I have never really understood why we had to fit our lives into a box. The box I am speaking about is the check box on forms; race, color, gender, marital status. Ah yes, that glorious “marital status” section of all forms. The box where you declare if you are: Single/Married/Widowed/Divorced.
Divorced- a term to state “freedom” for some, “fail” for others. No matter if you chose to get divorced, or if it was chosen for you, someone is typically hurt in the process. So why should I have to be reminded of a bad couple of marriages, because you refuse to let me label myself as “single” instead?
Well guess what?.... I’m doing it anyway. That is the label I earned when the papers were finalized. You do not get to determine if I am labeled as walking away from a bad marriage (or two). Only I get to decide what happens to me after my marriages. I became Single.
Single to determine my own future. Single to put myself first. Single to love myself without anyone else’s approval. Single to try new things. Single to get uncomfortable and meet new people. Single to open my heart back up and see what the world has to hold. Single to be a Storm Chaser and conquer any storm.
So, if you are expecting me to check the box labeled “Divorced,” you will forever be waiting. I am Single; and I am LOVING IT!
Being single is not always easy. Many times we lose our way. We let life defeat us. We lose confidence. We forget that we are Storm Chasers, and all that we are truly capable of. However, my BFF Storm Chaser is here to save us all!
It is hard when life wins to the point that you can’t feel good about yourself. For me, it is much needed medication that causes massive weight gain. It is hard to stay inspired to change for the better when you know you are just going to lose the battle anyway.
Surviving a marriage that took away everything that I used to be, I was lost. I was a size 16. I hated clothes shopping. It was a depressing chore. Sometimes it still is. I get sick more often than not. My body is not in shape to fight what is thrown my way, and my heart and head had gotten to the point where it quite frankly doesn’t care.
It was time to put my running shoes back on and chase this storm. It was time to no longer let it win.
It has been over two years since my adventures began. I started to struggle to get through them simply because my body wasn’t able to.
My BFF felt the exact same. We had forgotten our capabilities. We had let the struggle of life win. We wanted to get healthy, and feel good about ourselves. We wanted to beat this storm. So we decided to do just that.
I have not exactly been too successful yet. First I fell down a flight of stairs that put my ankle in a boot. This did nothing but discourage me. My BFF encouraged me to hold on. We would get there.
It took FOREVER to get the dang thing off! However, I wanted her to begin, even if it meant I would be behind. She put on her running shoes, and made the storm calm without much fighting at all.
As you can see, she was struggling just like me. However, her determination was even stronger than what I desired to accomplish. She posted her journey on Facebook in order to remind us all…Storm chasing isn’t always easy, but we are capable of #SurvivingOurStorms.
One of the things I love the most about this woman is her character. She is encouraging, sweet, patience, loving, and more! Even on her worst days, she was cheering me on as if I was more of a priority than her. That’s probably why she’s my BFF.
Yes, she’s just as smoking hot as ever, but it’s not about getting skinny. That’s just a bonus. The fire that resides in her is so inspiring; you can’t help but want to be just like her. Her determination puts you in constant awe. Her support makes your heart want to burst from the love for her.
We share our struggles now that I am a member of 9Round. I have let depression win occasionally, and she has helped me get through it to get my butt back into class. Although I can’t seem to beat the habit of sneaking ice cream, she still cheers me on and lectures me to stay on point.
My progress is slower. Probably from the ice cream, but we’re not going to talk about that…ha! However, I now fit into my size 14 skinny jeans. A feeling of accomplishment that is overwhelming has emerged. It’s not about losing weight. That is just an added bonus. The first time I went, I could not even make it to round 4 without quitting. I quickly made it through 9 every time! Some days I am less successful. Sometimes I have to take fewer breaks. Sometimes I feel like I will never get finished.
Then I think of my BFF. Successful with her determination to find herself, and I push myself to get through each round no matter what! Even though 9Round is my favorite exercise program EVER, I still have a habit of letting depression win. I have a habit of not pushing myself through that front door, knowing that I cannot use any of my excuses to avoid feeling better.
However, my BFF always comes to the rescue with encouraging words, and the ability to always be there for me.
There are other Storm Chasers that are determined to keep me on track. Even my favorite 13 year old takes the ice cream away when she’s with me, and gives me something healthy instead. Another friend is nothing but supportive, and I can’t help but love his determination for my success. They make sure that healthy choices are made even when we eat out. I get lectured and pushed to get my dang feet through that front door. They workout with me, and help me stay on track. They know how much I desire to be healthy, ice cream monster or not!
