Many years ago when I lived in Orlando and worked at a public relations agency, I would schedule “coffee dates” with one of my girlfriends before work about once-a-week. We would both wake up extra early, forgo a morning workout and meet up at a little coffee shop in downtown in our fancy work attire. She was an attorney, and I was a PR manager, so we were decked out in heels and each had several bags in tow to make it through our respective long days.
We would usually only have about 30 minutes to spend together, but it was something that we both looked forward to every single week. Why? It was time to chat. We weren’t there to scarf down a meal or to accomplish anything other than to talk and to listen. When you sit across from someone with a hot beverage in your hand, as the caffeine begins to kick in, you just start spewing your deep thoughts, even in the wee early morning hours. And these meetings were always a great time to bring up things to discuss that we both had to push to the back-burner of our thoughts during a busy workday. We’d talk about dreams, plans and basically everything under the sun.
Those coffee dates are a thing of the past, but you know what, they don’t have to be. This morning, or whenever you’re getting a chance to read this, let’s pretend it’s just you and me gabbing over a beverage. I’ve got a hot green tea matcha latte with nonfat milk, and you’ve got your hot morning beverage of choice …
Here’s what I’d start talking to you about …
The blog and it’s importance. I’d let you know how this blog makes me so happy. I’ve never put so much time into something that has instantly begun paying me back in so many ways. The connections I’ve made with fellow bloggers, the connections I’ve made with readers, and even the extra connections I make with friends who text me about things I’ve written about that they are feeling too. I’d tell you that I may be a little obsessed with blogging, and I’d promise not to look at my phone the entire time we were together for coffee. I’d explain to you that I wanted to start a blog for so many years, and I finally started one as I was moving to California, only to casually post once-a-week or so until just one year ago. This past year of regular blogging has been nothing short of amazing. Yes, maybe I waited, but I started, which shows it’s never too late to start something new.
Group fitness and going for it. I sometimes wonder where my life would be if my favorite group fitness instructor hadn’t nearly pushed me into attending a Les Mills group fitness certification training weekend six years ago. I had no idea the turns my life would take, and that even after getting married and moving across the country, one day I would be a personal trainer working in fitness, no longer in a PR agency full-time job. I’d want to laugh with you about the fact that I absolutely hated working out for quite a few years of my life, basically up until college. I’d also tell you that if there is something in the back of your head you’ve always wanted to do, you can still do it, even if it seems far-fetched. I’d give you some motivation and encourage you to start planting the seeds for your next steps, because I know you can do it, even if it is far outside of your comfort zone.
Seeking perfection and falling short. I’d want you to know that my entire life, I’ve always wanted to make things “just so.” I’ve wanted to do everything, know everything, be good at everything and have a constant smile on my face. But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized there is no such thing as perfection, and I’m finally okay with that. I’d poke fun at myself for the fact that these days I go out in public in sweaty workout gear after leaving the gym looking like a complete mess. I’d tell you how I used to constantly have my nails done, my hair styled and my weekend calendar booked up, but now I’m a little bit more lax about all those things. I’d probably let you know that I still get mad at myself sometimes for falling short of perfection on so many levels, but I’m getting better at accepting me for me. And of course, I’d want to make sure you weren’t being too hard on yourself either.
Finding comfort outsize the city. I’d tell you I am incredibly surprised at how much I love living outside the city of San Francisco. Even though I was nervous about leaving the urban-hub that Dave and I called home for a couple of years right in downtown San Francisco, I’ve quickly adapted to living in more space, having a car and living a more normal life. I’d admit that my city days are probably over for good, but I think I had my fill, and I’m okay with it. I’d ask you to come check out our new place and join us for dinner, because there’s still quite a bit to do right outside our door. And if you need a ride? I’m game to pick you up, because the thrill of driving again has not worn off yet for this girl. You’d ask if I’m rusty behind the wheel, and I’d let you know you’ll have to wait to find out for yourself.
By the time I finished saying all this, you’d probably have finished your coffee or tea, so then I’d sit back and get ready to listen to you.
Now I ask … What would you want to tell me?
Okay, friends, I hope you enjoyed our little chat. And because I’m spewing my thoughts today, I’m linking up for “Thinking Out Loud,” which seemed totally appropriate for this fine Thursday. If you want to go on a second date with me, let’s do it. Just meet me back here tomorrow for “Friday Favorites.”
Questions of the day
Do you have a ritual with a friend, family member or significant other that you look forward to? What would you want to chat with me about over coffee? Is there something you’ve been wanting to do but haven’t started yet?