D is for Donut. And Diet.

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I’m not really into diets. Like, at all in fact. But for how hard it’s become to ignore chatter on whatever newly trending diet is out there, I’m happy to report that until this point in my life I have never restricted a particular food from my plate. I ate healthy growing up and stayed active, so I never felt the need. As a secondary backup to my argument, I never appreciated the potential to feel guilty for indulging. Like, so… Cupcakes, pie, brownies. Some days, you JUST need to eat a cupcake. And a person should never feel guilty for eating a cupcake, because they are the second greatest food on earth.

The only “food fad” that ever really caught my interest was the Paleo diet. Its principles made sense to me, and I was intrigued by how a person might physically feel different (better, even?) by consuming only foods that our ancestors had access to. But then I was like wait, so… No bread or CHEESE? What is this madness?! It sounded majorly challenging, and I was unsure what my short or longterm goals were supposed to be… Does a person “go Paleo” and stay that way for a month? Ten months? Is it a lifestyle change? I did some research despite the fact that it sounded impossible, and seriously considered it. I even made a secret board on Pinterest to kickstart my potential commitment level. Baby steps, you know? 😉

When it came to the actual food part, I started small. I gave up pasta. For someone who ate pasta once a week (me), this felt like a big step. I went about three weeks without it and majorly surprised myself by making it that long. Then, on a busy weeknight I allowed myself to have it for dinner, and I remember that night in detail… — As I slipped the noodles into boiling water I considered the past three weeks and how surprisingly manageable it had been without my good friend Pasta around. I had been playing the replacement game – coming up with substitute foods; not hard to do. Then, after dinner when my plate was empty and soaking in the sink, I experienced for the first time the effects of what a being on a diet must feel like…

How can I describe it… It was like I had eaten a wet pillow and it had settled firmly in the bottom my stomach. Physically I felt slow, tired. I even remember feeling amazed at what I was experiencing. I had never given up ANYthing before so I never would have known how foods were effecting my body.

Skip ahead two years later and I only rarely eat pasta. But when I do, I enjoy it.

Then, enter: Whole30! After my pasta revelation, I found myself totally onboard with trying new things if it meant I would feel better physically in my everyday. Whole30 is another food fad in which one’s diet consists of foods in their purest form. Think meat, fish, veggies, fruit, nuts. Meanwhile, you can say your sweet farewells to alcohol, sugar, grains, and dairy. …I knoooow, I too was like WHAT THE F!! Obviously this is no easy task, and far different than giving up just pasta.

And all I can say, is it’s SO worth it. I have yet to complete the thirty days, but even after going strong for 5 or 6 days, holy smokes you guys, I could tell that this is really something. Overall it’s helped me more seriously consider what I put into my body, and it’s a good, good thing. As someone who struggles with general bloating, I think I finally found a solution. To confirm, I absolutely WILL do a full thirty days, but I’m happy waiting until summer is over. I’m typically on a version of Whole30 during the week, while I enjoy my weekends guilt-free. (Enter: Box of donuts from Greenbush Bakery.)

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Timing Is (Almost) Everything

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I read an article recently that challenged the reasoning behind why we wait for the “right time” to come along. It could be waiting to feel qualified before applying for a job, waiting to have an occasion before trying the new recipe, waiting for the website to be finished before launching a new business, or waiting until tomorrow to have the conversation with someone about the thing that needs to be talked about…

This inspired me to look at my own life and identify areas that have come to a halt because I’ve told myself that it wasn’t the “right” time. In no particular order, here’s a short list of the first few that came to mind: Choose a country on my impossibly long list of places around the world I want to travel and actually go there, identify with my religion and better understand my faith, bring a few products I’ve envisioned selling on Etsy to life, and to make coconut macaroons already, damnit.

It’s all fine and great to outline your goals, but it’s equally as important to take note of your accomplishments. So that was my next step. Looking at the past year, I found plenty to be proud of: I adopted a puppy and became a good fur-baby mommy, planted my own raised-garden bed and grew some of my own food, and I spruced up the den by painting the wainscoting bright white. Wooo! Go me!

So that was fun. But I still wanted to understand how we come to define what it means for a moment to be “right” in the first place. I discovered that personally, my hesitation exists under the desire to feel prepared; to feel safe. To be confident that the action will yield positive results… All under the intention of avoiding failure, doubt, and fear, to name a few.

The concept that we must fail in order to succeed (seriously I know, how many times have we heard that) is such an obvious one, yet there’s an enormous barrier between our sketchbooks and our final products. We can’t just sketch; we also have to MAKE. As humans, since we lack in the ability to predict the future or foresee whether our actions will go as planned, it becomes clear that there’s no sense in holding back. The perfect moment will never come. We will never feel as ready as we’d prefer to feel. All the more reason to forge ahead and DO it! Or don’t… But you have a choice.

What’s on your list? What “right moments” in your life have you been waiting for? (And don’t forget to give yourself credit for your accomplishments.)

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On a New Path

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Holy buckets! Here we are!!! Thank you for joining me here as I kick off this brand spanking-new adventure! And it only took me forever to take the jump. I can’t possibly be the only person who’s thought about starting a blog to get stuck wondering, “Who am I to share what goes on in my brain, the details of my life, and expect that someone else will actually want to read about it?” There was this annoying feeling that kept creeping up on me in the months (oh fine, I owe you the truth: a year and a half) beforehand… Intimidation! Plain and simple.

I was like, WHAT. Am I doing. And what do I want to say? Who do I want to connect with? What are my goals over the next year? You get it – lots of questions, and with a sprinkling of self-doubt. But I realized that if now isn’t a good time, there may never be. And just like that… The blog was born.

With that out of the way, I’d like to introduce myself. My name is Rachel and I’m a graphic designer living in Madison, Wisconsin. Yes, I love cheese. Yes, I love the Packers. No, not really a fan of beer but I do LOVE wine. …And that pretty much covers the basic Wisconsin stereotypes. I think it’s important to love where you live, and I can confidently say that the Midwest is a fantastic place. That being said, I could totally foresee myself living somewhere else someday, but will always consider Wisco home.

I’m looking forward to using this little space to share cool stuff, get personal, get pumped about shit I think is awesome and maybe you’ll think it’s awesome too, get serious if things take me that way, share yummy foods from my kitchen, and post any new projects on the design front.

With that, I’m going to sit back and feel good about Post No. 1 and meet you back here soon. :o)

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