2018: Looking Forward

It’s the first Friday of 2018, and as I’m staring down below freezing temps, I figured it would be the perfect time to chat about what I’m excited about in this new year.

Wait – no reflection on 2017?

2017 was one of the most action packed years I’ve had – I got married, I started working at Sweat Fixx,  I was reposted by SELF magazine, and rebranded my blog (just to name a few of the things). I don’t think I have enough time or space to accurately give a reflection on the year.

If I were to sum up 2017 in a couple words, it would be “Hell Yes.”

Looking forward to 2018 – I would say that the words that will drive this year are going to be “Let’s Do This.”

Let’s throw away that fear, those excuses, and self doubt.

“Let’s Do This”.

I have some big plans for this year, personally & professionally. I took some time this weekend to sit with my husband and we wrote out what we want to accomplish this year on little slips of paper, folded them up, and placed them in a covered mason jar next to our coffee maker. Where we can see them every single day.

To remind ourselves of what we want to accomplish.

What we are working towards.

To start every day with a cup of coffee and a healthy does of “Let’s Do This.”

I’m looking forward to the challenges that will help me grow, learn and become stronger.

I’m looking forward to getting out of my comfort zone and being more active in the community – leading more workouts, hosting more yoga workshops and moderating more talks.

Taking that leap.

Going for it.

So, 2018: Let’s. Do. This.

 

“Cute”

There are not many words that make my skin crawl.

Cute is one of them.

The only things, in my mind, that can be considered “cute” are small animals, small children and maybe a smile with dimples.

You know what’s not cute?

Me.

My goals.

My work.

None of that is “cute”.

I get that you may have used the throw-away word to give a compliment. To fill in the awkward pause. But, you did exactly the opposite.

My hard work isn’t “cute”. My hustle isn’t something that needs your approval. My goals don’t need to be validated by you. They don’t need to be brought down to the level of a dog chasing it’s tail.

Tina Fey talks about this in her book, Bossypants, when she talks about Amy Poehler’s first appearance on a late night show that :

“Amy made it clear that she wasn’t there to be cute. She wasn’t there to play wives and girlfriends in the boys’ scenes. She was there to do what she wanted to do and she did not fucking care if you like it.”

Just like that. I’m not here, blogging, cheering, rooting for you just to be cute.

I’m here because I believe in you.

I’m hustling because I KNOW you can do it. I know you can do it, because I went through it. I’m not here to just sit on the sidelines and let someone else dictate what is going to happen in my life. I’m grabbing each opportunity by the damn collar and making things happen.

There is a lot of sweat, a good amount of tears and a little sprinkling of blood that goes into my life… and none of that is “cute”.

Call me a badass. Call me strong. Call me stubborn. Call me whatever you want to call me.

But don’t you dare call me cute.

<3

The Sweat Life

“She is travelling between worlds right now. You can see her holding the tension of not knowing. She is simply breathing into her unanswered questions. Sometimes she drinks her coffee with quaking hands, not knowing where her relationship or her bank account is going.

But this time, she is holding on to the tension of not knowing, and is not willing to hit the panic button. She is unlearning thousands of years of conditioning. She is not being split between the opposing forces of fight and flight. 

She is neither naïve nor ignorant. She is a frontier woman, paving new roads & making new choices. 

She is willing to making a new transcendent possibility emerge. You may see her now – standing at thresholds, or at crossroads – breathing into her body, intently listening for inner signals. She’s learning new navigation skills as she arrives at a most magical moment of her life.”

Sukhvinder Sircar