Last week I went to dinner with three girlfriends. We ordered drinks and when the waiter brought them over, we spent a solid ten minutes clinking our glasses together in attempts to snap the perfect boomerang to post on our Instagram story. By the time we each got one we were satisfied with, the ice in my drink had melted and the cute four leaf clover that was formed out of sugar on the top of my drink, had turned into what looked more like a blob. This, my friends, is what social media has turned into for me.
There are people in this world that will tell you, “you are not fat”, or “you are not ugly”. They will say, “you are beautiful on the inside, and anyone who does not see that by choosing to only look at the surface is missing out.” They may even call it a blessing in the long run, because those whose judgement of others is skin deep can only provide a love that is equally shallow.
Legendary comedian, Jerry Seinfeld, said it best. “To me, if life boils down to one thing, it's movement. To live is to keep moving.” However, in a society where we spend an average of 12 hours a day sitting, movement has seemed to take a back-seat to technology (think laptops, phones, cars and TV’s). While moving our bodies has a direct correlation with overall health and longevity; it has an equally profound effect on our brain function, memory, and cognition.
One of the biggest obstacles I face when coaching people for optimal health is the overcoming the lack of quality sleep. In a world with constant stimulation of late night TV, e-mails, and smart phones, we are constantly exposing ourselves to unwanted artificial light. Believe it or not, there was a time when humans relied on the sun and moon to dictate when to start and end their days. This schedule called "circadian rhythm" is still essential if we want to optimize energy, cognition, and performance.
Very little on this Earth can get me visibly flustered. One time, just before I presented my Senior Thesis to an assembled group of Business Professors, my group partner gave me his phone to look over his notes while he spoke. Unfortunately, when I opened Safari, a very aggressive porn video featuring no less than 5 sweaty people started playing on full volume. I had to speak for 15 minutes on why NCAA athletes should be paid after that and nailed it. Nerves of Steel, I tell you!
Being a young woman can be hard - the self judgement, outside judgement, the wage gap, having to wear makeup, shaving your body (the list goes on). Being a young woman trying to break into entertainment can make being a woman even harder. The whole Harvey Weinstein incident(s) have highlighted the fact that Hollywood is filled with men in high positions who have, and continue to, take advantage of women trying to break into a seemingly impossible industry. A light has been shed on the whole casting-couch aspect of Hollywood and people are finally starting to see that sadly, that does exist.
So recently, a kid from college (who dated this girl I always wanted to take for a nice sensual stroll down Snuggle Street before making an aggressive turn down ButtStuff Blvd) shared a memory on Facebook. Usually, I don't give a shit about other people's FB memories, I get enough of their current shenanigans as it is. However, this particular memory? Indefinite outlier.
I’m just gonna start off by saying that I’m drinking wine from now on instead of water because there is some type of baby toxin floatin’ around that I DO NOT WANT. I guess I am at the age where people are settling down… or moreso just settling. But this baby epidemic is about to give me and my Instagram account a damn heart attack.