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Skinny Jeans are for the Brave: A Chicken’s Challenge

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Skinny Jeans are for the Brave: A Chicken’s Challenge

Spoiler Alert: This is a blog post with a somewhat superficial challenge. I can’t always be deep, ok.

I have a job that keeps me around lots of teenagers. Most of these kids are some of the bravest people I have ever met because…they wear skinny jeans. In my middle-aged opinion, skinny jeans can only be worn by the brave. So much could go wrong!

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First there’s the finding of the skinny jean. I can only be told “they don’t carry that brand in that size” so many times. Then, there is the possibility that once the jeans are on, they may not come off. My expense account is not plush enough to invest in peel off jeans. Of course. while wearing these skinny jeans, pockets are just for show. No one wants to see how much change I am actually carrying, nor do we want to mention knowing the style of my unmentionables (another brave choice my young friends make. In my life, thong is always wrong!)

And how do the brave move in them? I am not sure. What I am sure of is that if I were to move in them, something would split and it would most likely be my pride.

Yeah. Those brave skinny jean wearing people. I admire them. And though I am not deluded enough to believe I can be like them,

I can still strive to be my best me. So here comes the challenge.

Bikini Body Mommy has a website (bikinibodymommy.com) that focuses on getting those of us who have served the world by giving life to precious, perfect, genius children (like mine) back in to the shape we desire instead of the one we have acquired. Honestly, the idea of being a bikini body mommy is laughable when I apply that concept to myself, but hey, if the challenge will get me to quit being a spectator and to get back to taking some time for me, I am all for trying it. And now that I have told you, I have to try at least.

The parameters: 90 days of workouts, watching my diet, guzzling water, and (ugh) weighing and measuring. I will report to you as often as I can and I will make my 30, 60, and 90 days a big reveal day of triumph and trials. And no I am not telling you how much I weigh and all that madness! I might tell you how much I lose

…but it’s really not about being a skinny jean wearer.

This challenge is about being brave enough to live who out who I want to be.
And that person is a lot healthier than I am now.

So here’s to the new challenge! If you are already rocking those skinny jeans, go right on ahead! I’ll be brave in my own way.

Hope you will, too!

Love the Challenge and stay

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500 Words Challenge brings me two steps forward…Finally.

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500 Words Challenge brings me two steps forward…Finally.

500 words. 31 days. 1 giddy writer.
I actually accomplished a challenge.

FINALLY!

Some of you out there in bloggerland might not appreciate my accomplishment. “Big deal!” you say. You’re on day 523, you say. You get up at 4 am so that you can write using your antique quill pen and inkwell and watch the sunrise while drinking your favorite warm beverage by the fireplace. Ok, I have to admit, that’s impressive. But I am still excited for me because achieving your goals should be an exciting and celebratory experience because you did it.

And this time I did it! 

~Determination leads to Success~

~Determination leads to Success~

Achieving success is a great feeling for me. Validating. Purpose-giving. I expected these feelings. What I didn’t anticipate was the sense of connection that propelled me to my goals. My challenge started out as my own, but once my community connected with my goal, it became ours. And I wasn’t going to let us down.

Are you facing a challenge today, maybe a personal goal or a lifelong hardship? Can I encourage in a few ways that helped me move forward?

1. Be your first team member. Commit to yourself. Believe in what success will bring you.

2. Recruit a team for support, both people you know and those you don’t. For me this goal was not just about completing a task but one of the first steps in rebirthing a dream. My husband, daughters, family, and friends have been tremendous supports in my writing goals. But those who love me are a bit biased…and I love that about them. I needed to take a bolder step.  The 500 words community with Jeff Goins 500wordssq-150x150and the coachme app helped me step forward a bit more into the unknown. Would they support me? If I stumble, would they judge? All of these questions I had no answer for until I started. I realized the bigger my team, the more motivated I became to focus on the finish and not the excuses to fail.  My next venture has teamed me up with a blogging class through Blogelina (no shame is honing skills!). I am hopeful that with more accountability and more support will come more success.

