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Sharing a quote for this week’s pick-me-up, because it speaks to me on so many levels. The most prominent one at the moment being that I myself so love to eat and am struggling a little with my own personal identity. It’s so unlike me to pass up carbs, you know? Anyway, on this Wednesday, I’m doing my best to stay within the Weight-Watchers coloring lines, especially as I try out a new restaurant with a new friend tonight. My week of points starts over on Fridays and you can bet I’ve already made plans for Shake Shack cheese fries and a Shackburger that night. Happy hump day!
Image via Tailwind Blog.
Wise words at a time when it’s so easy to get lost in bridesmaid dresses. So. many. options. Today, I’m reminding myself that I need to stay focused on bigger picture things like getting motivated in fitness and career. I’m doing quite well on the first front (loving my new Jawbone Up band), but the second could use a boost. So today, I’m using this little diddy to set me on the right path. Happy hump day!
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I thought I’d use today’s platform to share a passage from Jonathan Tropper’s This Is Where I Leave You. You might know the movie better (major disappointment), but the book is a true literary gem. It’s a thrill to read, brutally honest, laugh-out-loud funny, and manages to be both wildly inappropriate and heartbreakingly sentimental. I recommend it.
The story centers around a dysfunctional Jewish family coming together for their father’s funeral, and this passage describing the Mourner’s Kaddish prayer (starting with “My siblings…” and ending with “…more than I expected”) really struck a chord with me. As you may already know, Brian and I are taking an Intro to Reform Judaism class with the intent that I will someday convert. As I struggle to pick up bits and pieces of guttural Hebrew, I couldn’t help but chuckle at Tropper’s use of the word “gibberish,” while also appreciating the importance of tradition and community that he so perfectly captured in but a few sentences.
I’m not one to obsess or overanalyze the written word, in fact I have some pretty painful middle-school book reports to prove it, and yet I’ve found myself turning to that same passage several times in the last month. First, because my dear Nainai passed away this time last year, again when I wanted to comfort a friend who lost his own grandmother, and more recently when I needed something to point to when I was asked why I wanted to convert. What can I say? Tropper moved me.
Jewish, soon-to-be-Jewish or not, I hope you’re able to find similar meaning and comfort from his expertly crafted words.
P.S. Now that I’ve recommended a book, I’d love other suggestions if you want to return the favor. Thanks!
Look at me, writing today’s short post barely ten minutes before the day’s end. It’s just been one of those days/weeks. You know the feeling all too well. Here’s to a better, more together second half of the week.
Now ain’t that the truth.
I’m gonna be real with you guys. Before yesterday morning, I hadn’t stepped into a gym for almost a year, all while still paying for my membership. How pathetic is that? That was rhetorical, please don’t answer.
Why did I keep paying? Out of punishment is why, and because I wanted to keep the option open should the urge to work out ever strike. It didn’t. It still hasn’t, but it’s now gotten to the point where it’s less about the want and a whole lot more about the need. In one word – Desperate, with a capital D.
Yesterday was tough, this morning too (two days in a row!), but I’m really happy to be giving this whole taking-better-care-of-my-body thing another go. Hopefully, making all of this public in today’s pick-me-up (in lieu of the traditional pic-me-up) will keep me accountable and on my own case.
Thanks for putting up with me, and happy hump day!
P.S. The image above was created using a photo that I took on Santa Monica Pier last February. I don’t have any beach trips on the horizon just yet, but a slimmed-down figure would certainly come in handy should that change.
The last few days haven’t provided much in the way of pictures, so I’m skipping the usual pic-me-up in favor of an inspirational pick-me-up.
“Dreams don’t work unless you do” is the phrase I turn to anytime I’m feeling drained from school and/or work (usually and). It reminds me that the lack of sleep is part of a bigger plan and dream that will make all of this worth it.
A smaller and more immediate dream of mine is making it to the weekend. Here’s to being halfway there. Cheers!