Surviving storms is not always easy. However, you would be surprised how much support is out there for you when you need it most. Even though I struggle a lot these days, I am always here to struggle and survive with you. It’s time to put those running shoes on. It’s time to remember how good it feels to be Storm Chasers!
Uber. A way to ride around town when you don’t have a car, have had too much to drink, or simply cannot drive yourself. It is also a way for drivers to earn some extra cash on their own terms. However, do you know who your Uber Driver is?
A concept that was spoke about often, but never tried. In a time when extra cash was needed to help pay for school, I decided to see what the craze was all about.
After a very vigorous background check, and more hoops to jump through than any previous job I have had, I was given the forms and stickers to get on the road. Although I knew how thorough they had been with me, are they thorough at all about who gets in your car?
This girl is not frail, but she is a girl all the same. I was uneasy about what this “job” had in store for me. I was definitely going to be uncomfortable! So off I went.
The first rider was naturally nerve wracking for me. The second rider was more fun. Then I was hooked. Kansas City is FULL of various characters. This adventure was definitely going to have me meet them all…
Some are from out of town and ask for the best of Kansas City. Some want you to log off and come party with them because they love you that much. Some are quiet and don’t speak at all. Some tell you about their lives without breathing at all. Some require you to put on your super hero cape as you attempt to get them home without valid details. Some, you just hope fall asleep so they don’t throw up in your car.
Others teach me about careers that I never knew existed. Some give me life advice that I use! Some are unhappy and try to make you unhappy as well just to feel better. Others unknowingly learn about the ASL culture, because they happened to ask the question that opens the door.
Some laugh and say you’re amazing for your ability to entertain. Others sing to the radio with you and show you new car dancing moves. Some even give college and career advice. They teach you of what is to come. Yes, Kansas City carries many interesting characters whether residents or simply visitors.
However, do you know your Uber Driver? They are just as fascinating, and they only get rated without their stories being told.
Some are struggling college students trying to make some extra cash. Some are simply trying to make ends meet. Some love it so much it’s their only job they want. Some simply love the extra cash on the schedule they choose to have. Some are bloggers curious to see what the hype is all about. Sometimes your Uber Driver is a little of all of these.
Just like any career, there are people that put a bad taste in your mouth. They ruin your experience, making it hard to do it again. Some are talkers. Some are not. However, many of the drivers are just as fascinating as the characters of Kansas City.
A job that was just to be a quick and easy way to make money, while also being a Chasing Stormi Adventure, became even more than that.
I was reminded of how many characters the world holds. I was reminded of where hidden treasures were in the Kansas City area. I learned that it’s fun to make money playing chauffer. I learned how easy to help make ends meet, simply by swiping the “online” button to the right. I now know the fascination is on both sides. I know that I might learn as much from the driver as I do from my riders. So do you know your Uber Driver? Are you curious to see how much character THEY hold? I dare you to get uncomfortable and find out. You might learn something.
With Cats and Mats being one of the most entertaining experiences, there was no WAY I was going to turn down the chance to do Poses with Pups in the Park! I grabbed my mat and eagerly headed out.
Reality set in as I got close to the park. In my excitement to do yoga with dogs, I forgot a very important factor. I am highly allergic to grass. This was going to be tricky. I was definitely going to end up uncomfortable! However, I was not going to pass this up.
I sat in my car, strategizing, while I waited for everyone else to arrive.
I can do this. I just can’t touch the grass. All I have to do is stay on the mat, right? Well, minus the fact that the grass would blow over the top of the mat. It wouldn’t move off of the mat while we found our Zen either.
I kept my tennis shoes on, put my yoga gloves, and made what adjustments I could. I had to miss out on my favorite part of yoga. I love the unwinding at the very end of the session. Nothing is sweeter than lying on your back, with your eyes closed, feeling the elements, and finding your peace. Unless those particular elements try to take you out….ha!
However, the experience was just as amazing as with the mischievous kittens! If you do yoga at home with furry friends, then you already know what a “special” event this is. You struggle to finally find balance and BAM! Out of nowhere a cold, wet nose and “helping paws” will have you flat on your back, laughing your butt off. Once again, I found myself laughing more than balancing. I was okay with that.
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A girl just trying to find her way, stepping outside of her comfort zone, trying new things, and making new friends along the way!