That running thing

If I’m being honest, even I don’t quite understand it. For some deep-seated reason, I choose to go out and run long distances, mostly to prove to myself the ability to do the damn thing. It leaves me physically tired, mildly beaten, calloused, chafed, and smelly. It takes time from my schedule and my family.... Continue Reading →

Here for the long game

Here I am. Sweaty face. Hair in last night's braids. Headband with paint from who-knows-what project. Fresh off my morning run. I want to share with you my current mantra, because it is slowly but surely changing how I am growing. "I am in this for the long game." Let that sit for a second.... Continue Reading →

The fall

That lower-case 'f' is on purpose. We're not talking a season here, we're talking an experience. A not-awesome experience. On a quick decision, I signed up for a half marathon next July. Awesome. No problem. I'm out of shape, but this is something I've done before, so it feels like a doable goal, something to... Continue Reading →

Passion: 2

Okay, now we've discovered something you are passionate about - hooray! But Caryn, why did you ask us to sit with it for a minute? I'm glad you asked! If you're anything like me, it can take a moment of reflection to determine if something truly is mine, or if it's something I have assumed... Continue Reading →

Passion

A few weeks ago, I asked all of you what you wanted to hear about, and the topic of passion came up. Specifically, finding passion again. I've spent time mulling the topic and have decided a few things. First, I am by no means an expert. Second, this is definitely something worth talking about. Third,... Continue Reading →

Why I meal prep

Stomach: Hey, guys, mebbe we should, you know, eat something? Heart: What about something cheesy? Carby and cheesy and salty? With something sweet after? Yeah, sweet would be great. So, so great.... Wallet: Aaaaaaaaaaaaa! Pants: Also aaaaaaaaaaa! Self: *retrieves pre-made, healthful lunch from work fridge* Heart: No way. There's no way this will be nearly... Continue Reading →

Fear as a fence

I was talking with a coworker the other day and we kept circling around a specific topic. Her words: "I'm afraid I'll mess something up." Oh, sweet friend. I get this. I get the fear of failure, the sting of being wrong, of somehow creating an unsolvable mess, especially in the professional realm. We as... Continue Reading →

What my latte told me to do…

Okay maybe not just my latte. Maybe it was my business coach, and my friends, and my graduate degree cohort, and... and ... and ... Guys, I love to write. I love stringing words and ideas together to share the specifics of what is in my head and on my heart. It makes me happy.... Continue Reading →

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