I’ve been thinking about confidence a lot lately, and what it means to be the one to empower yourself. There’s so much power in not seeking validation elsewhere. But where does confidence come from?
Continue reading Too Nice
Today is the big day. It’s my first day back at work since my three-month sabbatical. It feels like it’s been an eternity since my first day of vacation in November, and yet it also feels like it’s been years since I’ve logged into my team Slack or dove into the world of ICANN. Continue reading All Play and No Work
It’s dawn and I’ve just drawn myself out of bed. I grab my yoga mat, sit down, and breathe. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. I think back to my to-do list, pause, and come back to the sound of my breath. Continue reading Breath Control
I recently finished Renaissance Periodization’s “Renaissance Woman: Fat Loss, Muscle Growth, and Performance Through Scientific Eating.” I’d been eyeing it for a while since the first time Meg Squats shared that she uses RP for her nutrition plans. Their focus? Using scientific research to help athletes meet their performance goals through nutrition. Continue reading Fuelin’ Myself
For the past three months, I had a mental block in my weightlifting. About a year ago, I hurt my shoulder working on cleans. I was new to the movement, but trusted my strength. At the encouragement of a coach, I decided to go heavier, not taking a moment to consider whether or not my technique would match my strength. I got through my workout, but not without considerable pain: I’d been doing the movement, but not properly, and my body paid for it. Continue reading Metcons and Meditation
2017 was quite the infamous year. Especially politically. Especially in the US.
I remember that I rang in the New Year somewhat anxiously, at home, barely staying awake late enough to see midnight roll around. For the past few years, I’ve found it hard to get excited for the new year and, honestly, prefer to wake up the next day well-rested instead of well-celebrated. Continue reading Bye Bye 2017
Yesterday, I was walking back from the grocery store when the porteiro called me over — a package had arrived. When I walked into his office to sign for it, there was another woman there, chit-chatting and watching the world go by. He mentioned to her that I wasn’t from Rio which, of course, led into a short conversation about where I was from and, the question I hate most, “Está gostando do Brasil?” Continue reading Flipping Over the Stone
For the past few years, I’ve done a tarot reading as a meditation and ritual to prepare for the new year. I truly enjoy the idea that by looking for meaning in symbols, I can identify with themes, struggles, and hopes for the year to come. Often, halfway through the year, I’ll look back at my reading and see if anything still resonates or if a different meaning pops into mind. Continue reading 2018 Reading
The past two weeks have gone by so quickly. The holidays are approaching, or looming, whichever you prefer. Continue reading Sabbatical #4 & #5: Ilha Grande
For better or worse, I’ve definitely found a routine now. In the mornings, I do some yoga, brew some coffee, write, and study reiki. I sound like I’m on a retreat, though I suppose I set myself up for that. I still keep waking up before 6am, but at least I feel rested after doing so. Well, 90% of the time I do. Continue reading Sabbatical: Week 3
My second week on sabbatical feels like it went by super fast, and also incredibly slowly. This week it also hit me that a lot of my self-esteem comes from work. Without it, I have these moments of just sitting on the couch all mopey like, “Now what?” On the flip side, I also have all these little projects that I started, so I see I’m trying to fill my day up with “other” work — which is cool, but also something I’d like to avoid a bit because having time to do nothing is just so rare. Continue reading Sabbatical: Week 2
Yesterday, it occurred to me that part of the reason why I’m always so tired is because I try to maintain a lot of hobbies outside of work. Most people, I think, would tell themselves, “Hey, there’s only 24 hours in a day. You’re not going to get to do everything you want.” Whereas my response tends towards waking up before dawn and trying to cram as much as possible into each hour, which, of course, is extremely sustainable. Continue reading Sabbatical: Week 1