Hey there kittens,
June 1, 2013
Posted by rachelle at 10:49 AM
December 19, 2012
The final days of Seattle, not the world. Though, now that I ponder it what a convenient title considering the whole apocalypse n such. Speaking of which, I recently watched 'Seeking a Friend for the End of the World,' which I also found to be ironic in it's timing. Nothing earth shattering, but a good flick.
Sitting here now I am flooded with the gaping smallness of my life. I have big decisions in front of me. So many in fact, instead of being overwhelmed, as I was and have been the past few days, I am now (more or less) finding incurable amounts of humor in the whole lot of it. Because no matter how many big decisions, - i.e., apply to grad school - espesh with my current view of secular education? Move out of the country? Keep working 4 different jobs? Marriage/family now or wait till I'm 30 as planned? Start confronting all my life's hypocrisies at once (I think I told you how I've been realizing just how hypocritical I am. It's sickening)? Move to Kauai and do yoga and eat fruit all day? Anyway, despite all these biggies, I am painfully aware of just how much it doesn't matter! I'm fine. I'm going to be just fine. There is a current to my life and I can swim with it in my decisions or I can fight it, but either way, I'm going to be swept away. I'm not trying to get crazy 'deep.' I just mean to say there is a lot on the table right now, but I feel completely comfortable knowing that I don't know a damn thing. When things are 'in flow,' I'll know it. When they're not, I also feel it. Guilt and obligation have no place in major life decisions.
Soap box finished.
Back to Seattle.
I feel obligated to mention a major hilarity of the trip. * - I was SOOO excited about eating some fresh seafood. I even took notes from my well-traveled spin class as to which restaurants were best. Reality: Didn't eat a solitary piece of seafood the entire time I was there. In fact, we ate at the same two places nearly the entire trip.
A Thai restaurant with some of the most delicious Thai I've ever had, and....
My last day in Seattle we did do something I had been dreaming of for a long time. I wanted to get lost in the woods. I told Judy of my borderline worrisome obsession with the trees I imagined to meet there. I was not disappointed. The day I go to Sequoia National Park I promise I'll faint, or cry, or pee my pants.
We did a relatively short hike about 40 minutes from Judy's place and it rocked my world. Being in Seattle, this amazingly green, beautiful city, I did think on how lucky I am to live in SLC. While I am fine to move if an opportunity arises, I feel so much gratitude for the proximity to my mountains. I can drive about 5 minutes and be swept away in mountain heaven.
Question is....where to go next?
Posted by rachelle at 8:59 AM
December 13, 2012
I went last week to visit my dearest comrade and dear, dear, (did I mention she is dear to me?) friend Jessica 'Judy' Gilmore in Seattle. This feels berserk to say, but it is nevertheless true....this is my first time really traveling alone. I have flown, driven, taken buses alone, but for some reason this was different. It felt so good to buy a ticket and go.
I've been dreaming of this aspect of my life since I can remember and despite my modest, meek, humble, and slightly embarrassing savings account, I decided there is no better time than now. Somewhat inspired by this video.
I just wholeheartedly believe it is possible to live a full, motivated yet non-'busy' sort of life, and to make a living at it. I know it may seem naive, but it's a notion I am passionate about and I refuse to let go of. That and Peter Pan of course....in a non-pedophiliac sort of way.
Anyway, it was a great trip. Rainy. Duh. But more rainy than usual I hear, because just my luck all I kept hearing was, "you should have been here a week earlier, man was it beautiful weather." Great guys. Thanks a heap. Judy and I mostly did what we would do if we were in any other place or back in Carl's basement in SLC. We did a ton of talking, figuring out who we are and crap, running, eating (just wait till I tell you about the chocolate cafes), and going for long, delightful walks. It felt wonderful to be visiting a person who is also a terrible 'tourist.'
Here we are in a cafe working on shtuff.
Day 1: - The first night I got there I joined Judy on her weekly co-ed soccer team. They were insanely friendly and let me play, even though I am out of practice and out of shape. God love those sweet mormons, they'll befriend just about anybody;).
We then hopped the ferry, which was a bizzarre experience for me. Cars just driving on and off a boat like it's natural. What kind of a wack place is this. We headed off for Bainbridge Island.
Posted by rachelle at 8:51 AM
November 27, 2012
It may have been a week or two since I last posted.....
I'm happy to announce I'm back on the bandwagon. I heartily believe in the science of blogging and it's positive effects on the life of myself and the lives of those around me, so maybe I should, I don't know, do it.
The story of my absence is mostly a boring one filled with words like 'lazy,' 'detached,' and 'idealistic.' The latter may be slightly confusing, allow me to explain;
I have this vision of sharing all my health, exercise and wellness views with the world, or at least documenting them for myself and my posterity of cats later. So, I decided I would create an entirely separate blog full of beauty, wisdom, and blogging wit and magic. But, as luck or lack thereof would have it, it has taken more time and work than anticipated. This is still in the works and something I'm very excited about. But, for now, I realize it is time to document my life as it currently is and tell you it is good to be back:).
Me as of Today (Looks-Wise):
What I'm Up To:
I am a very lucky girl. I have about 4 different jobs and I love them all. I get to play a lot, all day, with cool peeps....it honestly is a dream come true. I know it's ever-changing, I'm not stuck in a career yet, but I kind of like it this way for now.
- Job #1 - USANA health sciences - corporate wellness facilitator - part-time
- I currently teach a buttload of fitness classes. Yes, a buttload, commonly known as a plethora, a lot, hefty amount, numerous, etc. I teach a spin class at the field house on campus twice a week, a spin class at a different location on campus twice a week, two bootcamp classes on campus, and then 4 yoga classes plus 3 bootcamp classes at Usana. I should be the picture of fitness. I'm not, but I should. That's the thing about teaching fitness, you learn to cheat so as to not give away the fact that you can't breathe and sprint straight up a hill while calmly counting down the seconds. It's an art I am perfecting, this one of cheating the look of ease while inside I think I might die. It's taken me some hard-earned hours of practice I tell you. Anyway, I am learning to cheat to survive, thus my fitness level is probably subpar. Oh well. Health is a feeling not a number, right?!
- My classes at the fieldhouse are about to end and I'm heartbroken, I always am. I get very attached to my students and my schedule.
- Next semester I am teaching: Mon - yoga and bootcamp, Tue - spin, Wed - total body fitness and bootcamp, Thurs - spin, Friday - yoga, Sat - spin
- Personal Training - I love personal training only because of how differently I do it. I only take on 3 or 4 clients and basically they become some of my best friends. Some of them I do more yoga and others we work out, but always, and I mean always, we learn a ton from each other and have a great time. I'm so grateful that I am trained in a vast array of things so I can mix it up to create something special and designed specifically for them that day. Love it. Ha, what an adorable, underhanded way of complimenting myself, forgive me. It can be draining, so I try not to take on too many clients. But if you are interested or know someone who is, don't be shy to give them my info. I'm more than willing to meet with peeps to see if we are a good fit for each other. Yes, it is much like online dating;).
T'was a true-to-life redneck Thanksgiving....just as the pilgrims would have wanted it.
Posted by rachelle at 4:59 AM