Month: January 2026

I’m popping in a day late this week. Between the snow, ice, start of the semester, and everything happening in our country right now, I had a lot on my mind.

I’ve never been one to discuss my politics publicly. To be frank, I don’t feel particularly qualified or equipped to weigh in on politics.

We’ve normalized having loud opinions without the knowledge, context, or facts to back them up. Or worse yet, we ignore those facts and spew nonsense anyway.

My areas of expertise are technology, wellness, cooking, goal-achieving, and the thing I’m doubling down on: teaching.

It has been a week!

Work is in full gear as I get ready for the start of the Spring semester, while I help my Winter session students wrap up their quick semester.

They are calling for a massive snowstorm this weekend, so the first day, if not the first week of classes, is going to be interesting, to say the least.

The title of my post refers to my frustration with my weightlifting training. Actually, it’s more about my body than my training.

Phew, it’s been quite a workweek, and it’s only Wednesday.

This isn’t a busy badge of honor post. I promise. I’m not looking for sympathy or a pat on the back. It is just a busy time of year for me as I prepare for the semester while teaching a winter session course and attending all the required meetings this month.

That said, I’m finding busy to be an attractive distraction right now. It offers a bit of relief from the current state of affairs.

We’re already a week into the new year, and if I had sat down to write this post earlier, I probably would have talked your ear off about all the cool things I’ve been doing.

However, as the week went on, my mood slowly shifted.

There’s a Bob Ross quote that’s been stuck in my brain for a few months now. I’m going to share the clip of him saying it because I think most people need more Bob Ross energy in their lives.

If you’ve never seen it, it’s worth the 45 seconds.