3. Find a rhythm all your own. Ever watch 3 year olds dance? They move and baby-shake in ways that are all their own. They don’t look to the other preschoolers to see how they move. They find their own rhythm. I get stuck sometimes trying to do my own thing how someone else does theirs. Selfishly, I think this method will make the work easier and bring the success faster. In actuality, I will become a unoriginal; the shortcut will stunt my creative growth and the loss of myself will mute my voice before it ever gets a chance to speak. Some things I will gain by learning and by being mentored, but some risks I am going to have to take by dancing to my own beat.freedigitalphotos.net photo by sattva

What items would add to this list to step towards success? I would love to hear them!

What’s next for me? I will let you know

…after I finish celebrating!

Until next time, here’s to YOUR success!

Hugs!

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The Challenge of a Lifetime

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2014 is shaping up to be challenging already.  Not because of this challenge blog, but the challenge lies within life itself.

It’s the big things. It’s the little things. It’s everything. My children are growing up. My husband and I are getting older. Our house is in continual need of repair. So is our cars. My waistband expands. My checking account shrinks. My desires grow.

And it’s not just me.

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image courtesy of suphakit73: freedigitalphotos.net

The world fights with words and with weapons. A world of despair and desperation faces challenges of life day to day. Some challenges may seem superficial to me, but to the ones facing them, the situations hold life and death. Others face challenges that haunt my nightmares as an adult; and those who are facing them are just children.

My goal for this year’s challenge blog is presenting it’s own challenge: how do I sort through life and pick one challenge? My answer: I won’t.

I will choose life in its entirety  as my challenge.

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image courtesy of scottchan: freedigitalphotos.net

How can I best live it, love it, dream it, do it, celebrate it, OWN IT!

My challenge of a lifetime this year will be to take on challenges (some 31 days and some longer) to tackle the major areas of my life: Spirit, Health, Emotions, and Finance.  I’ve got a vision board and everything!

Right now I am in still working on the health aspect. I have until February 14th to lose my 6 pounds of excess that I have ingested. I will also be training for a 5K in March. (OK marathoners, I know it isn’t much TO YOU, but to me it may as well be 100 miles). But like I said in articles past, I need challenges in chunks that I can actually digest. So here it goes. I will post to you every couple of weeks so that I can stay accountable. I’ll let you know what I am reading or learning. Please check my Facebook page or tweet @justpeachiemenu . Connect with me on this journey will ya?

I hope you will!

Go on! Take the challenge! We’ll be

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Wakey Wakey Challenge Week 2, day 15

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Just when I was going to celebrate my halfway mark, I get thrown a curveball. Sickness in me and my family sought to strike me out.

And it did. I missed my wake up for the first time in 15 days. I had planned a halfway through party for this challenge. So failing on this date…well… Kinda takes all the toot out of my horn.

Until I read this from Andy Traub

“You know who fails? People who try to achieve great things.

You know who gets knocked down by others? People who try to stand up for something.

If something is difficult, it’s likely a sign that it’s important. If you’ve failed, then get over it and win tomorrow. It’s a new day.

Past performance is not an indication of future performance.”

What a great reminder to all of us seeking to do a feat that challenges.
One strikeout doesn’t take us out of the game. Gain perspective and hold fast to the goal. The only way to truly lose out is to quit.

And I ain’t quittin!

I really needed that. I already feel the hope returning. Makes me want to celebrate! Pass the party hats…and the Dayquil. I’m gonna make it.

And I’m gonna stay,

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For all life dishes to ME{N}U, try to stay…
Just Peachie

Many hands make light work…or bigger messes.

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Day 25. I’m beginning to realize why this is called a “Challenge”. I knew  how daunting this task was (you saw day 1 pictures right?) but I am staying on the path to completion. However, I realized that I could d  with a little help. For that I enlisted my most trust worthy and hard-working advocates– my family, particularly my beloved children.

Hold on…

Did I say hard-working? I meant they will help to stop my nagging.

