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What Did You Want to Be When You Grew Up?

When we are small, we all have dreams of what we want to be when we grew up. Some aspire to be firefighters, or police officers. Others hope to study to become doctors or lawyers. Others want to work with animals. And as we grow, some of our aspirations may  changed as we were exposed to different things through sports, school, our friends and family. Some know exactly what they want for a career and stick to it.

Looking back at what I wanted to be, I would have been through many career changes by now. Or paying for numerous student loans, possibly even still being in school! Here are four of the careers I had aspired too as I grew up.


  • Veterinarian. This was more when I was really young, around 5. We had just gotten our first pet (a cat named Melanie), and I was enamored with her. I decided that I wanted to be a vet so I could be with animals all day everyday, and playwith them. Obviously, I know now that being a vet is so much more than just playing with animals all day.
  • Pediatrician. This one lasted from the time I was in elementary school until I was in middle school, maybe even a little longer than that. I guess it stemmed from adoring my childhood doctor who was so kind and wonderful. She made the job seem easy. But as I got older, when I began to learn more about what a doctor actually does and the amount of school that goes into it, I started to rethink it. Not too mention, I don’t handle needles well (I think this is what really clinched it for me…) or blood. And germs. Okay, being a pediatrician would have been a horrible idea for me. But I loved kids so… the next one career aspiration made sense.
  • A Second-Grade Teacher. This was one was certainly attainable and almost did happen. My junior year of high school, I had an epiphany one day. I had been assisting with riding lessons for a little bit at this time, and realized how much I enjoyed teaching children. So I decided that I wanted to become a teacher, much like my father (who taught middle school for over 30 years!). Except I wanted to teach the younger ones, ideally second grade. I stuck with this until my freshman year of college. I even looked at colleges based on their education programs. Once I got to college, about 2 months in, my career path changed again.
  • Journalist/Writer. I realized that while a teaching career would have been wonderful, I wanted to do something I truly loved. I loved to write. I loved the news. I loved every aspect about it. I was even offered an internship with Saddle Horse Report, one of the major publications in the Saddlebred world, and jumped at it. I went through school, completely in love with every aspect of my Communications classes. I loved being able to write. I felt like I had found my calling.

Sidenote: It probably didn’t help that I also discovered Sex and the City at this point, and wanted to be Carrie Bradshaw. I wanted to write for a newspaper or a popular women’s magazine in New York City and live the grand life. Thankfully, I realized that that was all make-believe and reporters don’t make that kind of money to live that kind of life. But I still dreamnt about it every day anyways.

When I graduated, it was around that time that newspapers started to disappear, and I was trained in print journalism (I was even the Associate Editor of my college’s newspaper!). So, it was time to rethink my career again.

Which is how I ended up with a Masters Degree in Marketing. I figured it combined my love of creativity and writing with some logic, and it went well with my Communications degree.

What did you want to be when you grew up?

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As an avid Instagram user, I always try to keep up with the latest trends. I don’t always participate, but as someone who loves social media, and uses it daily both in my life and career, I like to know what’s popular. Social media is always evolving and changing, and it’s important to me to keep up with those changes.

One weekly hashtag that I’ve had an interest in has been #TransformationTuesday. Search for this particular hashtag and you will have thousands of photos in front of you, of people who have made incredible weight loss transformations. Whether it be from a weight loss pill company flaunting the results of their products, or the hard work of someone over a couple of years to reach their goal weight, these are truly incredible and inspirational transformations.


Someday, I’d love to be the person flaunting my huge weight loss. It would be a great feeling to have a #TransformationTuesday like that. But, since I’m nowhere close to that, it made me think long and hard about what #TransformationTuesday means.

Is it about weight loss? Or is it a representation of a new you?

My own personal #TransformationTuesday – it represents a new me.

At 18 years old, I was 50 pounds lighter then I currently am. I was an avid horseback rider who spent most of her high school years living at the barn, where I was the happiest. The four-legged creatures were my favorite. I was a freshman in college. I had a core group of friends from home. I was a homebody. I was shy. I didn’t handle meeting new people well. I had never been in a serious relationship. And I was ashamed of my body. Even though, looking back now, I would love to be back at that size.

Fast forward 10 years later. I’m close to 50 lbs heavier. I don’t ride nearly as often as I would like, but I still get to the barn at least once a week, nor am I as active I should be. I’ve graduated with my Bachelor’s and Master’s degree. I’m engaged to the love of my life. I grew out of my shyness. I’m not afraid to speak up and express what’s on my mind. I enjoy meeting new people. I have a career I love. And I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. Yes, I don’t like my body. But I’ve learned to accept it and know that the only one who can change it is me. But the difference is, I’m happy. I may be overweight and not in good shape, but I’m happy.

10562506_10100146174202975_5170983196039126486_oOne of our engagement photos done by the talented Jaclyne Beaupre Photography

So what’s my transformation? I may have gained 50 lbs, but during that time, I found a sense of happiness and well-being that I never fully allowed myself to have.

