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Monday, September 30, 2013

Racing for a Different Reason

Over the years, I've participated in numerous 5k races. I must admit, I am pretty competitive when it comes to these races too. For a couple years, I had never placed below second in any of these races. Granted, I wasn't exactly racing against the Boston Marathon big wig runners, but for a girl who was only an average runner in high school, it was something to be proud of. Among my favorite races has been those designated for a cause. I've participated in quite a few cancer awareness type races.

However, it wasn't until this past July that I realized how different of a meaning these races would soon have. Unexpectedly, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. With no family history, you could say I was a bit shocked.

 How could my mom, my best friend, a healthy woman be diagnosed with cancer?

Over the years, I often either have had one of two ways to cope with personal problems: 1.) Cry...a lot or 2.) Run...a lot. So after I found out about the diagnosis, I did just that. I cried...a lot. But then I went for a run. I can honestly say that I have never run that long so easily before. Each mile felt like the load I was bearing had become that much lighter. I kept thinking, "My mom was just diagnosed with breast cancer, I'm pretty sure another mile is nothing in comparison."

When I heard of the Susan G. Komen Race for a Cure this fall, I knew I had to take part. While races in the past have been mostly for personal achievements, this time, I ran for my mom. 


In the process, I also made my first television debut. I couldn't be happier that I was able to show my love for my mom on the newscast.

KSFY News - Sioux Falls, SD News, Weather, Sports

I want to encourage you all to take part in a 5k walk/run for something you truly feel passionate about. Don't worry about your time. Don't worry about your placing. Simply engage yourself in doing something worthwhile for others.

Love you, mom!


Friday, September 20, 2013

Uff Da--{Future Decisions}



Uff da.

If you were from the Minnesota area or have an ounce of Norwegian in you, you know that phrase means exhaustion, surprise...any exclamation, for that matter. At the end of this long week, all I can say is “uff da.” (Fortunately, my Norwegian ancestors would be proud.) I like to keep things positive around here, and there was certainly a diversion from that theme in my last post. So today, I thought I would end my week on a happier note.

Earlier in the week, I was starting to reconsider some of my potential internship locations. I’m not sure that I have ever shared this, but I am a dietetics senior in college. As a part of the dietetics program, you are required to graduate with a bachelor’s degree and then participate in an accredited internship. The internships are much different than what one would normally think of. I would compare it more to a med school residency in a specialized field. Only certain locations in the nation accept interns. Did I mention the placement rate is 50%? 50%!!! Needless to say, I have worked my booty off to impress internships. With that said, on my former blog, I once posted a list of my top internships. For fun, I wanted to show a comparison. Since I interact with bloggers all over the country, feel free to comment on any of my choices. I have only really traveled throughout the Midwest and California, so I haven’t seen much of the East coast. 

Drum roll please…

Introducing my updated list!

Here is the list I posted last Spring 2013.
 Isn't it crazy how quickly things can change? I can almost guarantee my ranking will change a couple more times before the February 15, 2014 deadline.

Happy weekend!
 

Thursday, September 19, 2013

Breathe



The times in my life where I have been absolutely speechless are far and few. I usually have something to say about everything. When I thought about being speechless, I usually thought of it as a time reserved for special moments in your life—more of a time where your breath is taken away…you are swept off your feet. The moment you are asked to be someone’s wife…you walk down the aisle to your future…you see your firstborn child for the very first time… Those are the kinds of moments I had liked to imagine would leave me speechless.

Unfortunately, I have discovered over the past few months that being left speechless is often not the result of a happy event, but the side effect of horrible happenings. So here I am…speechless as ever. The wind knocked out of me. Breathless, in the worst way possible. Since I am unable to find the words to express my heart right now, I will leave you this evening with a song.


Goodnight friends. It will all be okay.

Breathe (feat. Colbie Caillat) by Taylor Swift on Grooveshark

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Act the Way You Want to Feel



For the past month, I have been reading “The Happiness Project” by Gretchen Rubin. Yeah. Yeah. I know that is an awful long time for such a thin book. But I really wanted to let all of her advice sink in and try some of the things she suggests from her personal journey. One of the ideas that resonated the most with me was her Third Commandment: Act the way I want to feel. So often we feel trapped in our emotions. Generally we think that we act a certain way because of the way we feel. However, could it really be that we feel because of the way we act?



For instance, I often find myself in the grumpiest of moods. I tell myself that it cannot be changed. I am grumpy towards other people and just downright unpleasant. I act that way because of how I feel…or do I? 

Lately, I’ve been trying out Rubin’s Third Commandment for myself. What if I tried acting how I want to feel? Today, for instance, I woke up, determined to put this commandment into action. My mission: I wanted to enjoy the start of fall--my favorite season every blogger’s favorite season. I also wanted to feel productive and like I had accomplished something. 

What did I do?

I woke up this morning at the crack of dawn…okay, 6pm…and went for a run. Afterwards, I grabbed my car keys and made my way to the grocery store for some much needed groceries. Exercise AND groceries, all before 8am. Not too shabby in the productivity department, eh?! Since I had invited Brian (the boyfriend I haven’t introduced you too yet) over for supper, I prepared the items in the crockpot and had the dessert ready to bake. The rest of my day went nicely by my schedule as well.


What I have learned from little experiments like this are that when I am intentional about my actions, I feel so much better. Our attitude determines so much of how our day is going to turn out. 

If you would like to hear more about acting the way you want to feel, I encourage you to read this blog post from Rubin and also pick up a copy of her book. I will share more of my personal happiness journey as I continue to read the book.

As for now, the aroma from the crockpot is calling my name.