Greetings from NY! I figured I should write a blog post while I’m on spring break. It’s sad and strange that I don’t automatically think to write a blog post in my spare time anymore. This blog means so much to me, but I feel it slipping through the cracks (JK it slipped through the cracks, like, 6 months ago).
This blog has evolved as I have evolved as a person. I still have great interest in food and fitness, but there are simply (or rather, less simply) more things to which I need to direct my attention and energy in this season of life.
when ur girl is (accidentally!) noncompliant pre-wisdom teeth extraction and works out before the surgery, requiring her to drink water and thus be ineligible for general anesthesia 😬🙃 but the local anesthesia and laughing gas worked swell and I’m a happy numb clam (for now) —— 22 min AMRAP (as many rounds as possible): 6 jump lunge burpees • 10 KB crunch press • 6 skater burpees • 20 bent over rows • 15 thrusters • 10 Bulgarian split squats each leg • 10 up down plank jacks • 15 foam roller planks • 6 hollow roll jumps
One of those things is academics. Things are still busy, but now that the great learning curve of my first graduate semester has passed, PT school has become a bit more exciting, and I have yet to approach the brink of despair (*overdramatized for effect*) as I did last semester. I also completed a 6-week, part-time clinical in a long term acute care hospital, which I loved (not just because I got to wear scrubs aka the work-acceptable pajamas). It’s all still hard work, but I’d be worried if it wasn’t so.
Academics is 50% of life. The other 50% is just this wild freakin’ ride that my heart and soul are on right now. It’s like one of those rickety wooden rollercoasters (actually my fave kind) that have superb thrill factor but could also snap and break at any moment.
There is only so much I am willing to share about this roller coaster of my life, but overall, I have learned a lot.
I’ve learned about what is too much for my heart to handle.
I’ve learned about what makes my heart truly joyful and at peace.
I’ve learned how to be honest with myself regarding both of those things.
I’ve learned that I make so many mistakes over and over again, despite having good intentions.
I’ve learned about my weaknesses and what I really need from others.
I’ve learned about my strengths and what I can give to others.
I’ve learned to find the good in others, but also to put down my foot when others are not good for me.
I’ve learned that it is better to find beauty in pain than to find pain in what seems beautiful on the surface.
I’ve learned to be okay with all of the above, because life is a MESS. A. Darn. Mess. That’s my word of the year so far, and I’m okay with that.
I’ve learned that God is here in this mess and that I don’t have to run away from it all. He never changes and reminds me always that He has never abandoned me and He never will. He is faithful, and He makes all things new.
And on top of all that/to change subject, my best friend is engaged (and she asked me to be her maid of honor AHHHH)!!!
Rachel visited NY for spring break earlier this week too! It was nice to spend time with the bride-to-be. Truly just having heart to heart conversations from morning ’til night.
I also co-directed the Catholic Center retreat this semester with my friend Austin, so that was a doozy. But more than anything, it was a wonderful and humbling experience. The theme was “beauty through humility and obedience,” which I suggested in the first place, but I didn’t realize how much I personally needed that message this semester until we were on retreat.
Me: “What’s something we both like to do?” ➔ Austin: “Uhhh, work out?” ➔ Me: “Okay, we shall flex.”
the seniors ♥
Sarah, a source of peace and joy
sums up my friendship with Janice (so much love and appreciation for her)
the killer retreat team
“More tortuous than all else is the human heart, beyond remedy; who can understand it? I, the LORD, alone probe the mind and test the heart…”
— Jeremiah 17: 9-10
Alive and well. Breathing and smiling. Failing and learning. Praying and growing.
My mess is minuscule compared to others’ messes, but it’s all one big Jackson Pollock painting — pretty cool in the end.
So tell me:
About the mess in your life.
Something new you did this past month!