Live Joy

  Every spring, I wait for my tulips to bloom. It’s something I look forward to every single year, the moment they push through the ground and bring color back after a long winter. And without fail, I say the same thing to myself… “I need to plant more tulips.” The funny thing is, I’ve actually bought the bulbs before. More than once. And yet, I never plant them. Because planting tulips doesn’t happen in the spring when the excitement is there, it happens in the fall, six months before you ever see a single bloom. And fall? Fall is full. The boys’ sports schedules take over, work gets busy with the end-of-year push, and most days feel like I’m just trying to keep up. Taking time to do something that won’t pay off for months feels… unnecessary in the moment. So, I put it off. And then spring comes, the tulips bloom, and I wish I had made the time. The other day, it really hit me, this isn’t just about tulips. This is how so many of us approach our lives. We want change, we wan...

  This week feels a little more personal. As a lifelong athlete, I’ve always loved the hustle. I love having a goal. I love pushing myself to see what I’m capable of. That mindset has served me in so many ways but one thing I’ve had to learn the hard way in midlife is this: our bodies don’t respond the same way they used to. For example, my coach gave me a goal of 12,000 steps a day. Simple enough, right? But if you’re anything like me, your brain immediately says… if 12,000 is good, then 15,000 must be better. That’s how I’ve always operated, do a little more, push a little harder, go the extra mile. But what I didn’t realize is that I was actually doing more harm than good. My body wasn’t interpreting that extra effort as “dedication” it was interpreting it as stress. My cortisol levels were elevated, inflammation was creeping in, and instead of supporting my goals, I was working against them. Now, I’m on a strict 10,000–12,000 steps per day. And I’ll be honest… some day...