraid of failing that I kept not studying and pushing the exam off…and finally signed up for it this fall so I could stop talking about it and just do the damn thing. I’ll do another post on my crazy, cobbled together study plan/what you really need to know. My best friend is a physical therapy professor and tutored me, and her help made a huge difference and lit the fire under my ass I needed. I’ll be putting together some online programs (like my run coaching), so let me know if you’re interested!

That’s all for now! Just had to share being so excited since it’s been a while.

What are you excited about lately?

Yes Way Write Doe Bay

Doe Bay Writing Retreat

Write Doe Bay Writing Retreat

In the past year or so, my life has thrown so much unexpected at me. Any one of these events might have knocked me off my footing, but the combination of everything that’s happened to me? It’s a bit unmooring, at best. Why not head off to a writing retreat?

I keep jumping into that abyss. Since my mom has died, I’ve been to: LA (twice), Sonoma, Ireland, Brazil, Peru and Colombia. As I wrote months ago, getting on a plane and going somewhere where everything is new, rather than too many things being new in a familiar location, is good for my (tortured?) soul.

And so…I write this to you on a plane somewhere over Minnesota, on my way to my first writing retreat, on Orcas Island, off of Seattle. I know only two people, and I don’t really know what the weekend holds…other than, I hear, a plunge in the cold water at the end? But everything I hear is that it’s life-changing, and hey, I could use a little of that.

At “worst”, it will be a wonderful weekend spent unplugging and learning more about myself and my writing among other word nerds.

Being knocked on my ass again and again this past year is teaching me how to nourish myself, and I can’t think of anything better right now than spending the weekend in a beautiful (wifi free zone!) place, writing my heart out.

How do you care for yourself? (Or, if you’ve lost your mother, too, how do you self-mother?)