I will never be.

I will never be a super model. 

I will never work for NASA. 

I will never go to Princeton on a scholarship, be a trust fund kid, or be 17 again. 

The list of 'I will never' could be depressing. 

But it is actually, awesome. 

I will never let someone take up space in my head rent free. 

I will never take for granted how fortunate I am to be a Mom. 

I will never forget my friends past or present. 

I will never stop loving the joy of decorating a Xmas tree. 

I will never dislike sport and the lessons I learned. 

I will never stop loving stick shifts, drive-in movies, pizza delivery, and letters. 

I will never judge a friend regarding their love life, religion, or parenting approach...okay, maybe a little...but I will never let it get in the way of being a shoulder to lean on, a wall to bounce stuff off of, or a bag to punch. 

I will never stop being thankful that I get to choose who I love, how I live, and what I am. 

I will never be a super model, but I will never be sorry about that. 

Stay happy and healthy,

Jo:Moma 

I see you

Hey kid I see you. 

I see you sitting on the bench the entire game. 

I see you cheering for your teammates on the court. 

I see you volunteering to do the lines. 

I see you. 

I see you stand up at the time out and watch my face and listen to my words. 

I see you look at the line up that doesn't have your name on it.  

I see you lead the team in the cheer. 

I see you. 

I see you show up to practice on time. 

I see you giving 100%.  

I see you trying. 

I see you. 

You may not have been on the floor when your teammates won. You may not have any stats by your name at the end of the game. You may not need to wash your jersey at the end of the match. But YOU are why we win. 

You recognize that fair doesn't mean same playing time. You get what TEAM is. You, are awesome. 

In a world where most are awarded for just signing up, you do more than that. You celebrate the wins and allow your heart to break on the losses. You see yourself as a part of the whole. And guess what... You are. 

I see you. 

Thank you for being someone to watch. 

You have already won. 

Love, 

Your coach

Jo:Moma 

It's federal Election Day. For months now I have been privy to political posts of my friends and lawn signs of my neighbours. I found it eye opening to learn who has opposing views to mine and often I was irritated. How stupid could these people be? Do they not read small print? Are they sheep? Are they interested in me unfriending them? ....

But truth be told: HOW EFFN AWESOME is it that we live in a country where we can voice a differing opinion? How incredibly lucky am I to have friends who are interested in how we are governed? 

Regardless of the voting outcome there has been discussion. There has been passion. There has been thought (maybe ;) ). 

So what the heck does this have to do with health and fitness? Everything. YOU get to choose. YOU get to decide how you fuel your body.  You get to decide where, when, how you make it sweat. You get to wear whatever blows your skirt up (if you choose to wear a skirt), because YOU are privileged enough to live where 'exercise' and 'diet' can be something you worry about. 

Take advantage. 

Be your own health and fitness coach. 

Nobody's vote on your body is counted. 

Happy Election Day my lovelies. 

Stay happy & healthy

Jo:Moma