Did I say trust worthy? I meant they will help when I am constantly staring over their shoulders.

Did I say advocates? I meant cheap labor. And you always get what you pay for. Here’s the update.

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After a few hours of repeating orders and redoing tasks, we managed to make progress. Can’t see it? You can see the floor can’t you…to me, that IS progress. But the progress wasn’t just in the stuff, it was also a process in me.

Why did we make progress? Because we ended up making a big mess. You should have seen my hallway and my front porch filled with throwaway, giveaway, and putaway items. I realized that the only way to clean up was to first mess up. I don’t want to end up with a space that is nice to look at but impractical to live in because it is only surface organized. I want the mess gone. After 31 days, I want this done right!

To get it done right, you will have to make a mess. And you will need help… even if they seem to make things messier, they’re actually helping you finish faster because they can help do tasks and lift things that you couldn’t possibly move on your own. Sounds like a life lesson to me.

I didn’t say I was happy about it (I am a pretty independent person) but I have to admit, it feels good now that it’s over.

Funny…That’s what my kids said, too.

In this last week, I’ll be posting again soon of the end of it all. I don’t know if I’ll complete this challenge, but I do promise to stay,

JUST Peachie

Want to join this challenge? Join over at orgjunkie.com

Want to join this challenge? Join over at orgjunkie.com

Challenge Sabotage? I hope so. I need someone to blame.

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Today is day 15 of the challenge. I am supposed to be halfway done. I am supposed to be seeing progress. I am supposed to be revelling in organized bliss.

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I’m not. I blame it on sabotage.

The culprits have tiny hands, fast feet, big mouths and, boy, are they sneaky. I believe my children regularly prepare sabotage strategies depending on what my goals are for the day. If I’m writing, then Operation Hold-Me takes effect. If I’m tired, then Operation Scream-My-Head-Off ensues. If I want time with my husband, then Operation Remember-That-Was-How-You-Got-Us starts up in full force.

They are crafty.

They are relentless.

Good thing, they are cute.

Sadly however, they are temporary. Kids don’t stay kids forever. I mean it may be 18 years from now but it will not feel as long once that day comes. They will then leave me to my neatness, and it will be eerily quiet. I will be crazy efficient  yet a part of me will be crazy lonely. (Lord willing, hubby will still be here but come on wives, no one takes the place of our kids.) When that feeling hits, I will jump in my car, drive over to their house and remind them of how it used to be. Then it will be my turn to launch my battle plan, Operation Mommy-Pay-Back. Until sweet revenge, I had better make a battle plan for this office space while my children sleep and stay thankful to God that I have time with them today.

Now ON TO THE CHALLENGE!

Oh, wait a second, my Mom is calling…

See you later and stay,

JUST PEACHIE

Want to join this challenge? Join over at orgjunkie.com

Want to join this challenge? Join over at orgjunkie.com

Embarrassed much? I am today.

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I embarrass easily. Due to that fact, I don’t normally walk around with my underwear showing or food in my teeth if I can help it. I try to think before I speak since the taste of foot in mouth disgusts me.

So why am I going to show you the worst room in my house?

Because I have been challenged… and I do love competition.

I am taking I’m an Organizing Junkie’s 31 day organize a room challenge . Whether I complete it or not remains to be seen but, I am up for the adventure even if it feels like I fell down on the ice in front of the whole neighborhood. So without further ado…here’s my mess. My craft/guest room/office…I think.

YIKES!

YIKES!

THERE'S MORE?

THERE’S MORE?

ENOUGH ALREADY!

ENOUGH ALREADY!

OH MY!OH MY!

Well, there you have it. My pants were loose and now they’re all around my ankles. Hello world!  Now that you’ve seen the worst of me, come back for the best, which is yet to come, of course!

Want to join the challenge? Check out  Orgjunkie.com in her 31 Day Organizing Challenge during the month of March and then let me know about it. Misery does love company.

Until then, let’s stay

JUST PEACHIE