I fully believe that we are never done ‘transforming’ ourselves. In a world that moves fast to move forward, we are always in need of some form of transformation to stay relevant. My next transformation will be working on getting to a body I’m 100% comfortable with. Not a weight; a body.

And from there, my next transformation will be continuing to live, love and learn and enjoy every day to the fullest. While not a normal transformation, continuing to open our lives to those three things every day will help up to transform as human beings.

So let’s change the traditional #TransformationTuesday from a weight-loss inspired hashtag to one that shows how our happiness has transformed.

 What defines your #TransformationTuesday?

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I guess I should have a routine…. right?

It hit me yesterday, on my 28th birthday, that I am now an adult. Well, I guess it hit me a couple of years ago. Actually, scratch that. I didn’t feel like a real adult until I moved out of my parents house, had to buy my own groceries and start budgeting my paychecks. THAT’S when I felt like an adult.

And last night, I realized that, much like an adult, I have a daily routine. And as I thought back, I realized that my life has been one big routine since I graduated with my Masters degree (in a good way of course!) Of course, my various routines have definitely shifted a bit as the years go by. Instead of morning coffee and TV, it’s now a morning run/stretching/water. Instead of quick and easy dinners of takeout pizza and subs, it’s… well, sometimes still takeout, but we always try for salads now! And instead of being up until all hours of the night, even on the weekends, it’s a bedtime of about 8 PM (on school nights) and 11 PM (if we make it there!) on weekends.

As I thought more about it, I have a very set routine…. every. single. day.

5:20 AM: Wake up, stare at the clock. Awake before my alarm, per usual. Grab my cell phone. Look at notifications on the lock screen. Unlock. Check Facebook notifications. Check Instagram for any notifications. Check e-mail super quick and try not to respond to anything while I’m still half asleep.

5:30 AM: Crawl out of bed, stretch, and meander around my apartment. Usually I’m trying to locate where my running shoes, my HRM, and headphones are.

5:45 AM: Head out to run the neighborhood.

6:15 AM: Drag myself in from my run. I either a) go in the living room and do some abs/squats/planks/foam roll for 15 minutes or b) jump right in the shower and zone out. There is not routine to this. This just happens based on how I may feel that day.

6:40(ish) AM – 7:15 AM: Check Facebook. Watch the news. Check my e-mail (again). Check Instagram and scroll through everything I missed overnight. Check the Barnes & Noble Nook Book Deal of the Day. Read the local news (The regional news or Good Morning America is usually on the TV). Check out the celebrity gossip magazines. Think about breakfast. Realize I’m starving. Continue to sit.

Sometimes depending on what’s been going on, I will also prepare some blog posts or edit some photos from recent shoots.

7:15 AM – 7:30 AM: Get ready for work. And by get ready I mean, throw clothes on, clip my hair up… and sometimes put makeup on. And then I usually run around the apartment gathering everything I need for the day (chargers, headphones, iPad, etc.)

7:30 AM: until I leave for work (usually by 8 AM): I usually stand in the center of my kitchen for a solid 2 minutes trying to determine what to bring for food with me. And I’m serious when I say stand in the center of my kitchen. Once I figure out, I pack everything up and out the door I go.

8:00 AM – 8:30 AM: Drive to work. It takes me 10 minutes to get to work, so this takes into account if I leave a little bit past 8. Sometimes I stop for coffee. Sometimes I run errands on my way. Either way, I’m at work by 8:30 AM every day.

8:30 AM – 12:00 PM: Work. Work. Work.

12:00 PM – 1:00 PM: Lunch time! Sometimes I walk at lunch, depending on the weather, sometimes I read, sometimes I get some blog posts created, but most of the time I eat and work. I’m plenty busy enough to get things done while I eat too!

1:00 PM – 5:00 PM: Work. Work. Work.

5:00 PM – 5:20 PM: Head back to the homestead. Fiance is already home. We usually go back and forth at least 6 times before I get in the doorway about dinner. I usually call my parents and check in too while driving.

5:20 PM: Home again! Time to figure out dinner. We’ve been better about cooking/making things we already have… but sometimes we still go get grilled buffalo chicken salads from our favorite neighborhood pizza shop!

5:45 PM – 8:00 PM: Eat dinner. Check e-mails. Faceb0ok. Instagram. Watch an episode or two of our shows. Edit photos (if I have any to edit). Read a book. Spend time together.

8:00 PM – 9:00 PM: My bed is calling my name. In bed I go, reading until I can’t keep my eyes open anymore.

9:00 PM – 5:20 AM : Sleep until it’s time to do it all over again!

Exceptions to this routine include:

Riding: Tuesday night adult group every other Tuesday

Dinner out: With my parents, with the fiance, with friends…

The Weekends: Totally different routine on Saturday and Sunday, and Friday nights.


Positive thing to note: I currently love my routine. It fits me… and I’m sticking to it.