I know that we all need to go to work, pay the rent, grocery shop, sleep and negotiate the demands of life. If you are not a fitness professional, whose job it is to be fit, training can't (and shouldn't) always take first priority. That said, I think what the quote highlights is how people sometimes use "lack of time" as a dismissive catch all for abandoning their health goals.
Most of us don't take the time to take stock of our lives -- to sit back and reflect because we have a 1,001 things going on and we are distracted. Who really has the time to hit the pause button and reflect on their lives when career, kids, and household demands trump our waking moments, thoughts and activities?
The first day of spring is just around the corner. The colder winter months will soon be gone and with spring on our door step, it's time to get moving in the right direction with your life and working on your goals. It's also a great time to reflect on where your life is heading as every new season offers new possibilities and a time for renewal.
There seems to be a certain level of shame imposed on people who choose to work for someone else -- people who make a living off of other people's passions, ideas and investments. The negative stigma around working a 9-5 is getting out of hand. At what point did we begin to feel guilty about earning a living?
The beginning of a new year is the best time to start fresh and get your life moving in the direction you really want. It doesn't matter how much money you have or make, or whether you are just starting out or have a successful career, by opening yourself up to new possibilities through goal setting, you will start living the life you want.
Last week, "Why Generation Y Yuppies are Unhappy," an article written on the Huffington Post went viral. ERRRR it made me angry. Here's a quick summary: "When the reality of someone's life is better than they had expected, they're happy. When reality turns out to be worse than expectations, they're unhappy." If you believe in this then you are settling for less in life.
Last week's Summer Solstice marked the time of year when the sun reaches its most northern position, resulting in our longest days with the most sunlight we'll experience all year. It's also the halfway mark in our calendar year -- midsummer -- making it a perfect time to check in on those resolutions we made way back in the short, dark days of January.
Many of us have experienced that moment when we question our career choice and start considering alternatives. It's natural, and our intuition is often right. When it's time to make a career change, a lot of us will hesitate and muddle ahead doing something we don't enjoy. Why don't we make the jump? Because fear gets in the way.
It's a new year. Time to dust off that old piece of paper with your goals from last year and take a moment to compare what you set out to accomplish with what you actually got done. Did you hit all of your goals? If so, then shame on you! Set them higher this year and really push yourself! It's not supposed to be easy.
This morning I rode shotgun in a helicopter and flew though the Himalayas. I trekked through the trails in the Solo-Khumbu, encountered yaks, donkeys, suspension bridges, porters, stunning mountains and beautiful children. For me, this is my ultimate dream. It isn't luck, it isn't a gift, it's something called life-design. How did all of that happen you ask?
Here is how each of my weekdays unfolds: I sleep in. I feed my cats. I open my email and deal with it. Then, I start on whatever work is next on my to-do list. Other than keeping a simple flat list of tasks and commitments I've made to my clients, I don't have any big plans, long-term goals, or great desires. I don't even have priorities or an order to my list of tasks. It is incredibly freeing and I've never been happier.
When was the last time you did a check-in with yourself? I think sometimes we are so busy thinking about the world around us that we forget to reflect on and nurture ourselves. Now, I don't mean go get yourself a Cosmo or a new pair of shoes kind of nurture; I'm talking about the moments when we really examine ourselves.