Avoiding pain was my default mode for a decade or two. I avoided pain like it was my job. I steered clear of situations and relationships that might’ve been painful, and I tried to keep my emotional investment at a minimum. Obviously, this was a disaster. Not only is it impossible to completely avoid pain,…
On the very best summer days, the beach at our family’s cottage collects boats all day long—little ones and big ones, friends and family, friends of friends. The day starts quietly and then all of a sudden there is music and someone is grilling and boats are rafted off. Everyone takes turns on jet skis…
I am a reader. I will read anything you put in front me, no matter the topic or format. I have recently read a few articles and pieces about how having a daily routine is something that many successful people do. Research says that of the work we do, 80% of it is unproductive, and 20% of it is what ends up being used. How do we make the most of our time? Routine. The more things we do the same each and every day, the more time we have to focus our attention to the things that are not routine. The less energy we waste on things that could potentially be routine, the more energy we can spend on productive work.
I have always been a little bit of a creature of habit, and now I can almost take stock in the fact that my daily routine and habits have allowed me to be productive in a short amount of time.
A typical day for me looks like this:
Wake up early and head to the gym and get my heart and muscles pumping. I will occasionally listen to music while working out, but I tend to prefer podcasts. This gets my brain working along with my muscles, and on long runs takes my mind off my legs more so than music that I end up tuning out anyways.
Shower and cook and eat breakfast. Cooking and eating breakfast with my morning coffee could quite possibly my favorite time of the day. During my workouts and breakfast is usually the time that I do the best thinking and brainstorming about life and the day ahead of me. I always eat an omelet with veggies and typically turkey, along with some fruit, and occasionally oatmeal, toast, or protein pancakes depending on how intense my workout was.
By 8:00 AM I have already accomplished quite a bit and can now start my day of work.
Get to the office around 8:30 AM.
Work until about 12:00 when I break for lunch.
Lunch is usually some type of salad with protein and lots of veggies.
Work again after lunch until around 5:00 when I run errands before heading home.
I try to go on a walk at some point during the evening, but not always.
I cook dinner and relax for the evening. I absolutely love to cook, so the beginning and ends of my days are almost therapeutic to me. It is even better when I have the chance to cook a nutritious meal for friends and family.
Before bed I try to get a little reading done before turning out the lights.
Now, just because this is my typical daily routine doesn’t mean that if something happens and it doesn’t go as planned, my day is ruined. I am still flexible because on a normal basis my energy is put into things that require focused thinking. When things go off plan, I have reserved energy and strength of mind to continue on and jump over the hurdles while still staying on track.
Pretty mundane, but in my opinion, effective. I don’t waste time and energy trying to decide what to cook for breakfast, or eat for lunch. I don’t have to worry about when I will fit in a workout after work, or be too tired to do so after a day in the office. I get it done first thing in the morning, and it energizes me throughout the rest of the day. By the time I am ready to relax I can do just that because there is no need to hit the gym.
ROUTINE BUILDS CONSISTENCY AND CONSISTENCY BUILDS SUCCESS
Growing up, I wanted to be just like my big sister Jenna. Jenna has one of the best personalities of anyone I know. She’s fun, kind, energetic, handles the spotlight beautifully and at the same time she’s humble and genuinely curious about others’ lives. Jenna was prom queen and homecoming queen in high school for…
“Patience is a virtue.”
It has been a while since I’ve posted any original content on here, and I am sorry about that. Thank you for having patience with me as I learned about patience and am now able to write this post.
As many of you know through knowing me closely, reading this blog, or from conversations we may have had, I have been “in between jobs” for the past year or so. Long story short, I left Oklahoma and my coaching job at Cameron last May with the hopes of landing a job as a Director of Operations somewhere over the summer. This did not come to fruition and I was placed in a position of the “what now?” mindset. I lived abroad, I lived at home with my parents, and I simply lived day to day for possibly the first time in my life.
Instead of thinking “what now?” in the way many people believe it to be of thinking, “What am I doing?”, “Why can’t I get a job?”, “Will I ever get a job?”, I chose to live in the “What now, God?” mindset instead. I was done making plans and decided to fully rely on Him to guide me. Now, of course I am human and this wasn’t a 100% of the time mindset, but I relied on faith and His strength to carry me through the times of questioning. They were luckily very brief and were taken away as quickly as they had come.
So, through this mindset I had finally been able to acquire, what did I learn the most? You guessed it, PATIENCE!! The trait that has been alluding me for probably my entire life. Instead of landing my “dream job” I found myself as a substitute teacher sitting in a class of chatty 4th graders. In a resource classroom helping students read four grades below where they should be. I found myself in a foreign country interacting daily with a seven year old boy whom I couldn’t understand, and who couldn’t understand me. In place of a job working with elite college athletes, I found myself coaching a group 2nd-4th grade girls (who had more pent up energy than any kids I have ever met).
Ultimately, God had told me, rather He YELLED at me, “Kayla, listen here. I know you have all these plans in your little plan everything out just the way you want it head, but I have greater plans for you. First, though, I am gonna teach you a little patience.” And I am determined he was smiling and giggling along the way as I shook my head at middle school boys, said “nevermind” to misunderstanding Germans, and placed my hands on a 3rd grade girl’s shoulders just so she would stop running around and listen to what I was trying to teach her. If you don’t believe our Father has a sense of humor, just check out a coach teaching college athletes, and then watch them attempt to coach youth basketball…
It was trying. It was tough. I was emotional at times. I felt lost. I felt found. I lived. And most importantly I learned.
About 3 weeks ago I was offered and accepted a Director of Operations position at Stephen F. Austin State University in Nacogdoches, TX. Yes, I FINALLY landed my “dream job”, and I could not feel more blessed and thankful. Here is the thing though, I would be thankful had I not received it, because through my experiences over the past year I have learned and grown so much more than I ever would have had I given up, or lived how I was living only worrying about the future. The job is just the icing on the cake that God gave me the recipe to bake.
I pray that I continue to give thanks, ask for guidance, and the chance to learn patience more and more every day. I still have so much to learn and accomplish. This is just the beginning. It is often when we finally get what we want that we forget who gave us that gift.
We lose the gift that God has in store for us when we seek out our own.
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Every story is about one thing, the arc of the character. What I mean by that is unless the hero changes, you’ve got no story. They have to be cowardly at the beginning and brave at the end, or selfish at the beginning and altruistic at the end. Something in the character has to change…