Inspired by the Impossible...

Looks can be deceiving.   Something that looks so simple can also be a mental obstacle course.   Sometimes, we can’t see fear but we imagine it thus creating unnecessary barriers.   Or, just maybe it makes us stronger.    “What ifs” are very famous words that cross the mind of the average human being.   Phobias often induce panic, stress, and make us feel trapped.   There seems to be a recurrent theme for me this year… control over mind – learning to find peace. Not many people will admit their mistakes or failures.   As I mentioned before, my PeePaw’s famous words “Do not let a failure fail you” couldn’t be any truer.   We have all failed at something but it serves a purpose, it’s a tool to strengthen our mind and body.   Preparing to study for my National Board of Certification in Occupational Therapy (NBCOT) exam was a heavy weight to carry around early this past spring.   Sitting for a four-hour exam is hard for me.   Not only can I think that long, but that amount of time all

As a parent, have you ever thought about the toys you played with as a child?   Do you have a favorite toy that comes to mind when you think of your childhood days playing with friends in your neighborhood, at school, or parties?    As technology advances, toys for kids may become cooler and better in some ways, but what affect does it have on their future health? Our lives are being pushed in a fast-paced society limiting our time to enjoy the simple things in life.   The simple things are quite often the key ingredients to a healthy lifestyle.   However, time limits our ability to be creative or spend time with the ones we love.   When was the last time you had a sit down meal with your family? We often seek out what’s more convenient such as foods that are quick to eat or maybe easy for on the go, but it’s cheaper.   Why is it that processed foods require more work in the factory and more complex ingredients, but yet are still economical?   Technological advancements may cr

“Remember when I first met you, I couldn’t even run a block?” – my husband asked me as we were enjoying a recent post-run brunch.  We immediately had flashbacks of the scenario in 2004 that went a little something like this… During my visits with my guy friends (my husband and his roommates) on a popular Halloween street in Louisville, KY, I would often run on the sidewalks of this eclectic neighborhood. I was about to take a jog one day when my complicated relationship buddy (my husband) asked to join.  I told him that I would love to have a buddy to run with, but don’t hesitate to stop if you need to.  I didn’t run with a Garmin or have fancy technology, so I never knew how many precise miles I would run or what my pace was.  After all, I was a girl working hard at 3-4 jobs who would use Christmas money to buy new running shoes each year.  Few minutes into the run I heard him breathing a little hard.  I asked, “Hey, are you doing okay?”  His response was breathle