Posts Tagged ‘coaching’

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May 24, 2017

I’m 2 months into my health coach certification! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT!

I’m just getting to the point where I can start looking into my real and quickly approaching future. This is going to be my new career!!

I can’t wait to help people. I can’t wait to walk with people thru their hard times and thru their life and stresses. The little things and the big things. I can’t wait to inspire them thru all of it. I want to spend the rest of my life nudging people in the direction of progress. Even if its the smallest steps… even if they are tiny steps. I am pumped about it.

I’ve spent the last 2 months enjoying the sunshine. I’ve been waking up early. Working out mid day. Listening to my course work over and over and over again. I’ve been putting some of it into practice even. Giving myself a shit ton of self love.

Did I mention the sunshine? Gah! There is so much power in the sun. It feels like healing to me. Healing something I didn’t even know needed it. I can’t believe how little stress I’ve had while being completely jobless. It’s been so great to take time for myself. Doing nothing. Doing everything. Just relaxing. Relaxing in the sun! 🙂

So I’m at the point in my certification where I can start taking on actual clients. I have two “practice” clients that I’ll start in late June. Shortly after that I hope to begin real paying clients. No… Not just hope. I WILL BE TAKING CLIENTS! EXCITING!

I’m working with a guy that is helping me with my branding. The logo he’s created is great! Very very soon I’ll have my business cards ordered. Then very shortly after that I’ve got to get those puppies circulating.

I’ve got lists and plans for dddaaayyysss…. Lol which sounds terrible, but really, it’s so not. It’s just one step in front of the other. Just gotta do it.

It’s hard… yet not. And I’m coaching myself out of the overwhelming moments… and waiting out the moments of self-doubt… and just ultimately taking it one item on my list at a time.

It’s all coming together so well and so fast. It’s better than I could’ve imagined!

Meanwhile I’ve started a part time job. I’m basically a gofer for a guy that owns his own business. I’m excited to learn from him. But the best part is how flexible the hours are. I work when I want. Couldn’t be more perfect and I couldn’t be more grateful.

So there it is! Update city!

a new direction

March 7, 2017

I’ve been miserable at my job for years now. Basically ever since I’ve been divorced. Let’s not chit chat about coincidences, k? I’ve been slowly thinking about getting out of this work place for 3 years. I’ve been thinking about getting out of IT for the last year. And I’ve only just discovered the path I’d like to be on just in that past few months.

And even then, there’s a few options I’m hung up on.

Basically I’d like to work in the health and fitness community. I don’t necessarily think I want to be a trainer. I could do that. I love coaching, or at least I’ve loved the little experiences I’ve gotten with coaching. But I don’t think that anyone would want a 150 pound, very average looking girl as a trainer. Won’t they prefer someone with a body they envy? IDK. That’s my line of thinking.

But as I was researching other options… the options that focus more on the diet part of lifestyle changes. I found a program called “Become a health coach.” As I read through the descriptions I fell in love with the job.

This is a focus on habit change. This is facilitating sustainable life changes that lend toward a healthier lifestyle. I CAN DO THIS! Inspiring people is one of my favorite things. And if I do say so myself it’s a gift I have. I could be the accountability and mentor anyone needs to reach their goals. I won’t be a quick fix. I’m going to be the type of change for someone that when you look back 5 years you can’t believe how far you’ve come. Not because some sprint to a finish line, but these people won’t even recognize the person they were years ago because of all the positive changes they’ve made. Not necessarily in the mirror (but that too!), but in the kitchen, at the grocery store, and in their life. I WANT TO DO THIS!

I’d love to get this education then add on to it. Personal training. Crossfit certification. So many other certification that are diet related. For food allergies. For specific diets like paleo and vegetarian. I would love this.

Anyway… This has been on my mind for a bit. I feel like its perfect and I feel like it’s time.

So the original plan was to keep my job in this corporate IT world as I school… Perfect plan right? Make money while I learn to make money another way. Sure, I’ll be taking a pay cut. I’ll be starting over. It’ll be a journey for sure. Good, bad, and ugly…

But as best laid plans go… kinks in the road happen…

catharsis

October 19, 2015

I had a really emotional week. Family things going on. Personal things going on. It was effecting my sleep. My mood. Everything. Through the week Sir kept asking if he should come over. Scene with me. I told him not to worry about it. I didn’t want to disturb his schedule. I could handle things. It’s what I do. Not well, but I do it alone. I didn’t realize how stubborn I was being. Here’s a man who wanted to help. He wanted to take care of me. He wanted to at least be the shoulder I cried on… And I just kept pushing that away all week.

Our date was scheduled for Saturday night. I was ready. Something about the week tho… being so thrown off. I knew tears would be close. I did my normal primp prep. Pedicure, nails, eyebrows, shave, shower, lotion… It’s my calming ritual.

Before the play date began, we had been invited to a vetting. This is where members of certain kink groups meet you and basically pass you off in order to be invited to play parties. I was nervous. But it went well. It was intimidating, but I didn’t ever feel overwhelmed. The leaders of the group were great. There was something so inviting and charming about those ladies. I spoke to one who told me she was a sub… my jaw dropped (in my head; physically I stayed composed). She was so vibrant. Commanding. Calming. Surely she was all Domme. Nope. I spoke with Sir about this later. Subs go through phases. The right Dom pulls out the confidence of his sub. Strengthens her. I totally see that. I get it. What a beautiful thought!

Anyway, back at my apartment I put Sammie in his kennel (he doesn’t like when mommy is choked). I went into the bedroom. He stripped me down, but this time he left my bra and panties on. He strapped my ankles to a spreader bar (a first for me). He put a braided leather belt around my neck. He cuffed my hands together. He threw me on the bed and told me how he wanted me. It was impossible to make it to the position he asked for with a spreader bar between my legs. Whoever this was made for was SURELY taller than me. I finally wiggled into place. I’m sure it wasn’t sexy AT ALL. He might have evil-y giggled once. Maybe not. I was really concentrating.

He has two other belts that he takes turns using on me. I love belts. The thud to sting ratio is my favorite. He doesn’t neglect that belt around my neck either. He uses that quite freely. I love it. Breath play: it’s the quickest way to wet in my world. He knows it. He didn’t use this much when we first played. In fact I wondered if he’d ever get to it. But some people – they don’t touch it. It’s dangerous. It’s oxygen. It’s life. I get it. Once he realized it’s effect on me tho… He couldn’t ignore it.

I don’t know how long this went on. But something inside me was being pulled to the surface. I couldn’t have held it back if my life depended on it. I just started sobbing. Not a small sniffle. But huge sobs. Body shaking sobs. Again, not my sexiest night. He was at my side in half a second. I immediately made sure he knew it wasn’t from the pain. But he was a step ahead of me. He coached me through the whole release. Telling me to let it go. Whispering to me the entire time. Stroking my hair. I couldn’t remember when the spreader bar was taken off… was it before or after the break down? But I was still face down, but now my knees were curled under me. I had a hold of his arm. He just kept coaching me through. It was… the most complete catharsis. Not sure how he knew before I did. How does he know things? But this was his intention. He was pushing me over the edge I was so stubbornly clinging to.